Chapter 8. The systematic wooer!

Saira's POV

"Saira there is someone here for you." Ned the helper at gym told him.

Must be Norcross's driver delivering the car. I told that man to instruct his driver to leave the keys at the reception. Obviously rich boy did not do 'instructions' well!

I nodded my thank you to Ned, as I was still panting having just got down from the treadmill. I preferred jogging any day but unfortunately often time was a luxury I did not afford.

"Please tell him to leave it at the reception." I said referring to the car keys in my mind.

"You mean you want him to be 'delivered' at the reception?" Ned raised an eyebrow, pointing his chin towards the door as he air quoted with his fingers.

Leonardo Norcross!

Why is he here? Do billionaire's not work at all and have all the time in the world to chase girls? The up nosed snob of a man must be making his staff work to death while he had fun!

Not wanting to create a scene I told Ned I will take care of this 'visitor.'

"What are you doing here?" I asked him in a low voice as I reached him.

He dangled my car keys in front of me. "You could have sent someone with them instead of honouring me with your visit." I said sarcastically grabbing them.

He grined in response. My respiratory organ lurched at the sight much to my irritation.

Careful Saira, don't fall for his charm, I silently reprimanded myself.

"I wanted to meet you Zavi." Leonardo said looking at me intently.

My heart skipped a beat. It's a trap I tell myself. And stop feeling happy on being called 'Zavi' you silly girl!

"Take a look at this." He pushed forward the file he was holding. I frowned as I took it.

My frown deepened as I saw the content.

A list??

Chocolate (various flavours and brands mentioned.) Cupcake (Flavours again!) Lollipop (Of course! Flavours!). The list went on. I skimmed further, thoroughly confused

Ear studs, Ear rings, bracelet, anklet, nose ring, nose pin- What is this about??

I looked at the man questioningly and saw his eyes were on me.

I was beginning to feel unnerved by his gaze on me.

"What is this about Mr. Norcross?"

"I want you to tell me from this list what are the things you like, dislike and prefer. You can of course add anything you want to this list." He smiled at me while saying this.

This is not the time to run madly you crazy heart! Stay calm. Focus Saira, focus.

"Why should I do that?" I asked confused.

"I know it will not be easy to get you to spend time with me. Ideally I would like to find out myself what you like and dislike. At least for now, I want to know what I can buy for you. I would want you to like my gifts." Said the man by way of explanation.

I stared at him while my brain worked on comprehending what he said. My eyes widened as his intentions became clear.

He is mad.

"You want me to choose from this – this list what gift I want??"

He nodded. "Take your time Zavi."

Take your time he says! The arrogance of this man has no limit.

"Mr. Norcross I don't want any gift! Look, this has gone too far. You asked me out, I declined. Simple enough! Not every girl is ready to melt in your charm. Learn to live with it!" I said trying my best not to raise my voice. I knew we already had curious eyes on us as we stood there talking.

"I know you don't want Zavi. I want to do it. I have never bought anything for any woman. Never bothered to before."

"So to make up for your lack of experience you asked your assistant to make this list, notwithstanding the fact this woman is not interested!" I said pointing a finger towrds myself.

What did he think I was? A business deal? He was making file on me! Jerk! Weirdo!

"Not my assistant Zavi I made it. After I dropped you last night I went home and googled." He said with a frown.

Not a warm fuzzy feeling in my chest please. I don't want to be taken in by his deceiving sweet talks.

Anger, I need to stay angry I reminded myself.

"You made this list?" I could not help asking.

He freaking checked on G****e about gift options?!?

"Is this how to normally get the attention of the women who happen to catch your famcy?" I snap at him.

This is insane. Who gives a list to girls wanting to find out their preference? As though it am a survey!

"Zavi, there has never been any need before you for me to anything like this." He shruged his shoulders arrogantly and I feel my temper rise.

"So that is the reason right? I am the first woman you have come across who refuses to fall in a pile on your feet to please you?" I fume. The arrogance of the man is unbelievable.

Maybe this is how he got girls to agree to his intentions? By lavishing them with gits.

But Why? He does not need to. He has no shortage of eager women falling over each other wanting to gain his company. This is too confusing!

Running my eyes around the room I could see this for myself. Among the women in the gym most were looking at him with their longing evident in their eyes. Some of them were actually glaring at me.

I almost groaned at the attention we were getting. I need to get away from these curious eyes. I did not want to attract any unwanted attention, let alone to start any baseless gossip.

In my desperation to get away from here, without thinking I grabbed his arm pulling him with me towards my locker. I saw in his face he was surprised but came along. Feeling mortified I let go off his arm.