Advika's pov
The SUV came to a smooth halt.
He turned to me, his expression unreadable. The tear was not slipping anymore from my eyes
"Listen carefully," he said. "No one in that hall knows who you are. Your father kept you hidden and didn't do anything stupid."
My chest tightened, but I nodded.
He stepped out first, confidence radiating from every movement. Seconds later, my door opened. He stood there like a king welcoming someone into his domain, his hand extended toward me.
"Hold my hand," he ordered quietly.
I placed my hand in his. I hesitated because I didn't want to hold his hand . I hate him. A few moments ago he was taking me forcefully. But he gave me his dangerous glare.
His fingers closed around mine, firm and possessive, grounding me whether I wanted it or not.
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