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3 hours ago...

Musa was listening to report of patient on his phone from another cardiologist consultant while driving. There was a slipperiness on the road and muddy water puddles into the holes on road. He was not focusing on the road as his attention was on the road. His took a sharp turn causing a lot of muddy water to splash on the foot path and a pedestrian. A irritated sign escaped from his mouth and he cut the call. Reversing the car back till it was in front of the pedestrian on whom he unintentionally splashed so much water. Sliding the window down he called out for the person who was covered in black cloth covering his whole form.

Nayyab was returning from her friend house after learning the good new of her selection at a very good private hospital, Nour Hospital.

She was walking slowly with head completely occupied with different thoughts, when a car passed so speedily causing all the muddy water to fall on her, jerking her wildly out of her daydreaming. Her shawl and side of trousers and feet were dirty with mud.

Eeeeewwww!!!

She grimaced as she looked at her mother's spoiled shawl.

She was assessing it when the car who was the actual culprit reversed back till it was in front of her. She didn't pay attention to it till the window of the car rolled down and a manly voice called out.

"Hey? Are you alright?" She looked up to glance at the young man responsible for adding another misery. Anger flared in her hazel orbs and pointing at the dirt on her shawl she said harshly,

"Do I look okay to you mister?!"

Musa looked at the short angry girl who glared at him with so much frosty that he stilled for a second.

Did she dare to glare at him?! At Musa Khan?!!

He was shocked but nonetheless amused. Unable to look at what she was showing us he was driving Land Cruiser today he got out of the car and came to stand in front of the girl.

Nayyab had to arch her neck up to look at the man. His tall height intimidated her but the anger took the best out of her. Musa took in all the features of a girl who dared to glare at him, glare at Musa Khan!

Her doe like eyes with hazel orbs, small button nose, and those lusciously inviting pink full lips. He had to force himself from not trailing his eyes down any further.

She was short almost 5'4 compared to his 6'1 height and her hoisting up her fair long neck to look at him made her look cute to him. But the sense of dominance that it gave him made his pride boost twice with arrogance.

Her hazel orbs held anger that was directed to him.....

Musa found it difficult to not pull her red cheeks as she was resembling a naughty angry child who didn't get her favorite candy....

"See what have you done! My whole shawl and dress is spoiled!" She said angrily in her low voice as she turned a little to show him the dirt that very disgracefully adorned her shawl and trousers.

Musa looked at the dirty clothes and then casually took out his wallet from his coat pocket.

Nayyab looked at him confused but didn't say anything.

"Listen miss! I was on call and this was an accident. I can pay you for your loss. So how much?" He asked in a calm voice as he took in her whole form that was not much visible because of her shawl that was spread around her head and body.

"....how much what?!" She asked confused, her eyes wide open with a frown marred on her forehead. Is he saying what she is thinking? Is he thinking that low of her!? Her anger was flaring up. Though she was always a calm and collected person this man was making her angry.

Very angry!!

"How much money do you want? Be a quick lady! I don't have much time." He asked casually, his voice though normal, as his grey eyes swirled with taunting glint.

"I...I don't want money! All I want is for you to apologize for your mistake!" She was shocked at how this man thinks he can buy anything with money. She felt a rush of disgust.

"Apology?" He let out a loud taunting chuckle as he looked at her mischievously causing her to back away a little. " what makes you think you I would apologize to you?" The taunting tone made Nayyab felt as if she is trash and she was on the verge of exploding.

"You are not going to apologize for your mistake?" Nayyab asked emotionless, her facial expression calm giving no indication of her inner turmoil.

When Musa gave a taunting smirk and put his wallet back into his coat pocket and turned his back to move towards his car, she had her answer. Without thinking she bend down and pick the liquid mud in hand and stand up.

"Listen, mister...." she called out and he turned to look at her, and next moment his handsome face and expensive shirt were covered in mud that she threw his way....

Musa didn't understand what has happened till the daring girl spoke.

"Don't mess with me again or else...." and with the last frosty glare his way, she quickly walked in opposite direction, leaving him all flabbergasted.

Anger spat in Musa and with a swift movement he grabbed the wrist of the girl making her shriek. Turning her around harshly and grabbing her by her neck forcefully, he looked in her eyes murderously. Nayyab eyes were out of the socket when he put his muddy face in the nape of her neck and with smooth contact of their cheeks, flushed all the mud on her neck and cheeks making her gasp in horror.

Pushing the girl with a jerk he smirked at her who had tears in her eyes, staring at him shocked.

Muttering a loud 'shameless!' to him, who just continued to stare at him, she ran away from him.

Hailing a Rickshaw, she wished that he don't follow her as tears rolled down her eyes...

He looked at her with his hawk-like eyes till the rickshaw disappeared. His jaw was clenched so tightly and his eyes blazing anger. Taking out the tissue from his pocket he rubbed the dirt of his face.

His eyes promising a payback....

No one hurts Musa Khan's ego and gets away with it.....