Ek Boond Ishq❤️‍🔥

V.

Siddharth was kicked in the stomach and felt so much pain his face turned white. This one kick was the same as killing him.

He was already a temperamental person, and still endured being tossed around by Shehnaaz for half the previous night. Nonetheless, shehnaaz wasn’t the least bit thankful and even bit the hand that fed her.

He immediately chased after Shehnaaz with a threatening gaze and vowed to strangle her to death.

As soon as he pushed open the door to Shehnaaz’s room, he found her nervously applying makeup in a flustered and hurried manner.

Her foundation was too liquidy, the pre-makeup cream was all over the place, the eyebrow pencil line was crooked. At any rate, all the steps were messed up.

The more flustered she was, the worse her face became.

What the hell was she doing?

He was still angry that she kicked him for no reason and coldly asked her, “shehnaaz, what are you doing?”

When Shehnaaz heard his voice, she was so startled her hands shook and the lipstick she was applying strayed from her lips to her cheek, drawing a thick red line across her face.

She looked at him with a cold and overbearing expression and calmly stated, “You’re back.”

That was the attitude of the Shehnaaz he was accustomed to.

Cold, arrogant, and extremely annoying.

However, today’s Shehnaaz… He looked at her messy makeup and he couldn’t resist lifting the corner of his mouth at the contrast of her miserable appearance and aloof attitude.

While giving her sorry figure a second glance, he noticed that her fingers were shaking distinctly, as if she was extremely nervous and afraid.

Has Shehnaaz always been this nervous while facing him?

She definitely usually acted this icily arrogant, which precisely made him loathe her to no ends.

Suddenly, the look in shehnaaz’s eyes changed. She glanced at his body and her face instantly turned bright red. She lowered her gaze and her fists clenched tighter.

Siddharth noticed that he was feeling slightly cold and looked down at himself to see his naked body. He soundlessly walked to pull the quilt on Shehnaaz’s bed and wrapped it around him.

Shehnaaz was extremely stiff and didn’t dare make a single movement.

She looked like a vulnerable little rabbit that had entered the lion’s den. The poor prey could only tremble in fright while facing the intimidating predator.

He noticed her little gestures, and suddenly felt like all the feelings of shame repressed in his heart had melted away.

It turned out shehnaaz was actually afraid of him.

He angrily yelled at Shehnaaz, “If you’re sick, go to the doctor. Don’t call me in the middle of the night. Do you know you look awful like a hanging ghost ?”

After saying his piece, Siddharth paid special attention to Shehnaaz’s reaction.

After hearing his sentence, Shehnaaz’s face immediately lost it’s healthy flush and turned deathly pale.

He confirmed his conjecture, he could manipulate her emotions at will.

He smiled coldly, turned around, and left.

There were so many people who liked him, why did he need to acknowledge a single Shehnaaz?

what a joke!!