Leonardo's POV.Turning the steering wheel I brought the  from hercar to a halt at the lights. Beaming out of the car window I was met with the scowling face of an old lady staring out of the back seat of the adjoining car.Today may not have been a happy day for her I mused and continued to drum my fingers on the steering wheel, feeling delighted.Even heavy traffic that I normally have zero tolerance towards, has not been able to effect my happy moodThere was no sane reason for me to feel delighted but I just could not manage to keep this grin from making it's way on my face.Fate.The word that I had never

Saira's POV. My mother is alive! She is here sitting right in front of my eyes. It still does not feel real. I don't know how this happened and at this point I don't really care. Her being back in our lives is nothing but a miracle. We were sitting in my living room. My instinct is to rush to my mother and get lost in her hug. Knowing I cannot do that does not really help me in controlling my emotions in any way. She may not remember now but when she had just entered the apartment she did seem to recall some bits of her past. She remembered my scars. I try not to panic once again at the memory of the cause of the scars. It is evident she gets some flashes of her old life once in a while. Leonardo says she does not remember and so I should not try to alarm her. I don't really agree. I don't agree with him at all and would have done what I wanted to , had I not seen how alarmed my my moth

Leonardo's POV."I am not a womanizer! Have never been." I blurted wondering what could have brought this one."It is okay. I am not judging you." She said her tone pacifying.She may not be judging but she definitely believed it!I have never bothered- or as my mother puts it often- given two hoots about what anyone thinks about me.She had warned me my 'I give a damn to anyone's opinion about me' attitude would land me into trouble with the person whose opinion would matter to me.I had laughed at her claims and scoffed off the thought, pretty confident that no one would ever matter to me for me

Saira's POV.His voice sounded close to me, too close. "Not as my housekeeper."The hairs on my neck stirred up as I felt his breath fanning them.I turned around slowly while stepping away.Taking a step away from him in my attempt to create more distance did not help matters. Now I had a better view of his face, without having to tilt my head and the look on his face was enough to trigger a fluttering of my nerves.Saira don't be dramatic.Taking deep calming breathes usually works but evidently that too turned out to be a bad idea.My nostrils itched as his head

Leonardo's POV. "Before you confess your love for me, let me make it clear I don't incline that way." Dhruv's amused voice and not so amusing remark only deepened my scowl. "Shut up!" I hissed. I was beginning to regret my decision to confide in him. Luckily  I had not given him the complete details of what I had in my mind. "Seriously dude, the way you have been gazing into my eyes for the past ten minutes it would make anyone believe you are madly in love with me." Dhruv the bugging friend of mine commented cheekily. "Anyone would know I was glaring at you not gazing." I spat back. I pinched the bridge of my nose, mentally berating myself for getting into this silly debate. " Besides why would anyone waste their time on such meaningless and baseless topic?" "You are so feisty my macho man." He laughed. "Do you want to help me or not?" I challenged him, curbing an urge to shake