His Second Wife

Not your type.

The kiss was rough yet dominating, demanding and possessive. Noya could only shiver and gasp at his sudden antics that left her shocked and embarrassed. The moment they parted away, she was shivering badly, shutting her eyes close enough, she felt his rough fingers softly brushing her cheeks. He softly patted her cheeks, gripping her cheeks, he lifted her head up. His gaze was intense and filled with emotions.

She was all red like an apple, he shifted back giving some space. Probably, thinking for the right answer which he was not having any. A loud applause was heard making Noya startled. She flinched vulnerably, with wide saucer eyes she witnessed Layla clapping with anger.

Barq didn't even dared to move an inch, he knew what he was doing and what was Layla upto. "Wow! Shouldn't be you be in your limits! Ms. Nanny. Don't you have any other job rather than seducing rich men!" Layla accused without even knowing the truth.

Noya quickly stepped down the bed. Noddung in no, "That's not what think!" She tried to protest but Barq interfered taking her side. "Well, as far as I remember that’s exactly your thing to do? Layla" Barq says in his most gruffy yet calm voice. Danger was all Noya could sense.

Layla stiffened at his answer. Leaving her jaw dropped off to the ground. Barq turned to Noya, meeting her doubtful eyes he clasped her wrist dragging her out of the room. Noya, being in her numb and shocked state just walked behind him with multiple thoughts and worries.

"Sir, please let me go. What if someone sees?" She mumbled worryingly. Barq entered his room and walked directly to his wardrobe, getting a towel for her. He passed it to her. While she frowned at his silence. "Get yourself dry" he says not before slipping into his wardrobe again.

Not being able to withstand with his silence, she sighed and shaking her head, she got back to her room. Before she could even think or do anything a rough pull made her collide with his hard chest.

A gasp left her mouth, "did I asked you to leave?" He questioned making her go silent.

His hold was tight yet soft. His eyes casted on her small face that was turning more red, by passing each second.

Sighing in dejection and gathering all her courage as in she was not able to say what was on her mind, she tried to say in a very small whisper.

"Sir, You are forgetting your limits" she says in a very small whisper. Though trying to sound confident she slipped.

Barq raised his one eyebrow at her words, "What's with whispering Noya? Are you scared of me?" He purposely asked making her eyes widened at his question.

"No! Why would I be scared of you! And you think you can touch me whenever you want, listen to Mr. Riche Rich, i am not that type of girl!" She says sounding more confident yet scared. As her heart was pounding wild.

He shoved his hands in his pants pocket, staring her for her speech. "Alright, what's your type though?" He asked sounding, as if it was not a matter at all. She gasped at his audacity.

"You!! What do you even think of your self!? First you stole my first kiss and now you..

"It was a heat of a moment. It won't happen again but more frequently" he says winking at her making her gasp again.

"What a shameless man!" She says with disgusting face, making him chuckle.

"You think I am shameless?" He asked making her nod furiously. "Ofcourse! Shameless, disgusting and unbelievable! Do you even know what does a kiss mean!? Like!? How could you do this to me and why?!" She asked making a crying face. He took a step towards her making her move back.

"Better maintain 10 steps distance or else I will report to the cops!" She warned pointing at him. To which he chuckled and took a step ahead, smirking.

"What if I don't?" He aksed teasing her more. Noya was stunned with his shamelessness.

Before she could respond to shameless answer  Amayra came running and hugged Noya. Barq sighed and smirked at her. Noya looked down at her, "Annie, I am hungry, and why didn't you changed yet?" She asked sneezing. Noya mouthed oh, and quickly made her sit on the counch. Slipping into her bathroom. She changed into a comfortable cloths.

While Barq went to change, a small smile was tucking his lips. Mind collided with her thoughts. Her fragrance, her soft lips and her soft body in his arms was a magic. It was a magic, she smelled beautiful and spirited. A desire of craving was luring in his heart. Being a man, with self control for straight 30 years was not difficult but not easy being a father, a single parent.

"What's between you and Noya?" Asked his mother the moment she entered his room. Barq knew Layla would have spread the news till now.

He closed his file, leaning back on his chair. He spoke calculative words. "I don't know what I want, but I am sure I crave her now and throughout my life" he says sounding possessive and demanding.

His mother shooked his head, "you jave a daughter. Her consent is more important, rather than that, I hope you remember my teachings don't touch a woman without her will" she says softly caressing his head.

"I know mom, I remember all your teachings" he assured making her smile. "Handle Layla, She might be furious" he says remembering her wrath.

"Her heart is broken, one side love is not easy son. Maintain some distance until is back to life. Its not easy to see your loved one with someone else. Her heart is broken , I can feel her pain, her heart is bleeding" she says in a small tone. Barq felt bad for her, he needs to talk to her. Once. Atleast.

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