Leonardo's POV. Uncertainly I had stood outside her room wondering if I had been right and if I should knock. Soon the lights of her room had flicked on. Since no more screams had followed I had not knocked, knowing she would not appreciate it. Today morning her reddish eyes had hinted she had been crying. Was it because of the emotions she felt at the sudden appearance of the mother she had believed to be dead? Somehow I felt that was not the only reason. It had taken all my resolve not to ask he4 details in the morning and leave with Martha. Zavi had quietly implored with her eyes her concern and urge about her mother but nothing beyond. Of course Martha would be taken care of. I had already got my assistant to fix an appointment with her counselor for later in the day. I would be accompanying her. However what about Zavi? I would need to figure out some way to know her problem and also make it all right for

  Saira's POV. Mark has been obvious in his attempt to flirt with me throughout the evening much to Leonardo's displeasure. His manner has been light and harmless but I had no intentions of getting into any 'controversy' which would effect my job. Right now though his presence was welcome. "I have been looking for you. If you would excuse us Carlo?" he added to the man beside him, obviously very familiar with him. The man smiled in response and I allowed Mark to lead me away by my elbow. "You can thank me later for rescuing you." he shot me a grin.

Saira's POV. Did I do something wrong last evening? The party had seemed to go on well. Thinking back I could not figure out if I had erred in any way. The experience had been unnerving and new. Over the past few days he had done a lot of things that had infuriated me, surprised me or even disgusted me but not once had I felt nervous. Last evening after the conversation with the middle-aged gentleman something seemed to have changed. Leonardo kept looking at me all the while. Every time I happened to look his way I would find him looking at me. He would look away but it made me wonder if everything was fine. Leonardo certainly was not fine throughout the rest of the party. His unflinching look later when he had dropped me home seemed to bore into me, like he was silently trying to come to some sort of conclusion. A shiver ran through me at the memory. The doorbell sounded just then making me jump. "Leon

Saira's POV. I heard him sigh "What again about her Zavi? I thought you believe me when I say I am not in any way associated with her. She is not even a friend of mine." "Well she is my friend and I just want this to be clarified once and for all." "Yes Ma'am" he mock saluted me as we reached his car and he opened the passenger door for me, his grin back in place. How long can a girl resist that gorgeous smile? I felt my lips pull into a smile before I could control the muscles and his grin became broader. "That smile is what I live for. It makes my day." His soft voice created havoc to my senses and I slid quietly into the seat. " That is unbearably ch

Saira's POV. "Hey." His soft voice did crazy things to my heart reminding me how I had missed hearing it today since morning. "Hello." I responded trying to look nonchalant "What brings you here?" "You." he answered simply making my breath hitch in my lungs. Don't fall for his charm Saira. "Really?" I said hoping it sounded sarcastic enough "I had been there inside you know, if had wanted to meet me." "Zavi. Would you have spoken to me if I would have approached you inside?" His eyes twinkled in humour having read my intentions accurately. "What do you want?" I snapped trying not to question m