“Who is he…?”, he asked in a deepening tone near her earlobe, his hot breath touching her soft cheek. In a swift movement, she pulled herself back and uphold the space and look at him with wide eyes that had frowned, “Why he asked me… in such way…???...”, and stared with a startle at him. His gaze is still in another direction, only his side face seen by her as she stands beside him.
“Sir, I don’t feel comfortable in it..!.. Please have some distance with me…”, she mumbled in a slight hard tone with a glare but inside her frighten pumping down, she held her fists tightly to control her shuddering as she senses a strong wicked aura in his presence that tried to compress her soul, therefore she immediately diverged from him.
Ryan grinned at her hasty guts that she is telling him What to do…! “No..! Babita…you can’t …!”, he uttered subconsciously.