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I can't believe I like him. I like this utterly snobbish, proud, unapologetic human. I like this man who happened to be my assassin. I like this man soooo much.

She blinked, categorising her actions. Everything started falling in place; why she was angry when he helped that woman, why was she restless when he mentioned his 'yet to become ex' girlfriend, why she was feared when she was alone in the market, why was she woebegone when he said that he would get married again.

"Shit shit shit!" She squealed throwing the blanket away in surprise. Her abrupt yelling gave a close shave to Yuvraaj from a cardiac attack who was now drawing his lunch to a close, drinking water.

"What the hell? What's wrong with you?"

She