Can't he talk to me softly like his brother Kabir. **You are making issue for no reason Nidzee, you know that's how he always talk.** Damn! This inner voice, it sometimes frustrates me more than Dark.
Pulling me close to him, he rested his fingers under my chin and then lifted my face so that he can look into my eyes.
"Let it out" he demanded again.
Licking my lips with all the tension I inhale a deep breath to calm myself. I know that I shouldn't feel such anxiety but I don't know why I am going through with those these stupid emotions.
"I... I am... Hungry .. I want to have something delicious" I somehow managed to let it out of my mouth.
Something delicious! Damn! His chefs cooks delicious food but they don't the local food of Mumbai which my dad used to bring for me. Here, al
