Anubhav's PoV

The entire day has passed. I won't lie that I tried to elope once again but ended up ditching my own plan. I tried to initiate conversations with her to keep my anxiety low but she would always turn it down.

While thinking about my family, I realised I have been staring at her. And she did stared back at me.

No, she glared.

"Can I talk to my papa?"

"Sorry Anubhav. I can't do this", though I have eased at the eloping attempts and behaviour but she is a kidnapper who needed money. I wonder if she is really like this? A bad person.

"Why do you need this money Haseena?", I hoped that atleast this time she would answer me.

Haseena's PoV

The worst backup idea they could have told me was to kidnap him. If I a brew up a story again, I wonder if I'll be able to keep up with it.

"Mein nahi bata sakti tumhe...", I sighed and looked away. His eyes again leered on the scar on my face which made me squirm. He realised and quickly appologised.

"Well you are the first man so much keen for these marks"

"You dated wrong men then"

"I don't date", I smirked at him. Talking about what I did would be too inappropriate.

For a moment I was lost in his brown eyes.
The silence between us was threatening, the one that pushes you into deep thoughts, the one that made me pour out.

"Sunna chahoge kisne diye? Or kyu? My ex. 5 saal se we were together but he could not see me winning and successful, earning more than him, holding a more reputable position. I was heartbroken when he first taunted me about my job and heartless when he tried to hit me. This near my lips and head was his. My reward for falling in love with the wrong person"

I saw a mix of anger and sympathy in his eyes. He looked in front suddenly more retreating in his behaviour.

"All of this? On your back too? You allowed him to torture you", I smiled sadly.

"Firstly, no one allows domestic violence your are helpless. And secondly, that was his first and last. I complained against in him and he was in jail for a few months"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you", he suddenly raised his right hand to touch me but cursed realising he is tied.

Anubhav shook his head and laid back on the side of the bed. We both were sitting on floor next to eachother. He slowly travelled the distance between his left hand and mine.

"You are probably on a wrong track, knowing I am your kidnapper, threatening your father for money"

"I don't know but I feel you are different than you pretend to be. Not to forget I simped on your appearance as a cab driver"

"You were drunk"

"Wasted"

"Kissed your friend"

"Blunder. Biggest Mistake. Sabse pehle usse sorry hi bolna hai mujhe yaha se jaake", he said making me realise how short lived my connection is with him. I don't think his father would like me being around him knowing my emotional baggage. I softened a little trying to make the best out of our time. He is sweet, smart and most importantly emotional that makes me feel attracted to him. The position he is now, under my control only intensifies my feeling.

"Tere startup ki funding chal rahi hai na? In sab se Tera loss hoga?", I tried to divert my fogging mind.

"I missed my meeting today", he said grumpily. "lekin mera investment round  kafi lamba jayega. Tumhe pata hai, the reason of that club was this only. My father never believes in my ability. He thinks mai jo bhi paisa raise kar paunga woh sab unki reputation pe hoga", his lips turned to a sad smile. "But now regret, my last interaction with them..."

"I keep my promises. You will be safe", I tried to assure him.

"Are you trying to read my eyes?"

"I wish I could", he smiled.

I don't know when the air between us heated. He could stare into my darkened pupils. My fingers brushed over his hand and he exhaled. His breathes blew over my face.

I leaned more until only inch of space was left between us, for his intiation.

Anubhav's PoV.

Stockholm Syndrome, empathizing and having feelings for the one who captivated you. It is strange but now I feel the same. I was already bewitched by her beauty when I saw her for the first time.

Though that attraction died seeing her rudeness and intimidating behaviour in the beginning. It increased manifold at the moment when she opened up with me.

And now.

"Fuck", I cursed again as my hand was restricted due to that cuff. If she wants to kiss me why can't she remove that thing.

I could feel her chuckle near my mouth. She stared at me intensely and felt my heart thumping wildly against my chest. I could feel my arousal southwards.

"Would you regret?"

"Never", I whispered in the same low voice as hers. The entire room fell silent when her lips touched mine. The only things heard were our uneven breaths, wet sloppy noise of us making out and our heart beating in sync.

She shifted herself in my lap and I could cup her face properly now. My hands slipped in her hairs. Haseena's dominance continued. She loved being the one to control. And in the current situation I could let my male ego slip to her desires.

Her nails left a trail on my neck and I moaned. She smiled in satisfaction and I took that second in my advantage to touch her more. My lips touched her neck and she threw her head back in pleasure. Her hold stiffened around my neck and that brought me out of our sinful world.

"Haseena", I mumbled slowly. She kissed my cheek and laid back chairing my legs. I could see her chest rise and fall due to heavy breathing.

I gently stroked her cheek and kissed the top of her head.

Haseena's PoV

As much wrong it was, the intense kiss between us felt more beautiful with the act he just did. He kissed my forehead. And I could feel my heart skip a beat in a different way.

No Haseena...just don't you are here to protect him. But my mind had stopped working long time ago. It were the the desires in my heart that spoke louder. I hugged him directing his hands to my head. His fingers slowly worked the magic and I relaxed on his chest. I needed this kind of love. As my mom says, one wrong person can never justify that the entire world is cruel but it does leave you with insecurities, trust issues and fear.

My ex's trouble made me scared of falling in love again. I am thankful that my parents were with me at that phase and my friends who helped me cope up with that. My father who always pushed me and made me the strong woman I am today. Even when I had to leave my actual job, his words always ensured me that I had accomplished things to make him proud.

My phone vibrated and I had to move out of the bear hug, the warm embrace unwantingly. He smiled at me as I opened his cuff as he flashed his pinky finger. This man needs to settle in washroom only.

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"Aree aap", I lowered my voice and continued speaking to the caller. "Aap samajh nahi rahe hai, Anubhav koi bewakoof ya bacha nahi hai. Woh jaanta hai uska baap paiso ka intezaam ache se kar sakta h. I told you this was not working even if he was drunk. Kab tak jhoot bolu me us se?
Mr. Singh ko me sambhal lungi, you have to hurry up"

I frustratedly hanged up only to look back at Anubhav standing next to me.

He looked at me hurtfully.

Upcoming- "speak Haseena! I pushed the metal head of the gun on her head until she was pinned to the wall. Our situations were reversed from a day ago"

So sorry for keep you all waiting so long but I am busy with college and coaching stuff and beech me I injured my hand.
Neither did writing for this had any motivation coming up to me because even when I updated the first 3 chs in a gap of a day or two the response is dead.

Never mind, kal announcement me Mere Humsafar ka upcoming ayega. Jo ki Honeymoon ke baad ka plot hoga💘