128 A Kiss Behind The Bookshelf
Quickly shutting the door behind them, Roshan turned around to see his annoying woman crouching at her bedside, stuffing the dresses he bought for her into one of the shopping bags and packing them together.
The sight alone was enough to leave him baffled and despite everything that just happened out there, including the already risen tension in the air, she still has time for this?
âPlease donât tell me this is the urgent thing we stopped to get?â He didnât bother hiding the hint of annoyance in his tone as he found it difficult to understand the woman in front of him, she was just unbelievable most times. There are crazy assassins out there who are in search of them and here he is, worrying himself out about her safety while sheâs more worried about.... clothes??
âYou want me to leave them here?â She asked, looking shock-stricken herself before shaking her head in demure and focusing on the bags, âthe seamstress showed me such pretty dresses and I still remember how much they cost okay? Iâm not doing charity.â She curtly remarked, but then stopped when something crossed her mind, her eyes suddenly widened in silent realization.
âOh.â She got to her feet and hurried to the wardrobe, quietly bringing out the notepad and quickly hurrying back to the bag and shoving it in. She couldnât possibly forget her notepad too.
âNow we can leave.â
She looked at the man who shook his head helplessly at her. He was trying not to facepalm at the moment due to her absurd act. They would have left the mansion already if she didnât stop pissing him about the âimportant thingsâ she forgot and wanted to take.
âThe mansion must be surrounded already.â He quietly moved to the window, taking a peek to know whatâs happening outside and what he saw at least a maximum of hundred assassins leaving the mansion.
âWhat do we do then?â She whispered, obviously worried since she knew they couldnât leave the mansion just yet.
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âWe need to head to the autumn forest.â He informed her, âAzazel will be there but heâs not showing up until night time.â
Annaâs eyes instantly brightened at the mention of Azazel and she hurried over to Roshanâs side.
âYou spoke with Azazel?â She asked, her surprise evident in her tone.
âMmhn.â He responded with a slight nod before clicking his tongue and moving away from the window.
âBut where do we hide first?â
âWhere else except here? At this point weâre nothing more but criminals in the eyes of them.â
âIâm not a criminal, I didnât do anything.â Annalise disagreed with that statement he made, but he tilted his head at her, his gaze visibly taunting as always.
âYou shot the Mayorâs assassin through a wall.â
He reminded her, masterfully hiding the fact that he enjoyed it as he raised an accusing brow at her, leaving the speechless Annalise to assume the worst of him as she gritted her teeth to hide her own anger.
It reminded her of the fact that there was still trouble ahead, most especially after what she just did. No one knew how much it still bothered her that she did something as unbelievable as that, but there was a situation more important to take care of first and that was their safety.
âCheck the rooms!â Came the order from outside from outside their door and Annalise froze at the mention of rooms.
âCheck this one! It hasnât been checked, I doubt theyâve gone that far.â
âIn here.â Roshan whispered to Annalise as he grabbed her hand and pulled her into a corner, there was a small room to hide in behind the shelf on the wall but they had to shift it a bit so they could fit in, using the book shelf as a shield to hide themselves completely and they remained quiet.
The door to the room was instantly burst open and Anna couldnât hold back a gasp due to how forceful the kick against the door was. She clasped both her hands on her mouth to stop herself from saying anything out of fear.
She heard their footsteps as they surveyed the room, âsearch the place, I feel their presence here!â
Anna looked up to meet Roshanâs Hazel-green eyes and he gave her the comfort she needed as he held her hand in his, silently telling her that she wasnât alone, that he was here with her.
The sounds of things falling made her tremble slightly, afraid they might take notice of the secret hiding place behind the bookshelf and like that wasnât enough, Anna soon had the urge to sneeze, causing her eyes to dilate with a look of panic.
Roshanâs eyes slightly widened after noticing she was about to sneeze as well, she tried holding it in but that only made it worse as it only got stronger. Before she could sneeze, Roshanâs lips found hers, silencing her at the last minute and driving away whatever sneeze thatâd jeopardize their plan.
Annaâs eyes went round when he kissed her gently and it rendered her brain blank. It would have turned out to be a romantic scene if they werenât assassinâs trying to look for them on the outside.
âTheyâre not here.â One of the assassins joined the rest of them.
âLetâs leave, the more we stay here and waste time, the more chances they get to flee.â Came Neilâs orders, âsearch the other rooms and outside the walls of the mansion.â
The assassins hurried out and before Neil stepped out of the room along with them, his eyes diverted to the library shelf except he had no intention of searching there as his eyes glinted knowingly.
Roshan finally pulled back once he no longer heard their footsteps and he met Annaâs frozen stare, her flushed cheeks were visible before his gaze and a tinge of delight filled him on the inside, knowing he was capable of making her go red.
He knew the kiss had taken her by surprise but it was their last hope to avoid being caught.
âI think theyâre gone.â He whispered, gaining her attention back and Anna finally blinked, her mind returning to the assassins that invaded the room and truly, she no longer heard their footsteps and their presence had faded along with it.
Yet none of them made a move to leave and he tilted her head up, gently running his finger through her bottom lip that nearly left her breathless.
âIâve not even started with you yet.â He truthfully told her while letting his gaze linger on her pink lips that looked like two budded roses, âif we do make it out of here, then.....â his voice trailed off, deliberately leaving his words unfinished to make the woman guess out his sinful plans herself.
Anna was somewhat anticipating his next word but he just stopped and shifted the library shelf.
âCome on, we donât have all day.â He said instead, to her disappointment.