Anubhav's PoV-

As I listened to her conversation I cursed my self, my survival skills. How foolish of me to believe in her amber eyes?

She fucking kidnapped me and can do anything for the money. Listening my father's name in those lines made my blood boil. I had only asked her to do one thing for me, keep my family safe.

If she wanted 2 crores even I could get her selling of my online business. Nothing mattered to me more than my family's safety.

My Di, says aptly I ignore walking red flags under attraction. Even if it was a psychological game played by my mind it was wrong, to kiss her and more than that to trust her... feeling empathetic on her financial needs.

I knew where she kept the gun last time. I quickly grabbed it and got hold of her neck as she turned. "what the hell", she was startled. With the sudden push the phone in her hand slipped. I stared at her in despise.

Haseena's PoV-

"fuck", I mentally cursed. He eavesdropped our conversation. But how on earth he can dare to manhandle me?
The mushy , warm feeling of the moments we exchanged few minutes before elapsed. But before I could make a move to hit him, he shoved the metal head of the gun to my belly and pinned me to the wall. I chocked on my breath and looked at him in disbelief .

A part of me who never wanted to forget the kiss we shared was taken back. He didn't trust me. But the spy in was belittled to be over-powered by him. And anyways why on earth he would trust me? I abducted him.

"I asked you for only one thing Haseena. To keep my family safe. You want the money? I can give you even more than 2 crores but you have to keep my family safe", He spoke. His eyes were burning red in rage and I had an sudden itch in my hands to throttle him to ground.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kicked my folded leg on his groin. He yelped. The gun in his hand fell. He counter attacked twisting my arm but I elbowed on his chest. His hands raised in defense. I griped his wrist, turned him around and pushed him causing him to fall on his stomach.

"Don't show off your money to me", I growled exhaling a bit heavy. Keeping his hands at back, I heard him groan. I smirk and straddled him sitting on his back. I lowered my face behind his ear. His mouth showered a lace of curses but he stopped as my lips touched his ear pinna.

"If I had to really kidnap you Anubhav, you would have been living in hell. Probably not seeing my Baby-sitter version"

He scoffed. "As if you don't lie...bitch"

"The one you made-out with...horny bastard"

We both can burn this apartment in our ego.

Nevertheless. I had to stay with him a few more days as the conditions suggest and I can never take this attitude from anyone so I began to spill the truth.

"Your father told me to be with you. I am here to protect you. Dr. Singh is receiving death threats". As I said these words he stiffened more. I released him and helped him stand. His expressions were unreadable. He was in a dilemma whether to trust my words again or not!

"Why should I beileve you again?"

"Talk to your father", I passed my phone picking it up again. "Remember not more than one and a half minute"

"And why so?"

"Oh...the Men's fashion app owner doesn't know the chances of getting traced? Tch tch" I teased knowing that he handles the other side. "So low in tech"

He rolled his eyes anyways and looked back at me suspiciously. It will get tougher now, I suppose.

Anubhav's PoV-

My hands trembled not out of fearing from her but after the truth bomb she exploded. I tried putting two and two together. How my dad's behaviour was aggressive in the recent days...How even my mom was not taking my side when I was genuine. I am glad that my Di is all away from this with her husband in Bangalore.

"Hello...Papa"

"Anubhav", his voice sounded desperate. "theek hai na beta tu?", I wonder if what she said was right. His voice staggered. He seemed so afraid.

"Haa Papa...Every thing is fine na? Aap or Mumma?"

"Mai Police Protection mei hoon or teri Mumma apne ghar. Haseena se baat hui thi meri ki jab tu mujhse seedha baat karega matlab tujhe pata chalgaya...Dekh Anu...Haseena police ki hi hai. I had send her to protect you. Listen to her, she will keep you safe"

"I want you to be safe", I could barely fight back my tears. "Haan...abhi toh teri app funding dekhni Mujhe...phir Mr. Anubhav Singh becoming a millionaire"

I smiled.

"Bye"

"bye", I bit my lips and returned her phone. I was crying and I didn't want it to show to her. So I looked away.

But a glance at her side told me that she was much composed, relaxed and eyeing me with certain warmness.

"sorry...Maine tumhari baat suni or galat samjh liya"

She nodded, "even I am sorry Anubhav...I am not in a habit to stay calm when men get on my nerves"

I expected some answers and she thankfully spoke without me putting words to those questions.

"your father was assigned a heart transplant of very reputed minister's wife. Jab unhe letters aaye the to somehow kill her" I looked at her with stunned expressions. "4-5 mahine pehle ki baat hai ye. Your father reported to the Commissioner...Your fathers friend, I guess. Tab toh ye baat tal gayi lekin khuch din pehle achanak se same credentials se tumhare papa ko contact kiya gaya. Pehle unhone lightly liya but phir baat badti gayi.

Humara actual plan tha that I would be meeting you as one of your investors and take you out of the city. But phir tumhare papa pe attack hua and us ke next din you both fought. Tum itne gussa hogaye ki ghar se seedhe nikal gaye. When we tracked you in the club you were so drunk. Isliye one of my senior suggested to fake kidnap you. I hated this idea...like its childish lekin phir meri dimag me tumhari ek rich spoiled brat of South Delhi image ban gayi thi ...toh I felt ki tumhe is tarha handle karna asaan hoga.

Your father hid this from you because he wanted to keep you away"

Too much information to process at the moment. I know I react without thinking, take things to extreme and in a revolting way, far from reality's approach. That is why my father sent me like this.

My eyes blinked reflexively as she neared me. My body is on high adrenaline and "in save yourself from any more beatings from her" mode. She couldn't help but chuckle.

I wonder what more is she hiding? Not about my situation but her. The mysteriousness shone in her eyes.

What thumped my heart was when she cupped my jaw and kissed my head.

"I like to keep it even", she whispered. In need of much required assurance I hugged her. She stroked my back. Me and my father can fight a lot with each other. But all I pray now was his safety.

"it will be fine", she whispered in a soft voice.

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pcoming- I clasped her body drenched with clothes of her own blood to myself. She took a bullet for me. And if something happens to her I won't be able to survive with that guilt.