When The Love Lasts

Chapter 3

As I and shayra arrived at the airport shayra said "Elif, wait a minute here I'll just see around if he has come to pick us up", " ofc he would come if he is such a gentleman as you said" i said rolling my eyes sarcastically.

After waiting for at least 10 minutes i was sitting on the chair with dark mocha, my favourite as always.

Out of curiosity i asked, "what's that gentleman's name huh?",
just when she was about to answer me, her eyes drift behind me then a masculine, yet deep voice came "am i getting compliments behind my back ladies?" My eyes instantly turned toward him.

Shit. The first thing i noticed is his broad shoulders, fitted in a perfect black armani suit, the set of grey pools bore into me with a slight smile on his face, his hairs slick but a bit messy, hand tucked in pockets, he slowly take in the eyes of me making me shiver under his gaze.

He's so big that his muscles are showing from his shirt underneath. I've never seen a man like this before, boys but not MEN.

After the thick eye contact between us i instantly said, "wrong predictions, nobody's giving you compliment, not me obviously".

"Well i am willing to get one", he said smiling sheepishly probably considering me his toy.

"Faris Afandi", he said offering me his h

"Let's go already! I am so tired bhai please, the talks can wait".

As we arrived at his home. Shayra's mom told us to reside in one of his home where he also lives. So basically i am stuck with him for the next 5 years? Damnn me!

Stepping out of the car, the lavish big house- no more like a penthouse came into view. The walls were solemnly beautiful with the beige and black colours. The glass windows shimmered in the sunlight, giving it a perfect view. Woahh!

Am i gonna stay in this comfort okay fine the gentleman lives in this house yet capable of making me nervous.

As like outside the insides of the home was much calmer, peaceful just like I've seen in movies or books.

Mesmerized by the absolute ostentatious surroundings, i couldn't focus on the man standing behind me.
"It's beautiful!" I murmured.
"Umhm" he said adjusting his voice. "Btw guestroom is on the second floor", he said amused by my expressions. " I've been here a few times i know that", shayra said flipping her hair sprinting on the second floor with her luggage.

While i was struggling dragging my two bags at once Faris was supressing his smile. "May I?", he asked in a low voice. "Oh come on, i can do it on my own!" I said just to listen the throaty laugh erupted from him.

I don't know how but his laugh made me smile a bit. Irritated by unsual efforts i drop the luggage sighing.
" I told you so but you won't listen to orders, don't you", he said cocking an eyebrow, he grinned.

After he drop my luggages off, it was nearly 7pm and we ordered take outs. I ate and i got to sleep because tomorrow i have so many things to do!

But the voice of him and the moments of earlier hours kept replaying in my mind. No wayy! I mean how can he invade my personal space huh! I am not ready to give any piece of me yo anyone yet. They always return broken pieces of me.

I can't trust any man just because i am attracted to him. Wait!! What no i shouldn't be even attracted to someone.

My heart beats with every single thought oh him!

Who will fix my pieces of heart? No one...

A/N: Feel free to give any suggestions. Ughh my hands are so clammy writing these bcz it's a first one damnn!