His Second Wife

Caught together.

Barq drove back to his mansion, with his daughter sleeping in Noya's arms at the backseat. His mind was elsewhere, he knew things were messed up and he needed to find calm. His mother sighed at his car entered the porch. Finding his mother in deep thoughts, he stepped out ranking his smooth hair, that somehow made Noya's cheeks flushed. Why does this man looks soo handsome? With out any efforts. Surely he is God's favourite.

Barq stepped inside the mansion, leaving behind Noya and Amayara. "Mom, is everything fine? You seems stressed" he says taking place on the lavished couch.

"Barq, I got a call from Amayra's teacher. She is not learning anything anymore. She is less likely to understand basic things than her age. I am worried about it" she said being all stressed about it.

Barq frowned at the words, "how can he say that? Amayra has a more IQ than her age fellow kids?" He says being all displeased by what he heard. Noya heard their words and decided to stay out of it. It was not her matter to interrupt. She was just a nanny.

"Barq, he is a teacher! He knows what he said. Besides this, sometimes I find Amayra being playing all day. She is still a kid, but she needs right assistance. She needs a motherly figure in her life to handle her. Not everytime you can be with her. You have a buisness to run" she says shaking her head. Barq rolled his eyes.

"So the topic is my marriage. You could have simply asked me!?" He says shaking his head.

"Don't run away Barq. I might die anytime. Life is has no guarantee, I just want you to settle with the bestest. That's all" she says softly caressing his cheek. Barq sighed and reassured her by squeezing her hand. "Mom, I have a lot of things to worry rather than marriage"

"Barq! Don't force me beat your ass!" She warned him making him chuckle. "You have that right  and you know that" he says smiling and walks upstairs. He knew his mother wanted to tie him up with Noya. But he doesn't wanted to rush things. Atleast not know.

He walked to his room, only to find Noya whispering sweet words to Amayra. As she was wide awake and being all grumpy. She was holding her in her arms, like her own child and kissed her forehead making her smile.

Barq felt a sense of tranquillity. "Daddy, can annie sleep with us?" Speaks Amayra making Noya panicked. She gasped at her words. Barq couldn't help but smirk. "Ask your annie" he shrugged making Noya's heart skip a beat.

"Annie pleaseeeeee, pleaseee you promised me right? That you will do anything for me" she whined making Noya stiffened at her words. Barq smiled at her words.

"Ms. Noya, be comfortable. The room is all yours" he says walking towards them to tye bed. That made her stiffened more. To which she crawled backwards. Barq leaned down at her level. Closing the gape between them. He leaned closer to her, brushing her cheek with his rough one, he whispered, "the room is all yours, and you are mine" his husky voice made her close her eyes at the intensity.

His strong cologne was making her mind dizzy. Amayra giggled at them and kissed his and her cheeks. Barq ruffled her hair smilingly. "Daddy, get my cloths changed" she spreads her arm making Barq's heart swell with all the love he has for this child.

"As per my princess order" he says making Noya smile shyly.

Soon changing her into comfortable ones. Barq's eyes were only focused on her. How timid she was around him this days. He removed his shirt making her eyes widened, she quickly looked away. Amayra giggled at her daddy saying, "daddy your nipples are cute!" Noya couldn’t help but cover her mouth with astonishment that made Barq rolled his eyes.

"Amor, stop embarrassing me" he says hissing making Noya and Amayra giggle.

Amayra smiles and looks at Noya's chest. Noya felt bit awkward and shifted herself. While Barq narrowed his eyes at his daughter. "Daddy, annie has soft soft boobs!" Barq couldn't help and facepalm. Noya was stunned and forgot to blink at her words. She quickly got up and turned to leave. When Barq held her hand, asking Amayra, "cover your eyes" which she did gladly nodding.

Pulling Noya to himself, as his bare chest collides with her stiffened back. He could feel her breathings turning uneven. "Don't leave me alone, please" he sounded requesting yet commanding. That Noya was melted. She couldn’t understand what was she feeling and why?

"I... should leave Mr. Barq, I can't..

"Did I asked your opinion?" He asked in his most dominating voice. His rough hands touched her arms making her skin to fill the fire that he had being burning inside. She flinched and ducked her head lower. He softly took the hold of her elbow and turned her around, lifting up her chin slowly yet charmingly, his grey eyes met her hazel ones.

"When I say stay, it means you *stay*. You're not going anywhere, you're mine." He says in such a tone that she shivered badly feeling a knot formed in her stomach. She was vulnerabily shaking.

His eyes scanned her beautiful face. Caressing her cheek with his thumb, the red cheeks made him fall for her more. Before he could lean down at her level and kiss her. He heard a knock on the door. That made Noya flinched and he cursed the person whoever destroyed their moment.

"If its not important, I will kill this person" he mumbles making Noya startled at his possessiveness. As he unlocks the door. He finds him mother asking, "Amayra must be asleep right, where is Noya? Ask her to help me in the kitchen" she says making him gulp. He mentally rolled his eyes.

Meanwhile, Amayra squeals and jogs to her granny, "annie is here with daddy. Daddy was...

And Barq held her wrist pulling her to him covering her big mouth with his palm. Noya sighed in relief but Sophie’s glares the two to frown.

"Amor, aren’t you becoming a chatterbox?" Barq says to his daughter who still tries to say something but couldn't.

"Noya, In my room now!" Orders his mother making him clench his jaw.

"Mom you can't order her!" He protested making Noya facepalm mentally.

"Shut up and you come with me" she says dragging Noya away from him. Barq stood with clench jaw and longing eyes.

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