The Brutal Beast ✔️

Part 12

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Manik turned his head to his left side after slapping his cheek. The slap wasn't even that strong not especially from my soft hands or his strong jaw. I know it's not due to the force of the slap but something personal. It could be ego. 

"Don't you dare put that orange water on me, ever again. It stings!" I said blowing my lips.

He turned his head and faced me again, his mischievous smirk adorning his face again. "So, the slap was for 'orange water' and not for the kiss?"

"Yes." The orange liquid hurt me not his lips so why would I hit him for that. Shit! He kissed me. "I mean No, the slap was for both of your doings."

"Both? I need details, babe." 

"For hurting me with that orange liquid and for kis--" My cheeks heated as he was staring at me for an answer. How should I complete this sentence? Of course, I can use alternate words and reduce the awkwardness. " and for putting your mouth shape changer on mine."

Manik tried to say something but combed his hair with his fingers, "God! Where am I stuck? You are one unique piece and I am locked with you."

"Exactly! Tell everyone my name so that you will be free, my genie." I said waving my hand with an invisible wand like a wizard. 

Manik pulled me into him by snaking his arm around my waist and my hands landed on his shoulder. There was no space between us so I had no chance but to leave my hands in the same position. He tried to put the lock of hair behind my ear with his free arm but I shook my head vigorously which messed my hair. He immediately stopped my head from moving by holding my head in his firm grip. 

I look like a Shih Tzu dog with all the hair on my face, his hand on my head, being trained by its master in this pose. 

"There are few things you must remember Nandini," He started and his face started getting closer with every word he spoke. "You are mine. Nobody calls me by my first name." His lips now almost a hair breath away and I sucked my lips inside to avoid any chaos from happening. "Don't try to rebel against me."

I pulled his hair in my fists knowing very well he would not free me if I tried to push him. Now he left me and began his attempts to save his hair. That's like a good boy now. 

"Manik, Manik, what did you say? Nobody call you by your name, Manik? Really Manik? Oh my Manik." I pulled his hair every time I called his name. 

"Nandini, stop it." He yelled. But I did not stop. 

"I can't hear you Manik. Manik, why don't you start by saying, please? Manik! Manik!" 

He kept his hand on my hand finding for a gap to release his hair. After his futile attempts he finally spoke, "Okay, fine. You are an exception."