Naina lowered her eyes to Shyam's hand, holding hers possessively while he led her to elevator. She felt like breaking free from his hold, but something kept her in place as she obediently followed him.
Nauna looked at him from the corner of her eyes and saw his murderous expression. Not even a minute later, the elevator stopped again. Shyam stepped more closer towards Naina as people still kept pushing on them to get inside. Afraid that he might hurt her, he stepped to the side a little and put both arms to her side to cage her in and protect her from others.
Naina suddenly froze on the floor, giving him a shocked glance but Shyam didn't noticed it. This close proximity was making her heart go wild, beating like a drumming box. She just didn't know where she should keep her eyes at. She could feel his hard chest in front of her and his strong arms wrapped her on her sides.
She looked up just when he was still looking down at her. For a moment, Naina was stunned. As they both stared into each other's eyes, Naina blinked her eyes a few times, already awkward with his intense eyes. Naina avoided his gaze, coughing to clear her throat.
"His eyes looked so mesmerizing" Naina thought before a half smile split in her face. "Naina! Crazy! What are you thinking right now?" She cringed in her mind sensing back to reality. She gulped and tried so hard to calm her restless heart.
Meanwhile Shyam kept his eyes trained on her. Her dark brown hair fell freely across her shoulders and from the peripheral side of her face she looked really pretty, more than most girls he had seen. He wondered what was so unique about her that he couldn't take her off his mind.
For a moment his cold face disappeared and a warm small smile could be seen in his face. When giving her a closer look, his eyes darkened again when his gaze landed on her snow-white chest and her cleavage. His hands that were pressing the elevator wall unconsciously tightened up.
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After they stepped out, Shyam was still holding her hands. Naina was looking at their clasp hands and spoke, "Director, Can you let go of my hand?" She wasn't comfortable with them holding hands.
Shyam stopped on his strides and briefly glanced at her small hand in his big strong palm, before letting go of her hand.
"Get in the car."
Pulling up the Maybach door, Shyam told Naina. She immediately slid down at the passenger seat and sat quietly. Naina keenly observes Shyam's every action. He had big steps walking around the car and sat in the driver's seat. The silence inside is deafening her. Shyam hasn't said a word yet since he starts the car. He steers the wheel with no emotion on his face until they exit the hotel's main gate.
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Naina looked at Shyam from her peripheral vision. She continued to looked at him and said, "I'm sorry".
Shyam snapped his head to look at Naina, "Why are you apologising to me?". He asked before he focused his attention on the road ahead of them.
The traffic light shone red again, making Shyam stop until he could continue driving. "Did you get hurt anywhere?" Shyam asked, both of his hands tightening on the steering wheel.
"Umm... I am good". Naina pushed a gentle smile. "Naina, How can you smile like that?" Shyam narrowed his eyes as he slowed down and looked at her face more intensely.
"What do you mean?" Naina shot her eyes up, confusion was written all over the face.
"Why did wear that kind of clothes, you need to dress more conservatively." Shyam was currently boring a hole in her head with his gaze.
Naina hardened her gaze and stared at him with a dangerous glint in her eyes. "Are you saying that I lured that guy with my dress?".
He gazed at her silently for a couple of minutes and the defiant way at which Naina was staring at him didn't die down not even for a second.
"Hey! I don't mean it that way". He heaves a long deep breath with his eyes shut for a second, slowing down his car again.