"Being rude will not change the fact that you have two crutches as bodyguards now," he replied arrogantly.
I did not expect him to say that, I thought his words were always censored as fuck and being rude was not in his dictionary.
I stared at him with my mouth wide open not believing my ears.
'Did he just say that? Who really is this man that is sitting beside me?' I wandered straining my brain for answers.
I still had my mouth perched open with eyes staring blankly at his pure temerity which had bashfully eradicated from him.
I was too blind in shock that I did not notice him shift a bit further to hook my chin in his hands, closing my mouth.
"I do not want this beautiful princess swallowing a fly," he added.
Shaking my head while blinking severally, I said in a quivery voice because I was yet to recover from the shock.
"Get... your... (stuttering) hands off me Sir," still maintaining the respect title.
