16. Tigress

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*squealing in happiness*
Okay, on a serious note I have been trying to write this chapter the day we crossed 1k reads which was Monday but there are so many new readers that I have to change the number of reads now.
*sighing dramatically*
Thank you so much. By the time my lazy ass tried to finish writing this chapter, we had already crossed 2k reads!?
*throwing confetti*
And we were #2 Indian stories out of 19.8k stories.
*offering chocolates to everyone*
And here is an update.
Happy reading!
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Aarav POV:

I reached India the next evening at 7. I instructed Mathew to take my luggage to my room while standing at the parking contemplating whether I should call Rhea or not.

After much competition between my brain and consciousness, in which my consciousness won, I fished out my phone to call Rhea.

Just then Rhea entered the building with earplugs in her ears. She bounced walked toward the elevator.

I called her twice and then thrice but Ms I-am-the-next-beyonce was singing without a care in the world.

Sighing annoyed I jogged behind her to match her pace.

I again tried calling her but ended screaming but still, she didn't turn.

I am going to throw her earphones.

I halted her by keeping my hand on her shoulder, she immediately stiffened at my touch. My brows frowned in confusion.

Why does she always stiffen like that?

I thought she will turn but she shocked me to my core.

I was too busy assessing her reaction that I didn't see the slight movement at my feet.

She curled her right leg around my right knee which made me lose my balance instantly, she then tackled me down on the ground and sat on my stomach, my eyes widened as her right hand swayed back to hit me and with her left hand she took hold of my neck a little hard leaving me breathless.

What the fuck was she doing!?

"What the fuck!?" I yelled loudly, my face incredulous as my breathing came out as short gasps.

Was she really planning to punch me?

Is she for real?

Her hands froze as she looked at me wide-eyed, an audible gasp left her lips as she looked at me as if I was some alien.

"Aarav?" She uttered in an unbelievable tone, her eyes wide in realisation.

"Yeah, N...now if you...can...let go of my... neck." I gasped trying to move my hands but she had it gripped in her legs which I didn't know-how, making it impossible for me to move.

When did she even learn these?

She immediately removed her hand gasping horrified and let go of my hands from her leg grip.

"Thank god!" I exclaimed loudly, closing my eyes for a brief second as I tried to breathe calmly.

She still sat on my stomach as if I was some mattress, staring at me creepily.

"Are you sure you are Aarav?" She suspected me dumbly and observed me by poking my cheeks. As if I was someone else in disguise.

"Should I now fucking show you my birth certificate?" I growled at her.

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