“I just got started with my writing and got such good responses, but I am afraid I can’t continue.” “What?” I couldn’t believe her. “Isn’t it your dream that you want to be the world’s best-selling writer? How can you even think of giving up so fast?” “I don’t know Zay. But I don’t have a story to continue. I don’t know how to move on with the plot, I am so lost right now.” “You will figure it out eventually, give your mind some cool air and then go back to following your passion. “I guess. Forget about me. Tell me about how your work is?” I recalled Gabriel. “Nothing interesting,” I plastered a fake smile. “Oh oh!” “What?” “That is your I have to pretend to be okay smile.” “What?” “You can’t lie to me. Spill it.” God! can't hide anything from her, can I? “Okay. I kind of like…” “Go on.” “Maybe…” “Ah ha.” “Found…” “Are you kidding me girl. Cut the suspense and say it in a complete sensible sentence.” “I think maybe I found my mate." “See, ain;t that hard to speak rig
“Hey Love!” he whispered and I couldn’t move.He had his one hand around my waist and the other on the back of my neck. He pulled me closer towards him and his lips touched mine. His lips were as cold as it could be and the kiss transferred that chilliness into me and my whole body felt pleasure at that coldness.“It’s awkward, what are you doing?”I heard a voice but didn’t stop devouring his lips.“Zayla, get up.”I couldn’t care less about that voice.“Zayla! GET UP.”My eyes opened hearing that loud voice and I found myself alone on my bed and Hannah was looking at me with weird expression plastered on her face. It was a dream. F*** I dreamt of him and I-“Ms. Zayla.”I heard my name again, discontent to why she woke me from my deep sleep. “What?” I asked her.“Tell me honestly what were you dreaming of?”“What do you mean? I dreamt nothing, I never dream anything.”She did not need to know.“Oh, really?” she smirked. “Then did you make those sensual sounds in your sleep?”I didn’
I did not know if I should be touched or scared at his dominating nature. “Anything else you’d like to say to me before I go back to my work?” I wanted to leave that office ASAP. “What’s your age?” “I’ll be nineteen in one and half months.” I did not want to lengthen the conversation with my why do you need question. “You be twenty and we’ll be together… officially.” “What?” “You will be my partner in life and wife in papers.” “What if I don’t agree?” I retorted. “You can’t force me.” “That’s why I’m giving you a year to know and fall in love with me. Trust me, even I don’t want to take you by force, but I won’t hesitate if you leave me with no other choice.” “What if I don’t fall in love with you even after a year time? Will you really force me against my will?” “You’re stating one in a billion possibilities.” “Still you can’t deny its existence right?” “Listen Zayla." His jaws tightened and a harsh voice spoke. "I won’t repeat this again, you are my mate and so you now
“Where are we going?” I mustered up the courage to ask him.“It’s lunch hour. So we are going to eat lunch.”I didn't speak from then. I just rested my back on that heaven like chair and blankly stared outside the window. If I were to be killed today, at least I’d be happy that I got to ride in a car this exquisite.He pulled in outside a large staircase and a glass door at the end. We got out from the car and he gave his car keys to the valet.We started stepping those stairs as I tried maintaining at least a meter distance in between us. But Gabriel being Gabriel, can’t let my view point win. He walked in close and slid his hand around my waist. I don’t know why but his presence always made me self-conscious. I started caring about my breath, wondering if I was breathing too much or not, if my lips were dry or not, if the way I walked was okay. I was conscious about everything, every movement of my body.“Welcome Mr. Lockwood,” a man in suit approached our way. His clothes looked mo
“Anything else you are curious about?” he asked casually. I moved my head sideways. I couldn’t bring myself to speak. Don’t know how many more atom bombs he has yet to drop in front of me. Thanks to the waiter who brought food at that minute, I felt a little relief. He placed two plates on the table and I had never seen such juicy steaks in my life. “I am allergic to beef,” I said in my lowest voice as he started slicing the steak on his plate. “I know. This is not beef.” He knows? “How did you know?” “I am the CEO of the company where you work. I can get any employees file whenever I want to.” Rich b*st***. “I see.” I had just held my knife when he grabbed my plate and exchanged it with his. “Just eat. Leave the cutting to me.” I gave him a faint smile thanking him for his concern. I took the first bite and I was out of this world. Those meat deserved my one month’s salary. “Wouldn’t you drink something with the steak sir- I mean Gabriel?” Aren’t rich b*st***s like him s
“I did not come up with the nickname, Hannah did.” I said taking a step back. “Then what would you like to call me apart from 3G?” “Gabriel.” “Yes?” “I am saying I’d like to call you Gabriel as that is your name.” He nodded. “Can’t argue with that.” He made himself comfortable in the couch and I headed to my room to change, making sure to lock it well. If he did want to barge in, then that mere wooden door would be no match for him, but I wanted a peace of mind. “By the way, where did Hannah go to?” I heard his voice coming from the living room. “You told her to get lost. So she must be wondering off somewhere,” I said as I took off my t-shirt. “No, I know I wasn’t so rude with my words. I have to get her on my side, I could possibly not have made a bad first impression. And btw, does that mean we have the whole apartment to ourselves?” I paused hearing that teasing tone of Gabriel. I wore my shirt as fast as I could imagine him could barge in any minute but that did not hap
Ten months passed by in the blink of an eye. With Gabriel, everything felt nice and he always gave me one thing to look up to. Even if it was his narcissism, our often lunch meetings or the way he always called me love, I started liking everything about him. My feelings for Gabriel started overshadowing what I felt for Ethan. Ethan protected me, he was always there when I needed someone by my side, so maybe I did not love him, maybe I liked his protection. But with Gabriel it was different, he was there even when I did not need him to be there, always irritating me, sometimes managing to make me blush and the other times he was a real pain in the a**. I was getting used to his company. He was becoming my habit, a drug I wanted to have around me all the time to make me feel alive. In the third month of our meeting, my results were out and I passed with a 91 percentile stamped on my result card. I came second in the whole high-school and Ethan came first. I joined a business under-grad
I was walking looking towards the ground when I hit a wall. A wall? In the middle of the jungle. It was then that I saw two legs and as I followed them, my eyes met his. “Why’d you stop?” “You are right Zayla. I wasn’t scared of anything in this world… until I met you. You are my destined mate, the person I swear to love and protect but you are also my weakness. I can walk on fire if I have to but when it comes to your safety, I can’t take a single risk.” Something fluttered inside my heart. I felt butterflies in my stomach and after such a long time, I felt my heartbeat rise. “Thank you Gabriel.” That was one sweet talk we had. While waking side by side in the middle of nowhere, he slid his fingers with mine and somehow I did not resist. If it were other times, I’d probably refuse and curse him, but this time, I liked it. I liked the touched. I liked the heat. I liked Gabriel. We were silently waking when Gabriel came to an abrupt halt. “What-” “Shh.” I was confused. “We are