DARIEL’S POV:-I was getting ready for work in the morning. Holding my hand out of Saafia who moved behind and helped me wear my waistcoat. I couldn’t help but to scrutinize her form, small compared to mine.Popping to the front, she was closing the buttons as I was staring at her as usual, wanting to rake my fingers in her hair. How would it feel? “Mister Cannedy.” She called after buttoning my waistcoat.“Yes, Missus Cannedy?”Smirking, I slid my finger under her chin and lifted it so she could see the way I was looking directly into her soul.She tilted her head in confusion to which I shrugged my shoulders monotonously.“When you are not calling my name then why would I?”She smiled faintly, shaking her head and went to take my coat, helping me wearing it and not understanding what was happening to me, I was forced to link my gaze with her innocent ones. Why do my gazes always stop at you?“Anyways, listen,” She called, leaving me and leaning against the wall while watching me
In the evening, I returned home. My mind was unable to shift her thoughts, I was enraged to know what she told Sam. And how dare she hold his hand. I was furious, how could she? When she didn’t hold mine willingly. Most of all, why did she make our personal matter public? “Oh, welcome, Dariel-” “Hmm.” I hummed, putting my hand in the air to stop her. Jacey and Sam gave me a weird look but I ignored them and barged inside our room with a growl. My mood was ruined absolutely anyways. “Saa-” The moment I was about to scowl at her, she got up immediately, her face glowing to see me. “Oh, Welcome home. I was waiting for you!” She beamed, rushing to me. Why? My furious self was only greeted by her grin, wearing a necklace which suited her beautifully, moving around gracefully to show me. “Look, I got this matching pink necklace for my dress. It was so expensive. Jacey said it was fine. Can I keep it?” She asked innocently, showing me her necklace. A necklace made her del
SAAFIA’S POV:-Today was Jacey’s engagement. I finally got my chance to wear that baby pink dress, suiting me perfectly, hugging my curves with the matching makeup and that necklace.“Are you done?” The door knocked and he entered, looking bewitching as usual in his three piece dark blue suit jacket. Hair combed perfectly with a brooch on his lapel, holding a dominant presence while using his phone.“Stop using your phone and look.” I called softly, turning to him.“Hmm?” Arching an eyebrow handsomely, he lifted his gaze and stopped at mine. His eyes widened for a moment, making my heart skip a beat.“How… Do I look?” I asked with a shy smile. He came closer, I took a step back, my throat dried. I could never discard or resist his unbreakable eyes on me. They were always intoxicating.“You are looking…” He paused, his attractive eyes observing my body from the bottom, gradually coming upward.Stopping at my parted, shaky lips for two seconds before locking his eyes intensely with
After he left, my eyes were affixed on the hand he held. Curling my lips in a sincere smile, I brushed my thumb over my wrist. I could understand his hesitation. He was not used to all this. Exhaling, I was looking down as Jacey rushed to my side, “Are you okay, Saafia?” Having no idea what happened to her brother, he walked away without a single word. Blinking, I came to reality, turning my head to her. “Huh? Yeah, yeah. Did you take the picture? Show it.” I continued to smile, looking at the picture. Having the perfect pose I always wanted to capture with my husband. “Send me this right now.” I grinned, setting that picture of ours as my wallpaper immediately. “Wow, you guys were looking intense. I told you, you guys look perfect together, didn’t I?” She whispered. And this time, this sounded like a compliment. When she first said it, it felt weird, outrageous but now, it felt.. Good. Why? How was this possible? “Thank you.” Whispering shyly, I tugged my hair behind my ea
DARIEL’S POV:- Well, I lied. No, not lied entirely but the part that she was taking the spotlight was right. She was taking the spotlight of ‘my’ gaze. I was unable to look elsewhere, I wanted to stare at her, grab her waist again, push her against the wall and kiss- What the hell am I thinking!? “Huff. Stop it.” Holding my forehead, I shook my head to release those unwanted thoughts and began to look for Jacey. I wanted that picture she took so I could make it my wallpaper. “Jacey, listen, send me the picture you took. Now.” I said quickly. “Okay, I will. But, where is Sam, Dariel? He was right here and now vanished. Can you find him please?” She pouted, losing her patience when he was nowhere to be found. “Okay. I will take a look. Must be doing a touch up or something. Don’t forget to send me the picture.” I nodded, motioning to her to calm down. “Hmm.” I went to the first floor from the main hall, searching for Sam. Humming to myself, I saw Jacey sent me the picture
SAAFIA’S POV:-Shit. Shit. Shit.I could feel all the progress we made was fading, it was eradicating all because I spoke some words in a spur of anger back then. Because of my few mindless words I never thought I would lose everything. She didn’t think twice before telling everyone.She didn’t think about her brother’s image either.“Dammit. What should I do?” I muttered, pacing around the room after changing my clothes.Dariel worked hard to clear up his name and she smeared it. And the thought of what he would do to me was frightening me. ‘Is he going to hurt me physically?’ I thought worriedly, chugging some water to calm myself. Pushing my hair behind from distress.Some time passed and my fear was increasing. Sitting on the bed, I was clutching the sheets, before I knew it, he entered holding a hint of dark, malevolent eyes.“D-Dariel…” Murmuring hopelessly, I got up, clutching his sleeves. Narrowing my eyes, tears recollected.Holding a stoic face, he inhaled sharply, removin
For the upcoming week, Dariel was avoiding me. It was giving me a strange crushing sensation. Our home without our talks was painful, I was used to our bickering. And this silence was killing me.I didn’t expect this would affect him this deeply to the point he would start keeping his distance with me.“Welcome-”I was waiting for him in the hall, when he came, I tried to greet him happily but he stopped me like everyday.“Missus Cannedy. I am busy.” My jaw clenched when his cold tone came out. Using my words on me to hurt me.‘Damn you, Jacey, you left but you stole my relationship.’ I thought angrily, watching him entering our room as I went after him.“Dariel, please, are you going to remain angry with me forever?” I questioned sorrowfully, closing the door and walking to him.He was about to take off his coat as I took it and moved to the front, opening his waistcoat.He averted his gaze from mine, holding a stoic expression. Not his usual intense stare or smirk which pricked me
DARIEL’S POV:- “I am so sorry to hear what happened at the party, Dariel. Are you okay, my brother?” My jaw clenched when the cousin I resent the most asked in his fake charming tone. “Yes. Ups and downs are a part of life. You don’t have to be vexed about my marriage, Helder.” I responded dominantly, trying to sound as calm as possible. “Oh, why can’t I be worried? Though I am intrigued to see what you will do to Sam. Heard he touched-” My mind lost when he pinched my sensitive near, “Nothing happened. Stop believing in the rumors.” I growled, curling my hands in a fist. “I see. Ah, well, then I want to come and see my sister-in-law.” To which I replied immediately in a cold voice, “You don’t have to.” “But, I will. For sure.” With his enunciation in a suppressed dark chuckle and ravaging my mood he cut the call. “Dammit.” Cursing, I threw my phone away after talking with Helder which only worsened my mood as Ian entered, perplexed at my dismay. He knew how much I hated t