BLOODY FIGHT

THIRD PERSON POV

The next time Arjun opened his eyes, he noted a lot of things. There was another warm body pressed to his. One hand on his chest and a leg above his thighs. A crease formed on his forehead. This was not how he laid beside her.

Somehow he felt relaxed and his headache was long gone. From the small window of the room, he could see the sky has turned dark.

There was a persistent knock on the door. For a moment, he could not comprehend if it was still nighttime or early morning.

That is when the realization struck him like a lightning bolt. He had slept. No, slash it. He had overslept. He slept so much that he could not even guess if its night or morning. He had slept without any nightmares. There was no blood, no screams, no gun, and no death in his sleep.

No, he was not supposed to sleep here. He was supposed to just lie down for some time and leave for his room and continue his day. He was not supposed to sleep with his enemy’s daughter. He was not supposed to ge