Nyra pov 

It was from the same person who saved me and in turn I saved him too. I didn't want to think about how he got my number. But the question is why he wants to meet me.

I didn't know how to react to that message. First I thought to just act like I didn't know him. But then I decided against it. I didn't want to act like I am ungrateful.

But the main question was why did he want me? It's not like we are friends or something. And who knows what he is? What if he turned out to be a stalker or a cold blood murderer. 

Maybe not, I am just overthinking. And my curious side wanted to meet him and get to know the reason, whereas my cautious was warning me by ringing all the bells to make me aware of the danger.

Guess what I did ?

I ignored all the warnings from my guardian angel and decided to listen to my devil. Finally my curiosity won and I replied to him saying that I will meet him in the evening.

Then I got ready for work. Whole day my mind was occupied with his thoughts. What will he say? What will we talk about? Is he a danger like I thought or an innocent man who just wanted to express his gratitude. Maybe. I don't know.

With all this what if’s I went to the cafe he has messaged me. And I was waiting for him sitting on a table which was placed far across the room adjacent to a window. 

My leg was shaking due to anxiety. I was drumming my fingers on the table, my nails making loud noises in the silent cafe. As the clock kept ticking and it was 9 o'clock. 

First I decided to call my mother and inform her that I will be coming late. I have not informed anyone about this meeting including my friends. 

I don't know why I didn't inform them. Whatever happens I will call them first and say everything but this time i felt. I don't know, maybe I'm embarrassed of my choices.

I was lost in my thoughts when I heard a ‘ding’ indicating that someone entered the cafe. 

As soon as the door opened I felt cold. My heart started beating faster and cold sweat started to form. Slowly I turned towards that direction and my heart skipped a beat. 

As he entered the room he attracted the attention of everyone. He was very tall making the room seem smaller. He was wearing a long trench coat which gave a mysterious aura drawing me like a moth towards the flame.

As I looked at his face, he had a small friendly smile. But I felt a chill run through my spine after seeing his smile. His eyes held a dangerous glint which was hidden behind that innocent smile.

I held my breath as he slowly walked towards me. As he reached my table , I slowly stood up and craned my neck up. He is a giant. His sandalwood scent hit my nose as he came near me. 

We both just stood there looking into each other's eyes. He gazed at my eyes as though looking for all the answers while I was trying very hard to hide my attraction despite the danger lurking around him.

“Adyanth Mehta.” He just said that and held his hand smiling at me. I shook his hand and was about to introduce myself.

“Nyra…” But before I could complete my sentence he cut me off in between.

“Kulkarni. I know.” He said, giving me a small smile as though he knew more than that.

I just stared at me not knowing how to react. Maybe my confusion was visible on my face.

“I asked from the hospital so I know.” 

Even though he said it I felt doubt seeping inside me. His aura was screaming DANGER but yet I was drawn to him like a moth drawn to a flame. 

“Take a seat.” Then he proceeded to pull the chair for me and he sat opposite to me.

For the first few minutes we just kept making accidental eye contact. Wait let me rephrase it. I was nervous and kept glancing here and there but when I looked towards him it seemed as though he hadn't taken his eyes off me.

Then I mustered up courage and spoke to him.

“ Why did you want to meet me?” I was happy that I didn't stutter even though I was shaking from inside.

My mind and my heart knew that the man sitting opposite to me is dangerous. But I ignored all the warnings and decided to give this man a chance. Don't know where I will end up with this attitude.

“I wanted to express my gratitude for saving my life. Instead of letting me die.” He let out a small chuckle as though it was a funny situation.

“Well I did what I could.” Chi. Why am I responding like this? I should have scolded him for talking about death like that. Here I am speaking normally as though he didn't make fun of the situation.

As a doctor, I have encountered many death and life situations. Sometimes it's not in your hand to save a life. But God made us the mediator in between life and death. 

I knew how guilt a doctor will face when they are not able to save a person. That's the reason death can be a sensitive subject even though we witness it frequently. 

“You shouldn't have done what you did.” He said intently, staring at me. 

“What saved you? Then what should I have done?” I laughed lightly trying to diffuse the tension built due to his words.

It felt as though he was talking about something different and he was warning me about the storm which was about to crash my life.

“You did what you wanted. Now it's my turn.” He said, smiling at me.

A chill ran through my spine as I listened to his words. This is the point where I should have ran to save myself. But here I sat glued to my seat as though someone had tied me to it.

“What do you mean?” My voice trembled towards the end.

“I mean you helped me. Now it's my turn to return the favour.” He plastered a friendly smile because he realised I was scared.

“Well I don't think you have to. You already saved me. Remember that day near the construction site?” 

“Oh. It was you.” His eyes flashed with recognition then his eyes shined as though he found something which he was looking for. 

“Yes, thank you for saving me that day.” 

“You're welcome. But it doesn't matter. I will return the favour for saving my life.” Then he proceeded to order food as if he didn't just say something psychotic.

After taking his order the waiter turned towards me. I just said something which was the thing I saw in the menu card. 

When we were waiting for food, we both exchanged a few words talking about career and family. 

It was light and I didn't have any overwhelming urge to run away from him. But I remained alert if needed to run as fast I can.

Then he got a call and he excused himself. I was looking around myself to distract myself from the intense emotions I was feeling. Even though I acted everything was fine in front of him but I was from it. 

Then he came and sat at the same time food arrived. 

I was about to take a bite when my phone buzzed indicating I had a message.

Again it was from an unknown number. I didn't want to open the message but the message was clearly visible on the notification bar.

You caught the devil's eye. Protect yourself before it's too late.