Deceptive Glitters ✅

Chapter 34: Strong enough

Adnan Abubakar Barkindo sauntered into the halls of the Barkindo enterprises, his size ineluctably attracts attention making most men subconsciously check themselves and straighten their backs and the women; those that fought the urge to batter their lashes flirtatiously couldn’t hide the admiration in their eyes as he walked past them with a gentle but confident gait, women swooned as he turned the corner heading to the direction of the elevator ignoring the stares he was receiving, for the most part he hadn’t noticed.

He smiled and nodded at few of the employees he was familiar with, declining someone’s request to help him with what he needed to do, when he reached the elevator he pressed the last floor which would take him directly to his brother's office floor, though he knew he wasn't there, he'd left him at home.

The elevator dinged and he walked out with calculative steps towards the secretary's desk. She was clad in a rose ebony chiffon scarf and a white blouse he could see that from where he was. He wasn’t in her line of sight yet so stood for a second and adjusted his perfectly fitted suit jacket from house of Bajan, he expelled a breath before continuing in steady strides.

He tapped the desk softly bringing her attention to him. She looked up quickly, her expression turning from surprise to fright to shock then wariness, he completely towered over her seated form, his cologne enveloping her, she fought the urge to take a deep breath.

“Good morning hamma.” she greeted her voice small. Aisha might act confident and sassy to his older brother, but her knees give out in his presence. Fahad is definitely charismatic and his mere presence makes you want to do everything right, but Adnan, there was something about him she couldn’t quite place.

“Good morning.” his deep voice answered, though he made strong effort for it to come out softly but it still held a deep bass.

“How can I help you?” She stood up looking at everywhere but him.

Adnan is described as the muscle of the family among his two brothers and also the most intimidating, his size makes people not argue that fact, his always poker face and one flick of his eyes in your direction is set to put you in your place. Adnan is the one to blow things out of proportion; he's the act then ask kind of person, and like his siblings, has confidence that's way too much for their own good.

That aside, his heart wanted to jump out of his chest and present itself to his cousin on a golden potter to do with it as she pleased but the mental image of that didn't look pretty as nice as it sounded, to him at least.

The confidence he’d left the house with dissipated and eventually none was left the moment he settled his gaze on her, she's so beautiful masha Allah.

“Hamma?” her voice was shaky as she asked, she was about to piss her pants, why was he still standing? She asked herself adjusting her perfectly wrapped veil.

“Should I get you a chair while you wait for him? He's not here yet.” she was doing everything and failing woefully not to sound scared.

“I know he's not here, we live in the same house.” he said matter of fact making her blush, it showed on her caramel skin making her look all the more innocent and if possible, more beautiful. His heart tugged and his stomach did flips, hearts would be swimming over his head if he was a cartoon character, he wasn’t even kidding. He wondered how someone could be so perfect because the more looked at her the more he feels his heart registering her.

“Oh, how can I help you?” she asked, moving her weight from one foot to the other, she just couldn't stand still which brought a small smile to his face.

“You can sit perhaps,” he pointed to her empty chair, “I'm here to see you.” her eyes widened a fraction, she sat nevertheless to keep herself from asking him why he wanted to see her, she couldn’t question him.