AdiYa SS : The Mafia Princess |Chap 17| Pg 23 | 07/09/2018 **IMP NOTE - Page 4

Chap Four : The Fight

She tiled her head when I held her waist tightly against me. Her ragged breathing told me that she was very angry.

"How convenient of you to show your strength over a woman. Just like I thought you to be, arrogant chauvinist".

I held her hand and turned her to face me pinning her hands behind. She tried to knee me in between my legs despite of the painful grip of mine against her wrist. But with the other hand I blocked her. She is swift I have to give that to her.

"You have one hell of a mouth lady", the moment I told her that I sounded not the way I wanted it to sound. She glared at me angrily but watching her expression I could make up that she didn't get the inappropriate meaning for which I was thankful. Her blue eyes sparked. Despite of the ugly bruise on her face she still managed to look extremely beautiful now that I can view her from such close proximity.

"How about we have some rules here? We cannot touch each other except with the knife." She twisted in my grip.

I pressed on her wrist and pulled her against me further. Her chest jutted out and touched mine. She winced in pain. I knew I was holding her where bruises have formed in her wrist but why should I show any kind of mercy? She chose this. I never asked her. And I treat my opponent equally irrespective of their genders. I have killed lots of woman yes but never really fought like I am doing now.

"You want to play fair doll? Then let me tell you one thing. I don't play fair. I am not some hero who would show mercy on the heroine. I am the villain and never showed otherwise. But since you want to go with your skill then be it", I pushed her away from me letting her stumble.

She hit the wooden desk behind her but regained her composure almost immediately. Then she held the knife tightly and waited for me to attack her. But I chose to play defensive and let her take the lead. I was so enjoying this mere game. Her t-shirt stretched against her breast making me think about yesterday night when I had seen her in her lingerie. I wondered how does she look inside her inner garments.

Kero shifted uneasily when she tried to launch a stab on my arms. But I easy dodged her bending down and move behind her back. She twisted her hand and try to hit my abdomen missing by an inch I regretted her move because once again I caught her hand.

I laughed at her immature moves before releasing her wrist as promised. A call on my cellphone distracted me from the current situation and she took that opportunity to lunge a killer stab on my left arm. Out of my reflex I held her and lay her flat on the ground with force. My arms holding her neck as she struggled to breadth. The knife that she was holding, in one fluid motion wrenched it from her hand and was about to slid her throat when Kero came and held my hand.

"Easy ADITYA HARSH VARDHAN HOODA, she can't die now".

I could see her wither under me and realize she was almost about to choke. "I could f**king kill you right now for this", I showed her my bleeding hand. You talk about being fair? How was this fair ZS?"

"It was your fault Mr Cupo. I thought you knew that a momental distraction might cost you your life. I was nothing but fair. I regret that I missed your heart my four inches or you would have been dead by now".

She has the nerve to talk to me like this when right at this moment she is at my mercy.

I released her neck and closely clapped. "I have to give it to you Miss. Siddiqui. My bad I didn't take this little performance of yours seriously despite of Kero's warning".

Her eyes went towards my wound and she shifted.

"Is this your first winning blood? Or have ever killed someone?"

"I have never hurt an ant in my life let alone killing anymore".

"Congratulations then. You broke your virginity with ADITYA HARSH VARDHAN HOODA's blood then". I applied the blood on both of her cheeks making her squirm in displeasure.

"Gross", she closed her eyes tightly "And don't touch me".

I got up from her taking her along with me. She steadied herself on the ground and looked at me angrily. I know my white shirt is now soaked in blood. I peeled it off my body and poured some spirit on it. I would be need few stitches and right know I just stapled it for the time being.

Zoya

The moment I stabbed him I wished I could stab him in the heart then this blood mob would have been dead by now. With him even I would have been dead too because his men would have killed me instantly. But still I wish I could. But seeing his blood spreading on his white t-shirt made me jittery and I wanted to throw up. I hate blood. I have seen many but seeing him bleed because of me I felt angry on myself. What is the difference between my brother or ADITYA HARSH VARDHAN HOODA and me then? Even I can become a murderer just like them.

He held me and with a force pinned me on the ground, his fingers digging my neck painfully. I knew I am going to die. He wont let me live but his soldier reminded him that he couldn't kill me. He released me before saying "I have to give it to you Miss. Siddiqui. My bad I didn't take this little performance of yours seriously despite of Kero's warning".

My eyes automatically travelled towards his blood soaked shirt. Bustard! What have he thought, we were playing some kind of games?

"Is this your first winning blood? Or have ever killed someone?", he asked looking amused.

"I have never hurt an ant in my life let alone killing anymore", I honestly felt like a shit already.

"Congratulations then. You broke your virginity with ADITYA HARSH VARDHAN HOODA's blood then". And then he did what I never expected him to do he applied the blood on both of my cheeks making me squirm in displeasure.

"Gross", she closed her eyes tightly "And don't touch me".

He got up from me taking along with him. I steadied myself on the ground and looked at him angrily. The next thing he did was peeling if his bloody shirt off his body. Holy moly mother of whatever, despite of my hatred I couldn't stop staring at him.

He has a body to die for. His broad chest was dusted with sprinkles of golden hair. His broad muscular shoulders, his well formed muscular arms the sight of blood running down the length of his arm was quite a sight. His body screamed power in the most inappropriate way. His dominating stunts forcing me to think his level of dominance behind the close room. I wonder whether he shows any mercy to the women he beds and why the hell I am thinking that? His perfect V disappeared inside is Louis Vuitton belt.

I didn't realize that while I was checking him out Kero came and stood beside me. Even though his physic didn't attact me the way ADITYA HARSH VARDHAN HOODA's did but I must say even this guy is hot on his foot. Too much masculinity is suffocating me with my unruly hormones.

"Get her cleaned up Kero", he ordered.

"Are you out of your mind? You cant be serious. He is a man I cant suppository change in front of him".

"You have two option either he cleans you up or I will. And I am sure you don't want me to be there when you change?"

"I might as well be like this for the rest of my life before exposing my body in front of either of you".

Kero held my hand and starting dragging me out of the room. I resisted. He picked me out in his arms and I started kicking him. "How dare you touch me? Put me down now or I will..."

He didn't say a single word. I bit on his shoulder but even that didn't do anything. He took the stairs carrying me as if I weighed nothing. I hit him punched him but he was oblivious of everything I did. My eyes started burning and tears threaten to fall but I will not cry in front of him. I will fight I am strong enough for that. I will not let him touch me.

I dumped me on the bed. And went to the cupboard. I took that opportunity to run. Even thought my legs were giving up I ran down the stairs towards the exit of the house. But before I could reach the door I was collided with a wall. No it wasn't a wall it was ADITYA HARSH VARDHAN HOODA. He held both my shoulders and jerked me to look up.

"Really?"

"Please...", I cried, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"You badly need punishment Miss Siddiqui. I guess your father didn't do a good job by raising a girl like you".

"Please don't let Kero touch me", I pleaded.

"I will handle you myself then Miss Siddiqui".

"You can't force me ADITYA HARSH VARDHAN HOODA. This is wrong".

"I never portrayed myself to be a polite man ZS".