Kyra

I opened my eyes and looked into the most beautiful pair of blue eyes that I have ever seen, they almost sparkled and the gorgeous, chiseled angelic face mesmerised me, then slowly as the fog started to lift from my mind, I realised that this handsome face belonged to a "MAN", a stranger who was practically hovering over me while I was lying down on a "BED" in what appeared to be a "HOTEL ROOM".

I screamed, as loud as I could and tried to push him of me, so that I could get away, but he was too quick and I was too slow because suddenly a hand covered my mouth and he caught my arm and pulled me back under him. I started thrashing and struggling to get free, and then I heard his captivating and commanding deep voice say, "Calm down, you are safe, Relax, take a deep breath and calm down."

For some reason my body and mind, unknowingly obeyed his command and I started relaxing. That's when he removed his hand from my mouth and got off me and I sat on the edge of the bed, as far from him as possible, with what seems to be his jacket wrapped around me.

The stranger then calmly spoke, "My name is Reyansh Alex Kapoor, and as I was driving by I heard a loud banging noise and a woman's scream coming from the back alley, so I decided to check it out. I witnessed that you were surrounded by a large group of masked and armed men, and it seemed like a robbery, so I stepped in to help you. But you were unconscious and wounded, so I brought you back to this hotel to help you, as I couldn't find any doctor on short notice today, on account of it being a holiday for the festival of Holi."

He continued, "Could you kindly tell me your name? and give me your family or friend's contact information, so that I can ask them to come and take you home. The reason I was hovering over you, was so that I could stop the bleeding and treat the gash on your forehead and not because I'm some creep."

My brain was working overtime to comprehend the overload of information. But the way he systematically explained really helped me process things. I was also enthralled with that handsome face, the muscular yet toned physique wrapped in an expensive suit and the way he spoke so confidently with a commanding and masculine voice, that I totally forgot that he had asked me a question.

As though he knew that I was mesmerised by him, he prompted with a cocky smirk, " If you're done ogling me then can you tell me your name?"

My face flushed with embarrassment and I quickly answered, "I wasn't ogling you, I am Kyra Oberoi of the Oberoi Empire."

He smirked, "That's debatable, Ms. Oberoi and how do I know that you aren't lying about your identity?"

I sputtered, "I'm not lying, I am Kyra Oberoi of the Billionaire Oberoi family."

He chucked, "Someone gets frazzled very easily. Don't worry I believe you, I was just teasing. And Wow! just my luck that I saved the beautiful heir to the Billion dollar Empire, huh?"

I blushed in embarrassment and attempted to stand, but all of a sudden my head started to spin and throb. I could feel burning pain in various parts of my body, like my wrists, arms, knees and face and there was a man's suit jacket wrapped around me, and that's when the memories of the disaster of a morning hit me and I remembered everything that happened.

Just as I was about to collapse with the sudden rush of memories, Reyansh effortlessly caught me and helped me sit on the bed.

He soothingly said, "Hey, hey take it easy, you've been through a lot, let me get you a pain killer and a glass of water. Then let me know where all it's hurting and I'll clean the wound and put some antiseptic ointment, which will numb the pain temporarily."

Dutifully and as though I was functioning on autopilot, I swallowed the medicine he handed me and I proceeded to tell him where all it hurt. Suddenly, I realised that, I was taking medicines and showing my injuries, to a virtual stranger, seems like the concussion made me forgot about 'stranger danger'. Even though he told me his name, that did not prove that I knew anything about him or his character, for all I knew he could be the devil in disguise.

Also, how did he know about any other injuries?, why was he being so caring? and most suspicious of all was that how had he not known my identity?, that too living in our city it was next to impossible. I eyed him with renewed suspicion and doubt.

Somehow he sensed my suspicion and apprehension of him, and said, "Ask me anything you want, and I will answer truthfully. But I have one condition, for every wound you let me clean with an antiseptic, I will answer 1 question. This way while you interrogate me, the antiseptic will prevent you from getting an infection."

Was he psychic or telepathic, or was he a sorcerer? because how the hell did he know that I was suddenly doubting his Good Samaritan Act? and that I had a million questions for him, because his story did not add up.

Maybe I'm stupid and I'll prove the idiom true, 'That curiosity killed the cat', because I wanted answers. I could've just left but something made me stay back and want to know more about this elusive yet alluring man.

I did something which who knows my future self would hate me for, but I did it nonetheless. I reluctantly removed his suit jacket, that he had draped over me so that he could have access to my arms and surprisingly, he was a true gentleman, because he did not once look towards the torn area of my dress.

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