He said, the moon goddess paired us

Chapter 14

Mishka's POV.

I left  went to my apartment early morning. Too many thoughts were on my mind so I did not sleep well. I showered and got changed for the day. It was Saturday so I played some songs on the TV and started preparing my breakfast. My wet hair was loose to dry naturally and it made me think of what he said about them. After he confessed that he liked to run his fingers through my hair, there was no way I am ever tying it around him. Hell, even if a hurricane came or a fire breaks out, my hair is never getting tied up. Then I smiled at myself, at how love struck I sound.

I was preparing chai and aloo paratha when the doorbell rang. I went to check and saw Alexander through the peephole. Trust me, I think he got even more handsome now. I opened the door and let him in. He stepped closure to hug me but my damn phone started to ring, so I went to answer it.

I spoke with mama. While I spoke with my parents, I gestured him to feel at home. I watched him as he walked around the living room studying the souvenirs we had. His perfect physique did not go unnoticed, the black T-shirt and grey jeans hanged on his body perfectly. I was sure he had a six-pack abs, but I liked his broad muscled shoulder and biceps more. I also liked his muscular thighs which is prominent whenever he takes a step. He puts his hands in his pockets and faced his back towards me. I agreed with myself that his back was so sexy and I liked them too. When I finally hung up the call, he turned around, walked his sexy muscles and hugged me into a tight embrace. His body was hard and strong, all the sparks that erupted overwhelmed me but in a good way. He simply stood there holding me as if he never wanted to let me go.

I pulled away and said "Have you ate your breakfast? I was preparing mine. Would you like to join me? I am having aloo paratha, it is Indian Bread with stuffed potato."

"I had mine after my training but I will taste your breakfast" He said and came to the kitchen to help me out.

As we cooked, I asked him about his training because it was just 9 on a Saturday morning. I found out that he goes to train at 5 in the morning and finishes it around 8, seven days a week. Now his body was more impressive. We ate together. We shared some childhood stories; I also gave him the details of my bodyguard. Also warning him to stay clear from them in case they confronted him.

Even after our breakfast, we sat there on the table just talking and getting to know each other. He had a simple and busy schedule unlike the colorful life of a playboy which I imagined.

"Since how long have you liked me?" I asked him.

"A long time, when I first saw you. You with your bags."

"What do you like about me?". Now I am asking questions, I guess asking is the best way for communication.

"You were so perfect no doubt but you just felt right. That made me want you. What about you? Do you like me?"

"Hmm... I don't know, you are handsome and attractive but I would need some time to like you that way. But I miss you when I don't see you, if that counts. Are you serious with me? I need to know this. If this is a game for you and you hurt me, I swear I will kill you". I looked at him with my most serious face. It was an important thing to say it.

"Mishka, I will live for you and die for you. I am serious with you; I am ready to marry you now if you want me to. I have never wanted anyone as much as I want you. You are my blessing of the Moon Goddess".

" One day, I may marry you."

"Why one day? Why not now?"

"Because I don't know you enough. Well, I am attracted to you and like you. But a marriage is more than just you and me madly attracted each other. Love is a feeling but marriage is a relationship, a promise, a commitment to each other. I like you and may even love you soon but we will need more than love to stay together. Like trust, honesty, sacrifice, commitment, loyalty. So many things yet they almost mean the same. It's like marriage is the ocean and all these are the rivers. They pass their own obstacle to reach the ocean. If one fail to overcome the obstacle, it will never reach the ocean. The marriage will never have that quality... Did I scare you?"