Inaya died at the moment, his glare was so intense that she felt her palms running wet with sweat and all over her face, the sweat beads formed. And when Riyan aggressively walked towards her and spoke dangerously, she went still like a statue. " What the heck are you doing here with this guy? ".... He eyed her with clenched teeth while Inaya's knees went weak.
She had no guts to open her mouth in front of him. She could not even counter back or charge him as in who was he to ask her. This was her personal, whether she roams around with Arman or for that matter with Mahir, his cousin, it should not bother her. It was her f*****g life, but she stood there rooted with thumping heart and lips sealed tight.
Nonetheless, Arman creased his forehead out of thought watching Riyan's rude behavi
