Chapter 11 - Her Anger

"Bitch, today no one can save you from me! I swear to God!" Neha roared looking at the terrified receptionist who was ready to run any second but her fear wasn't letting her move her legs.

Neha was about to move towards her to hit her but two strong arms pulled her away from the receptionist and she crashed into that person's chest. She was struggling in his arms in anger, not trying to see who it was!

"Leave me! I will kill her!" Neha screamed while wriggling in his arms but she wasn't able to get out of his grip because of his firm grip on her waist and the back of her head.

"Shhh... relax! I am here." Rudra soothingly whispered in her ear like he is talking to a baby.

Hearing his voice, she looked up at his face which was showing worry for her! His voice did calm her a little bit but not totally!

She just kept looking at him silently with her still raging anger and he looked towards the receptionist!

"I am sorry for whatever she said!" Rudra told the receptionist softly and jealousy attacked Neha's heart like thorns.

She gripped his suit in her fists and he could feel her anger radiating but ignored her and just held her protectively in his embrace.

"Sorry? Just sorry? She was about to hit me, Sir! And you are saying sorry and trying to protect her like she is a baby! I will go to the police station and file a complaint against her!" The receptionist said fuming and Neha instantly glared at her and because of it, the receptionist took some steps back in fear.

"I know, sorry isn't enough for what she did to you! But don't trouble yourself by going to the police station as she is mentally unstable. She has a dual personality. What you have seen is not her real personality. Even if you want to go to the police station, you can go. I have proof to show them!" Rudra told her honestly and his too much honesty triggered Neha's anger more!

Mentally unstable? Did he call me fucking mentally unstable? Oh God, where are you? Tell me, I am dreaming! Because if it's not a dream then Rudra, you are going to pay very hard for calling me mental! Just wait and watch, what this mental does to you! Neha thought while pulling his suit more tightly that she tore it apart by hands only and she started regretting faking her personality disorder as he was introducing her as mental in front of everyone.

"If she is a psycho then why is she roaming around outside and not admitted into a mental hospital?" The receptionist spoke looking at her with disgust!

"You should thank God that you are still alive to speak shit about me!" Neha said to her, smiling broadly.

"Neha, please!" Rudra insisted so that she can keep her mouth shut for some time until he handles the matter.

"You meet me alone later, I will take your class!" Neha whispered to Rudra with a smile and he understands everything in the world but he couldn't understand the real meaning behind her words.

"See how she is threatening me?" The receptionist spoke trying to make the matter bigger and Neha rolled her eyes seeing her overacting.

"Sorry again, you will get compensation for this!" Rudra said and money did it's work, making the receptionist shut up as she knew she can't win over the situation no matter what she says or does!

"Everyone go back to your work!" Rudra ordered them and while they were leaving, he could hear their gossip which was "So it's true! Sir is really in a relationship with that girl! Did you notice his concern for that girl and how he was holding her in his arms?".

Rudra ignored their gossip and looked at Neha who was still tearing his suit while keeping his head on his chest, listening to the music his heartbeat was making.

"You have ruined my 300k suit!" Rudra said with amusement and removed her vice-like grip from his suit in a second.

"Fuck your 300k suit! You have angered 7 billion worth of Neha who is only one piece in this world!" She roared scratching his shirt like a kitten, making him more amused.

"Cursing doesn't suit you!" Rudra said smiling while tracing her lips with his thumb.

If I hadn't been angry, I would have claimed him right here, Neha thought-feeling hot all over her body just because of his mere touch and she almost dropped the idea of finding out the truth from him.

Why is she here? I know it's not her anymore but why is her other personality so interested in me? We are still just strangers, then why? Oh, God! I want to see her real self, I want to talk to her real self! Rudra thought as he was badly missing the innocence in her that he saw years ago.

"Neha, why are you here? You are supposed to be in the hospital?" Rudra asked, becoming serious again and Neha looked at him differently.

"You left me there alone!" She shouted glaring daggers at him.

"I didn't leave you alone, Piya was there for you and why are you so interested in me? We barely know each other then why would I stay there for you?" Rudra asked and Neha was about to say something but she stopped herself.

"Tell me, why?" He asked while decreasing the smallest gap between them and for the first time, she started feeling intimidated and butterflies started playing football in her tummy because of his intense gaze.

Before she could answer him, she lost consciousness in his arms, feeling dizzy due to not eating anything. He picked her up in his arms and walked out of the building.

Till then Rishabh ran behind him breathing heavily. Rudra kept Neha inside the backseat.

"Sir, is Ma'am okay?" Rishabh asked looking at unconscious Neha while Rudra again felt weird in his heart as Rishabh called her 'Ma'am' with respect.

Isn't that what everyone is supposed to call his future wife?

"I don't know. Let's go to the penthouse!" Rudra spoke sitting beside her and holding her in his arms protectively.

Now, I am sure! Sir, is into her! Finally, someone can make him smile, Rishabh thought, chuckling and sat in the driver's seat.