Son âme précieuse

His Growing Desire

Her breath hitched in her throat seeing the only person standing there with nothing but fury in his goldenish blue eyes his face was emotionless he looks calm and collected to be honest but the case his eyes were saying was otherwise and she was dreading this very moment she doesn't want him to know what she was talking with her best friend over the phone she thought being in restroom would save her from him and she will have some time to talk her heart out. Not knowing that he would find her so soon and too at the moment when she was actually talking about him.

Good or bad? She didn't know herself.

Taking slow yet predatory steps he was standing in her personal space his eyes not living her whitish silver orbs for once but reluctantly he moved his gaze down to her hand where she was still holding the phone which was showing that the call is still going and she in panic didn't canceled it.

"زه په دې جانان نه پوهېدم" he whispered in baritone as he looked straight into her eyes.

(Zah peh dey janaan nah poheydam= I didn't knew this janaan)

She gulped hardly trying to make eye contact with him but failed miserably.

"تاسو څه پوهیږئ؟" she asked stuttering slightly.

(Tasou seemah pohekheni= what what you know?)

"که تاسو زما ستاینه کوله" he smiled suddenly a smile that has so many meaning behind it.

(Keh tasou zama sataeenah kolah= that you were praising me)

' I I was just tal talking ' she said looking down she didn't know why she was feeling embarrassed.

Talking? That I can see and how much you have a good mouth, he husked right against her ear.

' It's not what you are thinking ' she quietly said defending herself.

I believe what I see and hear janaan and now you my dear fiance will answer me each question with only yes if by any chance you deny anything you don't wants to see the real me hmm would you, his demeanor change all of sudden as his eyes turn cold along with his words making her squirm in her place

' Now tell me who were you talking with ' ? He asked making himself comfortable on the couch present in the restroom.

Bhai jaan ca can we talk some somewhere else, she said looking around not liking the place to talk well who talks in the restroom though.

' Doesn't matter no one will come if you are thinking that beside it's my friend's restaurant' he responded nonchalantly as he looked up at her to see her face which was now had turned more anxious.

Bh Bhai jaan but, she tried to say that she doesn't want to talk in this place but one sharp look from him had her gulped hardly as she gathered some courage in her not so confident self.

' Speak I don't like to repeat myself ' he said while tapping his left foot on the marble floor.

It's nothing what you think it is Bhai jaan I was talking to my best friend ' she said not looking at him as she knew she wasn't telling him the whole thing little did she know he had heard her already but wanted to confront her or maybe just wanted to make the innocent girl scare of him.

Nothing like what? Did I say that I was thinking? He looked calm but all his archer up eyebrow telling her that he is no nonsense man.

' I I I'm not ly lying ' she spoke in panic while stuttering badly.

His vicious laugh rang in the empty room as he got up approaching her he gripped her chin tightly in his hand.

' Did I say you were lying '? He asked looking at her making her tremble badly all the confidence she had few moments ago was now out of the window.