It's All Started With A Lie

Chapter- 59 Provoke

Naina's POV

"Butterfly, why are you sitting here alone? I am waiting for you downstairs," Arnav asked, sitting on the bed in front of me.

"Nothing," I shrugged.

"Are you ready? Shall we leave?" he asked, and I nodded.

It's Ajay's parents' anniversary event. I didn't want to go, but Pooja convinced me by saying that she would feel nervous going there alone and that Ajay would be busy receiving guests, leaving her alone. Being a good best friend, I agreed, so all the three couples were going to be there.

"Butterfly, it's ok if you don't want to go there. I can manage... you can rest at home," Arnav remarked, shifting near to me.

"It's not like that," I commented slowly.

He took my hand in his as he spoke, "Baby, I know you are mad at me but don't be like this." he kissed my knuckles before continuing,
"but that is for your safety."

"I know but I don't like this," I said, dragging the words.

He actually arranged a bodyguard for me after the kidnapping incident which happened 15 days ago. But I really don't like it... I don't like someone following me everywhere, it is suffocating me. I actually stopped going out other than the radio station at night because I don't want someone following me everywhere.

This doesn't suit my life. I grew up like a free bird going wherever I like and I usually travel on buses because I like it, people's voices... It gives me inspiration to write and as an author I totally love my lifestyle. But now, I can't go anywhere on the bus. I have to take this bodyguard everywhere and I can't take him on the bus, can I? He drives wherever I want and he just stands near me whatever I do.

I am an independent woman without a stable job. I mean I don't work like this time to that time... I don't need to hurry anywhere. I go to the library when I feel like reading silently; I go on walks if I feel like walking; I go to the beach to sit peacefully and to play with kids but I can't do any of these things freely with someone following me.

This is why I hate rich families. It just doesn't suit me.

"Ok then I will remove your bodyguard. Are you happy now?" he asked.

"Really?" I questioned.

"Yeah, baby. I don't want to make you uncomfortable," he said, caressing my hair.
"But for that you have to do something," he added.

"What is it?" I asked curiously. I can do anything as long as I can roam free like before.

"You have to let me put a tracker on you," he said carefully, like don't want me to get mad at him again.

"You are talking like a mafia king in books," I chuckled as I remembered many books and mafia kings who put trackers on female leads without their knowledge.

At least my man is asking me before doing that actually.

"Well, I can't take risks about your safety," he remarked.

"Ok then," I agreed, and he immediately took out a chain from his pocket.

"You are already prepared," I commented.

"What can I do when my girlfriend is not talking with me," he sighed.

"If I put this on, you will ask that bulky muscle man to not follow me anymore," I asked to confirm.

He pecked my lips as he said, "Yes."

"Let me tell you something before putting this on," he said and I nodded.