White Rose

CHAPTER TWO

"One gaze into your eyes and I felt everything I ever knew come to a standstill and take another new path" ~Ahsan

Her dark curly hair was spilled around the pillow framing her hallow cheeks, she looked innocent, stunningly beautiful yet sickly... He's been watching her since he brought her to his home, she's pale and thin, her small petite body was covered in the white duvet. He looked back at his iMac and continued typing, he was extremely busy with work when he heard a small groan and whimper, he immediately looked up

She had her unique eyes open, they were golden and absorbed everyone in their sight. He felt drawn to it, he was in a state of shock, he wasn't expecting it

He stood up slowly walking over to the bed trying not to scare her "its okay, calm down, I'm Ahsan" she stared at him in confusion "what's your name?"

"Yasna. Nahar Yasna. Where am I?" She asked sitting up looking scared and hugging her hooded self closer. Her voice is as beautiful as she is. She looked small, vulnerable in his oversized white hoodie which he had slipped her into

"My place, you fainted on the street, are you okay?" He asked. She nodded, her long hair bouncing with the motion "will you like something to drink and eat?"

She nodded, he gave her water to drink and gave her the lightest food he could think of pancakes and finally she was okay to talk "where are you from? Do you have a family I can call?"

She shook her head, the white oversized hood slipped off and she dragged it back "I don't, they are no longer in the picture"

She looked like that was the end of it so he kept silent knowing that there are somethings you are not meant to pry into, he also has secrets so he understands

"Okay then, I'll leave you to shower, I've set the hot water and there's change of clothe in the bathroom when you are done, you can come out"

She nodded and he left going downstairs to cook a normal lunch, something to fill her stomach with for the main time also deciding on what should be done with his new visitor

There was some spaghetti so he'll serve it with sauce, that should do while listening to music

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She sighed looking around the huge room for the nth time, it has long windows and chandeliers painted pure white, everything in the room was pure white and spotless, she wondered how much it took to maintain it

Rising up, she walked to the bathroom and slipped inside closing it behind her and locking it. It was also huge and white with a bathtub filled with foamy water. She avoided the mirror, stripped, showered and dressed into the black oversized hoodie and sweats, her hair was damp and there was nothing she could do so she just went out, there was also no slippers around. She dreaded going to meet him, not that she didn't like him but because she didn't know him and doesn't trust him. He had a very powerful aura around him and oh Allah his voice is beautiful, not Nigerian though with his white spotless skin matching his dark curly hair and very light brown eyes. He's easily the most handsome guy she has ever seen and when he stood she noticed the outline of abs in his white shirt. Shaking her head, she walked to the door, her feet engulfed in the soft rug

The corridor had very cold floors and it seemed the air-conditioning system was on around the house. She moved down the long staircase following the aroma of food, even though she ate almost an hour back, she's still hungry.

She noticed everything in the house was white purely white with hardly any colour

There he was humming under his breath, with music blasting and him cooking. It brought back memories, memories of her past, memories she wants to forget

As though sensing her, he turned immediately absorbing her in the vortex of his eyes, so beautiful, so hypnotic, so deadly

She dragged the already longsleeves and hugged her body "hey"

She kept quiet watching him as he served food into plates, the sauce was familiar, kidney sauce with spaghetti, when last did she see or eat something this good in her life. Its all too good to be true

"Come on" he led her somewhere in the house, it had a long glass table and chairs, there was already a glass of orange juice on the table so he set the food and directed her to sit on the white chair, she was the only one in black, he is dressed in straight white "eat, you need to eat"

She obeyed and ate slowly enjoying the food, it tastes amazing. After they were done eating, he excused himself with their plates leaving her, he came back moments later

"Thank you" she whispered looking down at her hands trying not to bite her nails as she does when she's nervous

"Its no big deal, are you sure no one will be looking for you?" He asked again

She shook her head painfully fighting off the memories "I'm an only child and my family aren't in this world anymore, I've got noone out there, I'm all alone" she refused to cry, to show weakness in front of a stranger who took her in her subconscious reminded her

"How about you work for me" her head snapped up immediately "as a maid or something because I know you won't want to stay idle, I can be paying you monthly or something till you get back on your feet"

She shook her head "if only you knew, I'll work for free"

"Nah-"

"Please, you've done a lot for me please let me do this" she pleaded

"Okay but you only start when you get better, not now, not anytime soon"

She nodded "thank you Sir"

"Ahsan, call me Ahsan"

She nodded trying out the name "Ahsan"

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Yes my darlings, White Rose. Yasna means white rose so get it😉😂

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~Aiyla😘