Fate

4. Wardrobe Malfunction.

Ayesha.

My face turned pale and I pushed the dude away and with a swift turn and pressed myself against Rehaan while my hand rose up and fell back on his cheek with more force and his body fell in the opposite direction.

"You Motherfuckin' Asshole. Don't you have shame?" I exclaimed and my voice echoed in the whole corridor

As if sensing my rage Rehaan wrapped his arm around my waist holding me steady, not uncomfortable. I frowned as he started to rise up when I used my feet in which heel was wrapped to kick him where the sun don't shine.

"How dare you!" I growled pressing my heel on his palm while he was recovering from the pain in his groin

"I shouldn't have come upstairs without throwing you out!" I said pressing my heel with more pressure and he screamed in pain

"That's abuse!" He growl and a groan rose up in my throat and I kicked him on his ugly face
"What you did was molestation. What I am doing is self defense." I placed my foot on his chest and he looked at me horrified as I kept applying pressure on him

"Apologize." I ordered and he growled warning me and I let out a humourless laugh

"You think, I am scared? Oh darling I don't give you an option. Fucking. Apologize." I pressed my heel harder and he groaned in pain

"I am sorry." He submitted and I felt tears brimming in my eyes
"Will this ever be repeated with any girl?" I asked and he thrashed in pain but my heel held it's ground

"I won't repeat myself." I warned
"No, ma'am." He cried and I saw red but let go of him

"Leave and if I see your face anywhere around this banquet, I will kill you, myself." I gripped him by collar and he nodded agreeing with everything I said

"What's your name?" I asked gripping his collar tighter
"Naksh." He said and I punched him on the nose using my other hand

"Full name, asshole." I hissed and he glared at me but kept his mouth shut. Smart move.
"Naksh Khare." He replied and I pushed him away. Khare, my ass.

"Leave." I gritted shaking in anger and leaned my head back on Rehaan's chest watching the dude leave while I let my tears flow free

"Ayesha." I heard him call me and I tried to stop my sobs from setting free
"I-I am so-sorry. I can't move." I bit my trembling lower lip

"You don't have to. Just tell me the way to the guest room." He whispered softly in my ear and I tilted my head up to him blinking

"Are you bipolar?" I asked between my tears and he pressed his lips in a thin line and rubbed his hand over his face while the other was on his side

"Are you insane? You are stuck in a situation and you want to provoke me. Incredibly smart lawyer you are." He remarked sarcastically and my face turned scarlet and his eyes softened

"You want me to help you or not?" He asked me calmly and my mouth zipped
"Yes." I whispered lowering my eyes suddenly too embarrassed to meet his gaze

"Then keep this smart mouth shut and lead us the way." He ordered unbothered of my embarassment and I gritted nodding when his arms came on my waist wrapping around it and lifted me up as if I weighed nothing

I occasionally opened my mouth to tell him direction and when we reached our destination I was stiff while certain scenario ran in my head

What if there were no one with me? What if I could not have saved my blouse from falling? I could have been doomed! There are cameras all around in this hotel and I never would want to be a feast to some perverts eyes!