SECRET AFFAIRS WITH MASTER

"Turn Of Events Pt.3"

Chapter Three_

Daya's P.O.V.

His strong arms are still behind me, supporting my entire weight..I felt a gulped on my throat.

Then I fixed my feet trying to regain balance..My eyes are like glued to this being. He is like someone who's from the early 1900's or late 1800's..

When I looked down I saw my hands are still on his very broad arms.

I felt my eyes gone wide..And I froze.

"Oh!" I quickly took my hands off. "I'm sorry" Damn this is embarrassing..

"Don't be.." he returned a whisper too, his voice is low yet light..and enchanting. I was suddenly hypnotized..I felt myself gulped again.

"Um Daya?" Migs uttered behind.

I noticed the man in top hat glance at the guy behind me(Migs), then he returned his eyes to mine.

"I'm guessing he's bothering you...Huh?" he asked, still in a low, charming voice. And he had that small smile tug on his lips.

It's just then, when I realized one of his hands were still holding the back of my waist..somewhat protectively?..

I nodded in response, then looked down... Okay, why am I feeling so shy and conscious infront of this guy?..

"Not meaning to interrupt good sir..But I can't help not noticing that there's a problem here"

I immediately looked up again to him when he raised his voice to a normal level to address Migs.

Darn why does his voice sounds so good?..I shook my head from the thought. Daya..That's a weird thought. Don't be weird! I always hate creeps, don't be one tonight!

"What?" Migs crunched his nose out of confusion.

"You know what..When a woman says..To stay away from her..Stay away from her" he casually replied, with a charming smile tug on his lips.

"Well looks like you're getting it wrong..She never said that. Well if you ask me, it seems like the one who should get away from her is you" he retorted

With brows knitted, I looked over to Migs above my shoulders... Boy he's just so annoying.

"Well..She's using her body language to communicate.." He murmured in a casual tone, still his charming smile never left his lips.

I found myself captivated, unable to look away as I stared at him with amusement.

"And her body language right now is... implying" he trailed off, lowering his gaze to me. His eyes roamed over, I looked away unable to process... I should feel uncomfortable when someone, especially someone who is a guy, is looking at my body that way.. Yet why am I allowing him..? And..Why I'm just shy about it..and not mad?

"She doesn't like to see your face ever again" He continued, his brows arched as he looked over to Migs again.

"Really?! How about I show your face" offended, Migs attempted to attack the Man, I don't know what went ever me, but I reflexively turned around and spread my arms blocking Migs.

"Stop it Migs!" I snapped.

"He's just.." I hesitated for a moment.

"Telling you the truth.." With a meek voice..I lowered my head. I don't like Migs.. But I'm scared looking at other people's reactions.

"W-What? Who is he even?"

"U-Um.." here I am again mumbling as I struggled to find words.

My entire body tensed when this guy's strong hand found its place on my waist once again. In that moment, I forgot how to breathe, a rigidity settling in, and my eyes widening in response.