In the opaque space, a shocked silence spanned over all the edge; Jiya was sitting in leaned back position on the chair, her back crown laid on the top rail of the headrest. Virat's constant threats echoed in her mind, soon the events which occurred before he left the room blacked out flashed in front of her eyes.
?“Remember one thing well…………. If…….What you said proved to be a lie………then…….whatever I will do with you won’t be good…?..........” ?he said in his husky voice by giving stress to last words in a menacing tone, with so much intensity in eyes which tremble Jiya in fear.
“His intense gaze………… O…God ……I feel so scared… it gives me dangerous vibes …….…the way he looks at me like he’s twittering on my soul…… his eyes were clearly telling that he is not talking in the air……….t
