Silent Ties: Fusion Of Hearts

Chapter 25

Zia's POV:

After finishing my meal, I was ready. We hadn't exchanged numbers, so I couldn't even message or call him to check if he was ready. After some time of waiting, there was a knock on the door. When I opened it, Azlan stood there in a stylish suit. He looked like a model, dressed in a semi-formal black suit that hugged his physique and accentuated his muscles. Up until now, he has generally worn loose, comfortable shirts instead of this type of fabric. I had to avert my gaze to resist the urge to pounce on him if I continued staring.

It dawned on me that I was underdressed in comparison to him; my outfit was fine for a meal, but not like his stylish attire. "You didn't inform me in advance that we were heading anywhere that would call for this kind of attire," I said. "Should I change?"

"No, that's okay," he replied. "I'm heading straight to the dinner, but you'll have plenty of time to change before the dinner."

Upon leaving the house, I spotted a limousine parked outside. "Are we taking that?" I asked.

His response was a simple "Yes."

I was taken aback by the surprise, and my thoughts were in disarray. We were shortly in front of a store. As soon as we entered, he gave the attendants instructions regarding dresses. He whispered to me, "I read somewhere that when taking a girl out, the boys should give her a beautiful evening gown for the date. I brought you here because I was unaware of your size and preferences. You are in charge of selecting the ideal outfit. Rest assured, I'll be available to help."

When I asked him to pinch me, he gave me a puzzled look. I said, "I can't believe this is happening. My dream was to go to a ball, dress in an incredibly gorgeous gown, and dance with my special someone. Are you for real?"

He answered with a smile, saying, "I didn't want our second date to be like any other. I want this date to be so memorable that it will stick in your memory forever. I want tonight to be flawless because our first date was simple, and something happened that upset you."

After hearing him express all of this, I had the sudden urge to press him against the wall and give him a long, passionate kiss. My thoughts were racing, but I blamed him for looking irresistible and saying such sweet things.

Azlan's POV:

I spent my morning organizing the ideal date and then choosing my dinner attire. After trying on a ton of outfits, I wasn't pleased because I was so excited. I pretended that I had a meeting, so I used my half-day to choose the ideal attire for myself. Everything seemed too serious or uninteresting. I wanted something eye-catching, something that would impress her. I suppose I succeeded in making the greatest impact.

The instant she saw me, her gorgeous eyes conveyed so much emotion that I could feel it. It seemed like she intended to undress me with her gaze. In my thoughts, I was rejoicing that everything had gone smoothly. She was ecstatic to hear my surprise plan and couldn't stop talking about it.

She began choosing the outfit, and each one made her appear stunning. Struggling to decide, she requested, "Please help me choose one; I'm not good at shopping for myself. Your time won't be wasted that way."

Although I was aware of her concerns regarding my time, I took a week off specifically to be with her. I was completely content with her taking as much time as she needed. I tried to help her, but I was torn because she looked so gorgeous in every single dress.

The staff quickly called a lady, claiming that she could help with the decision because she was a stylist. The woman quickly made a few dress selections, and one was chosen. She looked heavenly and ethereal as soon as she emerged wearing that. I was shocked since I didn't think she could be more beautiful than she already was.

I moved closer to her and gently kissed her forehead, resisting the urge to kiss her lips and reminding myself to take things slowly. After we had settled on the dress, I inquired about the availability of a hairstylist and makeup artist for her. They replied that they had and that if we wanted, they could get her completely ready. After I gave my okay, she left to get ready.

Soon, she appeared far more gorgeous than I could ever describe. It seemed blasphemous not to comply when she appeared like this, so I was looking for the right words. "Words fail to capture your beauty-you exude sheer elegance and grace," I expressed. Her cheeks flushed, confirming my success with a shy smile in response.

After the meal, we headed to her residence. She was expressing her gratitude and chatting animatedly. I asked her to hold on for a final surprise. I set the mood with soft music and extended my hand, inviting her to dance in the dimly lit room.

She gave me a startled expression and asked, "Why here?"

"I know you wanted to dance, but I was a little worried because I thought you might not enjoy dancing in front of other people. That's why I asked here if it's okay," I said in response.

She cast a glance at me before moving closer, gently placing a kiss on my forehead. This was the first time she took the initiative, so I was very happy. To my amazement, she said, "I can't quite articulate it, but everything you did today brought me immense joy. You are so flawless, Azlan, that I'm not sure if I deserve you."

I pulled her in closer by holding her around the waist and said, "You are incredibly precious to me, and I'm thankful for being able to bring happiness to you. People find me aloof, and I indeed keep my distance from them because I understand the feelings they're harboring when they're looking for me. Some people only consider my outward appearance while making snap judgments about whether or not I would be useful to them, much like an ornament. You are the one who encouraged me to open up because you asked me what I wanted in a companion and didn't judge me by my appearance. I fear that my lackluster personality may one day fail to keep you by my side because you deserve far more, Zia."

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