Page 47 of Reckless Dare

She frantically looked in the direction of the sound.

Half a dozen bikes pulled up by the beach at a distance where the party was happening. The bikers got off the bike. Ava knew who they were seeing the tall figures with red and gold Viper jackets. She recognized a few of them.

Neeraj let out a curse word. “What the hell are the Simhas doing here?” he gritted.

“Y-you didn’t invite them?” Ava asked nervously.

Neeraj shook his head. “No. Let me go check what they are up to.”

Neeraj began to walk toward the group. Ava wanted to follow him, but she couldn’t dare to in case her tormentor was a part of the group.

Her eyes searched frantically for her tormentor. But she couldn’t see him.

Even though he wasn’t a part of the group, she stepped back and tried to disappear further into the dark shadows by the trees. Feeling slightly safer, she observed everything from a distance.

There were angry shouts followed by loud hooting. Most of the girls at the party were happy seeing the Simhas and ran towards them with excitement. Ava saw that Neeraj wasn’t happy that the Simhas crashed his party. There were loud arguments that led to shoving one another. Chaos ensued when one of the Simha guys threw a punch at an Eagles guy before dragging a girl close. Ava realized the girl was Samantha, a new student.

Ava watched in horror as the Simha guy threw Samantha over his shoulder and carried her into the ocean before dropping her into it.

Ava was so distracted by the exchange she didn’t notice a rumbling sound until it got louder. She was shocked when she saw a bike appear through the trees until it stopped right next to her.

Her tormentor’s dark, intense eyes clashed with her horror struck ones. Shivers passed through her as she plastered her back against the rough trunk of the tree. Shutting her eyes, she hoped it was a nightmare.

“Why are you not gone from Simha yet.” The deep voice was unmistakably her tormentor’s. And he sounded pissed.

She opened her eyes to the darkly handsome face that haunted both her dreams and nightmares. Abhiram Simha was watching her with blazing eyes.

“Not only are you still here, you even dared to step into the hospital.”

She didn’t know why he was so angry about that fact. But the anger was like a living thing, nearly consuming her with the intensity.

“I-I got an internship there through the Vaishnavi program,” she whispered.

His eyes flared.

“I gave you enough chances,” he said in a deathly serious tone. “You are leaving Simha by morning.”

She shook her head. “Please, I can’t leave,” she whispered. “I won’t bother you. I won’t come in your way. Please leave me alone.”

There was a heavy silence while he scanned her face for a long moment.

“Fine,” her tormentor said calmly.

Her heart thudded so loudly, she thought she would faint. “Y-you mean it?”

“Get on the bike,” he said in response.

“What? I…I… can’t. I—”

“If you want me to do as you asked, get on the bike. Now.”

Her heart continued to thud. He said he would do as she asked and leave her alone.

But despite the calm exterior of his devastatingly handsome face, she sensed a cold determination and anger underneath.

Her stomach trembled. Every instinct warned her that Abhiram Simha wasn’t the kind to forgive or forget easily. Whatever the reason was for hating her wouldn’t just be forgotten or forgiven by him.

But what if this is the only chance I have for him to leave me alone?

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