"Step in !" He repeats coldly, to which she exhales out her long held breath, the breath which she was holding in her lungs right from the time, she got in front of his room. She is in no mood to stand his dictating behaviour, and so, she looks away from him, swirling on her heels, She Starts to drift away from him, when he steps out of his room, Grasping her wrist, he pulls her Inside the room, shutting the door Close.
"What Are u are doing !" A frustrated cry left her lips, as He pins her against the close door. His dark eyes rests on her face and she Stares back at him with those Frustrated, angry, brownish, beautiful orbs of her, which still holds warmth for him in it. One thing is for sure, That she cant be like him, She cant be cold like him, her eyes are always warm & expressive, s
