"I hope karma slaps in your face before I do."

✿ ♡ ♡

*Smack*

*Smack*

Without thinking the future consequences of her current actions Saanvi could not help but smack the crap out of her pervert enemy. She even forgot Whose son was Richie? And what would the future holds for her?

With her long solid weapon 'spatula' she attacked the pervert man's small peanut sized buttock with double force and fierceness he had used to hit on her butt without her permission. Her butt wasn't public temple bell to hit anytime with your hands. It was her private property.

Her eyes went red with anger and frustration as she started shouting at him enough to get every single customer's attention on them.

"Is this enough huh!?"

"Smacking any lady's behind is fun right? Let's have some fun together then?"

"Hey!!! Hey?!! Ah! What are--- you Ah! doing yo--u crazy bitc ouch-- oo*"

Richie tried to avoid the hits from the small insane woman by moving his body like jelly but to no use. She was just madly smacking in all the right directions.

If he moved right she would hit on right. If he moved forward she would move forward with that heavy steel made spatula.

By now his behind was starting to hurt. He wanted to rub it so badly but the crazy woman wasn't stopping even after cursing her with bad words and he can hurt his hand in process of trying to shield his behind.

So he did only the vice thing, jumping like frog wiggling his ass like a frog (🐸) in process left, right and forward.

"Bella owe!!ah! why are you standing like a-a fool ouch!! Co-- stop.. "

Hearing her name Bella tried to step forward for help but halted meeting Saanvi's dangerous bloodshot eyes. She gulped, suddenly scared of how this innocent bunny turned into a mad bull in matter of seconds. They were just having fun and suddenly someone attacked Richie from behind.

So, she instead of going forward took small steps back, nervously. Richie can handle little hits, why she should involve in his business. She thought, and just watched getting his ass beaten up by this small foreign girl.

"Ou-- he-elp witc--ow!" Richie continued to curse and scream loudly but when noticed the crowd of peoples were watching him getting beaten up by Spatula, by a harmless little woman, his face instantly flushed with anger and embarrassment.

How dare this worthless woman daring to hit him inside his own pub? Who does she think she is to, humiliate me?

Suddenly he stopped wiggling around in pain and stood straight with determination to teach her a good lesson to even looking in his way. He wasn't someone, worthless people can push around. So he got ready to attack unaware of devil's arrival at the scene.

When Saanvi first entered the kitchen to look for anything to get revenge on the pervert son of her boss her eyes first fell above the sharp silvery glitter of big kinfe.

She imagined stabbing the guy with this on his butt continuously without stopping but suddenly the picture changed and Viraj's smirking face flashed across her eyes. She wasn't still over with the hurt of betrayal from the one she trusted most and was thirsty to get her revenge from him. I won't leave you this easily Viraj.

She was fed up with everyone trying to push her around like a helpless girl with innocent mind. She wasn't that fool. And no one was allowed to manipulate her trust on them anymore.

After calming herself she settled for now with fat spatula since she wasn't sure of charges of murder here in London for her for stabbing a pervert boss who harasses his employees.

Unaware of Richie's stiff body ready to attack her back she continued to smack him while shouting releasing her anger with Viraj all at once.

She was so lost in anger not actually towards him but towards her past betrayal memories, she did not notice Richie's fist directly coming towards her face with force.

Suddenly in midst of her crowded thoughts and actions she was suddenly tightly held by her shoulders. It was a blur when her body was pushed back and behind a broad clothed back.

*Thud*

Crowd: *gasp sound*

The sound of someone falling on the ground and the peoples inside the pub gasping loudly made her more confused. What just happened?

With puzzled expressions she looked up at the back of a man facing her. Her eyes trailed up bewildered and stopped to the back of his head. Instantly her brain clicked with realisation. Is it him? He came back?

To confirm her doubts she moved around him to get a view of his head but was obstructed.

She felt her stepping up on something and suprised, she stared at the brown shoes of a man. Oh dear I actually stepped on someone's leg.

She quickly backed away 'Sorry' and then her eyes fell on the scene in front of her. Her eyes widened in shock.

The man she was beating without any care and was in reality removing all her pent up anger was lying on the ground.. dead..! Okay not dead.. but, unconscious.

Who did this? I surely did not. Oh my god! I'm going to the jail. I don't even know London's law for killing a man.. umm okay beating a man and making him faint..

"Are you hurt?"

Her head shot up hearing the familiar deep masculine voice of a man.

Her breath hitched.

It was a wrong reaction. Eyes widened she came directly eye to eye with the same shade of dark grey orbs she has many times witnessed in her dreams staring at her closely. He was close. So close for her fragile heart to start beating faster than normal.

His eyes held a faint emotion of concern as it roamed all over face without stopping at any particular place.

"He did not touch you?"

Another question was thrown in her way as Saanvi just felt her body frozen and did not move. Just move away! She wanted to scream so badly at him.

Ofcourse she has many times stood in front of him, spoken to him, and even served him food or whatever he asked but this time was different.

No. He wasn't even touching any part of her body but the distance between them were so less she felt goosebumps on her arms without even touching him. It must be the cold air. Now suddenly it was so hard to speak, and the look in his eyes made him more attractive and appealing to her to reach out and really touch him.

Dammit! Who made this man? This should be a crime. UgH! Just move away you Beautiful God Man. I CANNOT AFFORD YOU!

"Saanvi"

Her widened eyes dilated even more in shock. By now her eyes mostly resembled the size of cow's big sparkling orbs. He called her name.

Name.. name.. my name..

"Saanvi"

Yes her name..

One more word from his mouth and she quickly came out from her drooling thoughts. He was even more sexy calling her name by this thick British accent of his.

"Ah! Yes?"

She tried to play cool but the slowly moving blood towards her neck gave her away. She was feeling her whole face heat up with slowly blood rushing all over her face.

"You are not hurt anywhere? Where did he hit you?"

"You did this?" She quickly pointed to the man still lying unconscious on the floor like a dead fish.

He nodded once.

While his eyes fixed on her own silently, with every ounce of emotions completely disappearing.

"Why?"

Saanvi avoided his stare and instead continued to observe the small details of his face. Because ofcourse she wasn't getting this close chance anytime soon. And he was out of her league. *Sigh* He is so perfect to be declared sacred.

There was a pause before he started speaking again.

"He was about to hit you again."

So I punched him instead to protect you.

Saanvi's eyes snapped back to look at his mysterious grey orbs. A sudden sensation of warmth without warning entered her body and she couldn't help but stare at him. She wanted to say 'thankyou' but something struck in her throat and she gave him a small faint smile in return curving her lips upwards.

Andres' heart skipped a beat. She was so beautiful with cute little smile adorning her small face. It was rare for him to feel this towards any woman. So why was she exception?

He suddenly wanted to close the gap between them and pull her into his arms but this was not the right time. He needs to wait to claim her as his rightful wife.

Wife? This foreign word somehow made his cold heart feeling warmth and the level of protective instinct he felt towards her was exceeding his expectations with every passing second.

"Where did he hit you before?" Andes remembered about the message from one of his bodyguard and frowned. If she is hurt even a scratch I might deal with this man again? This time with more harsh methods.

"Hit me? Who?" Saanvi frowned not understanding anything.

Andres tilted his head a little and looked at Richie who was not coming back to conciousness anytime soon.

"This man hit you before. Where are you hurt? Should I call the doctor to check up on it?"

He looked at his wife puzzled as suddenly her whole face turned more redder than before instantly. Her skin glowed bright red and she lowered her head looking at the ground.

"I-- am not hurt." Her voice came low as she was still looking down at the ground. "He did not hit me anywhere."

Hearing her denial Andres moved his eyes to look at the one who sent him the message.

The bulky man was feeling embarrassed as well. He did not know how to tell his boss about a pervert guy hitting Lady Boss' .... uhm..! So he just reported the news simple and less frightening for him to handle.

Big Boss I am innocent. He did hit Lady Boss. The bodyguard wanted to scream these words to Andres but he forced his mouth to remain shut and endured his boss' calculative questioning stare.

Saanvi embarrassed looked up after collecting all the courage and decided to drop the bomb. It doesn't matter if he would laugh at her after hearing her words. Right? Let's get over it.

"He...e.. Ahem!" She cleared her throat and spoke with low whispered voice "He had hit me on my butt not anywhere else."

Sigh. She said it. She just wished he did not hear her. It was just a whisper anyway.

The man's clear dark eyes turned cold along with his heart as he lowered his eyelids hiding.

His sharp face went again to its normal poker expressions hiding the dangerous glint continuosly flashing through his eyes. He did heard her. And it wasn't ending good.

The bodyguard's can feel the change, & cold aura excluding from their big Boss suddenly because of their experience so they subconsciously took small steps back in precaution.

Better safe than sorry.

**

Ring~~

Jhonny, one of the bodyguard's phone suddenly ringed making the loud ringing noise inside the silent atmosphere of pub.

He quickly picked it up and replied through his bluetooth attached to his ear.

It was second Boss' call.

"Yes Second Boss."

["Jhonny where's brother. I cannot reach him. He is not picking up my call. Pass him your phone. I want to speak to him now."]

His determined eyes turned back to look at his big boss looking colder than Antarctica standing quietly beside the Lady Boss.

"I'm sorry Second Boss but Big boss is busy." And I do not wish to become one of the martyr this soon.

["Busy wooing his wife. I know. Now hand him the phone."]

"Aaaa..! Actually I unable second Boss. He is indeed busy with Lady Boss but.. not that way.."

["Speak clear boy..] Alan spoke impatiently.

"He is fighting to a ugly man who bullied our Lady Boss."

["WHAT! and you are telling me this now. I am coming. Wait! I need to get some snacks too. I cannot miss this drama. He is enjoying there while I am struck here working my life away."] Finally some gossips.

Peep..peep..

And he hung up.

Have I said something wrong?

**

"Let's leave."

Andres said two words after a small silence and turned to move.

Saanvi was surprised. He isn't laughing at me.

She did not have much time to think anymore as she saw him leaving from the scene. She wasn't sure why but she too started to run after him.

She stopped when a thought of unconscious Richie came to her mind.

"Hey Wait! What about--"

she turned to look behind her and cut her off in middle. Something was missing. The spot where the unconscious brown haired man was lying was shining and clean. Infact he was missing.

"Where did he go?"

And that's when her eyes fell towards the door. Two mens in professional black suits were dragging him out of the pub and then disappeared with Richie's body. Not holding or anything but dragging his body on ground heartlessly. *Sigh* Why I am enjoying violence? And this seems so satisfying too.

She tore her eyes away from the unbelievable scene and quickly turned back to follow the leaving figure of her mysterious man.

Thankfully she wasn't late and was able to catch him.

She kept her hands on her knees and took small amount of air into her lungs. He is so fast. I want long legs too. I am not short okay. According to my country I'm average loser.

She just looked away for a moment and he was out of her sight.

There he was standing erect in front of a black shining car. His eyes staring in distant. By looks on his face it was clear he was in deep thought. While his God like body shining under sun he remained stood in same position. More like Devil standing under bright sun.

She smiled to herself and moved to reach him but she froze her eyebrows knitted together when she noticed the unburnt cigarette between his fingers.

Subconsciously She glared at the small harmful thing with hatred. I can kill him if wants to die that badly from diseases? I swear I'll try to make it painless as possible.

Feeling the intensity of hard glare Andres' eyes shot up to look at his wife staring with distaste to his hands. He followed her glare and understood the source of her hatred. One corner of his lips lifted up in hidden smile. This woman so unpredictable and cute.

Still staring at her frozen figure he loosened his hold on the untouched thing between his fingers. An instantly it fell from his fingers and to the ground without any sound.

Saanvi's eyes followed the small movement and satisfied she watched the beautiful man step above it crushing it beneath with his shoes while closing the distance between them. Her face turned normal a satisfied smile lightning her whole face.

He stopped in front of her, pushing his both hands inside his pant's pockets.

"I'll take you home. It is not good to stay here any longer. Moreover your shift overs by now." He looked at his watch and nodded once.

"So you actually know when my shift ends huh?" She blurted out and realising her blunt words pulled her lips inside her mouth embarrassed.

She was thankful he ignored her comment and just continued to look at her.

She hesitated and looked at the car behind him and yes his bodyguard's too. It was not considered safe to be alone with a stranger. She trusted him for unknown reasons but she was still cautious. Should she go with him? Or not?

"No need. I-I'll take a taxi."

She watched how he did not say anything just cocked his head to side and instantly one of the tall built mens with bulging muscles walked up to them.

"Call a taxi."

She kept her mouth shut just watching curiously how his brain functions. She did not need to wait a whole minute when a taxi was standing in front of her. Door open for her to get inside like a queen of London herself.

So she quietly took her seat now without any excuses.

After getting comfortable on her seat she was about to open her mouth in a thankyou when something more shocking happened.

She did not notice when this beautiful unknown stranger she had still no clue about took a seat beside her closing the door behind him.

"You are coming with me?"

She asked suprised. He got comfortable in his seat before turning his body towards her and lowered his to her level.

"Cannot leave a lady on her own" He smiled.

Driver: *cough* *cough*

Saanvi: (@) *mouth open*

Saanvi's eyes bulged out. Can he not always smile at her without warning. She just continued to stare directly at his eyes with beating heart.

She got her senses back when the taxi suddenly started moving. She quickly dragged her butt step back and turned away with red face covering her face with her dark hairs by bending her head.

Stealthy she peeked between her hairs and thankfully he was sitting back on his seat. Like a real statue of king. And then she looked inside the rearview rearview mirror analysing the unusual fixed gaze of the taxi driver towards the attractive man beside her.

Suddenly she felt trapped between these two mens. One was sitting in driver's seat wearing a stupid dark purple cap hiding his golden shining hairs and another giving her a breathtaking smiles.

She touched her light weight ring which was now become her habit to take reassurance from it.

She still remembered the mischievous words of this golden haired handsome man. God! He actually called his brother to drive her home in a taxi.

Definitely a tiring unusual day in history.

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Bella's escape short story:

Crowd: *gasp*

Richie: *falling on ground* *lost consciousness*

Bella: I don't care about this idiot man. Let's just run away before I am thrown between the fight.

Bella: blending in crowd, reaching the back door of pub.

*Run*

Someone gabbed her from behind.

" Give us your all the money girl or die"

Pocket knife clutched around her neck.

The end~

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