Our journey from engagement to marriage by Shipra Saini (surface ebook reader TXT) 📕

"Don't mix your personal and professional life together. Respect your every employee instead of whoring around." Siddharth turn to the manager and said to him with same dangerous and rage fill voice.

"Excuse me...who the hell are you talking to me and my girlfriend like that." Manager pushed Siddharth  by his chest.

"Siddharth.." I gasped.

Siddharth  punched manager in his face. He fell on the floor and his nose started bleeding. Siddhartha make stand him by holding his collar.

"I'm sure you don't wanna know who the hell I am. My one phone call and you are jobless and if you can't handle your job then leave it because next time anything happen  to my Preeti or I will see a single tear in her eyes I swear to God I will ruin  this company and will fuck your life  even before you blink. You don't know how far I can go for her and trust me I love to bulli them who try to mess with me or the person I love. This is my favorite game in college and I will love to play this again." Siddharth  said with his greeted  teeth then  pushed the manager back and leave his collar.

Then he took out his phone from his jeans pocket and transfer money in company's account.

Siddharth intertwine our hands and drag me outside the door.
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We were standing in a parking lot of my office near his car. My head is bent down and tears are keep falling from my eyes.

"Why do you work at such place where you don't get respect, where everyone treats you like a trash." He said moving his hand in his hair to control his anger. I feel very small and disgust myself in front of him.

"What if I didn't come in time huh..and most importantly why didn't you take a stand for yourself when she was insulting you with mean words and instead of that you take stand for me.. Why Preeti...why?" He said angrily to me.

All this time I lower my head down and continue sobbing and sniffling. I am a cry mess now. I don't have a courage  to face him. He saw the part of my life which I don't want him to see. I don't have any answer of his question. I stood there quietly.

"Say something damn it" He punched his car beside  my head. I gasped in fear and put my both hand on my face due to fear. I don't  have enough courage to face his anger. I sob slowly under my hands.

Siddharth slowly removed  my hand from my face and pull me in a tight hug. I hug him back and hide my face on his chest. He nuzzled his face in the crook of my neck and inhaled my scent deeply to calm himself. Fresh tears escape from my eyes and I nuzzleed more to his chest while sniffing silently. I tightened my hold around his waist like my life is depends on him.

" I am sorry for being a dick. I shouldn't have snapped at you." He said on my shoulder and pull me closer to him if that possible. My cheeks redden hearing  his cursing. He has a blunt tongue.

"No, it's not your fault. Please don't blame yourself." I said while sniffing.

He broke the hug and touched our foreheads.

"Preeti promise me you will not be this weak next time when someone will say inappropriate things to you. Promise me you will stand for yourself." He whispered. I slowly nodded my head as 'yes.'

He kissed on my forehead and I closed my eyes, leaning to his kiss when he comfort me. My heart is beating fast but at the same time it feels calm.

"I really hate these tears in your eyes." He whispered while wiping  my fresh tears which just streamed out from my eyes and looked into my eyes with so much emotions and care. But his eyes are showed pain unlike other days when he looked at me. I know he is also hurt looking at me like this. I can't afford to look more in his eyes so lower my eyelids and gasped when I saw blood is oozing out from the knuckles of his hand.

"You hurt yourself." I said while holding his hand in mine which he used to puch manager and his car. He had a buries in his hand and blood is coming out from the small cut.

"It's nothing. I'm fine." He said while taking back his hand from mine.

"No, let me take care of it. Please open the car." I said looking at him worriedly. More tears came from my eyes when I saw blood in his hand. This happened because of him. He hurt himself because of me.

He open the lock of car with the car keys.  I opened the passenger door and hopped inside to search the first aid box. I found it in a reck front of passenger seat. I turn and gestured him to sit in the car. He walked around and set on the driver seat. I closed the passenger door when he hopped  inside the car. I know he is still upset. I can see in his eyes. They are not glistening the way when he meet me. The glow in his eyes  is missing.

I turn to his side and took  his hand in mine and check  it. I feel hurt to look at his wounded hand. I looked at him and he is already looking at me. My vision get blurry due to tears in my eyes  but I don't  let them fall.

"Why do you have to hit the car... now look what happen." I said in my shaky voice.

"Preeti don't worry, I'm fine, it's nothing." He said looking at me.

I took a sprite bottle from kit and socked the cotton in sprit .

"It will hurt little." I said looking at him. He nodded his head. I clean the wound with the help of cotton  and spirit.

He winced in pain.

"I am sorry..." I gasped.

"It's Okey Preeti... It's nothing." He whispered looking at me.

I cleaned his wound again, this time very carefully. He looked at me with intensely and look my every move. I can feel his heated gaze on me boring the holes in my body.

Then I take the ointment and apply on it carefully. I looked for the bandage but I could not find it inside the first aid kit.

"Where is bandage?" I asked looking inside the kit.

"I don't know. It's okey, leave it I'm fine."  He said.

"No.." I said looking at him.