His Second Wife

Spilled the beans.

Fear crawling down her skin, she bited her lips nervously. Being standing under the sharp gaze of Sophia, Noya was shivering and fearing to lose her job. Her favorite job. May be cause she was falling in love with her handsome son, who loves to get her into the trouble.

"Noya, answer me truthfully" she heard Sophia grumbled with annoyance after a long while. She nodded with fresh tears in her eyes. Sophia knew what card she has to pull now.

"Have you ever worked as nanny before?" She questioned. To which Noya nodded in a small nod.

"So that's mean you have a few more experiences how to fall in love with a rich man? Don’t you?" She knew what she was saying, it was the only one way to agree Barq to take one step ahead in life.

Noya couldn’t withstand with the harsh words. She let her tears fall. "I am sorry, It won't happen again" she tried to sound not guilt but neither harsh. But confident.

"I hope the same. Focus on Amayra more than her father" Sophia says gritting her teeth. Noya gave one more nod, and left to her room. She never felt this insults. Why? Wasn’t it was her own son who pulled her into this. With sobs and tears as she was passing by the kitchen.

A strong arm pulled her by her waist, making her eyes widen with shock. Her eyes softened at his worried sight, he held her in his arms, not leaving a single chance to wiggle. The more she tires to get away, the more his hold gets tightened. "What did mom say?" He asked looking directly into her eyes. Raising his hand softly, he locked her hair strands behind her ear and wiped away her tears softly.

Noya was stunned and numb at his touch and care. How politely and softly he holds her. Cares for her. She glanced at him with teary eyes, "don't, leave me Sir. I am not your type" she whispered with guilt. Her words holds te difference their world had. The two different world, which made them collide.

His grip tightened around her waist. His jaw clenched more hard now. "Say it again and watch how mercilessly I will ruin your thinking" He whispered dangerously near her mouth. She gasped at his words.

The words his just spilled, held dominance, promise and warning.

He sighed closing his eyes, taking a long breath, he cupped her cheeks, "tell me sweetheart, did mom say anything that made you cry? Just tell me once. I will talk to her precious" He asked in his husky voice. She looked down with wobbling lips.

"We should not be doing this, Sir. I am not your type"

"What's my type? Care to explain, love" He asked raising his eyesbrows. She shifted on her feets. Feeling knots in her stomach.

Meanwhile, Hubaab was entered the kitchen to fill his water bottle. He found the two standing soo close that not even air could pass by. "Get a room guys" He says being still weak.

The two flinched and Barq glared at him. "What are you doing? Hubaab you need to rest" Barq says narrowing his eyes. While Noya quickly moved back, with flushed cheeks.

"Of course and would happily die with thirst" hubaab says rolling his eyes. Barq shocked his head. Turning back to Noya, he mouthed, "will catch you later" she quickly skipped out of the kitchen.

Barq turned to hubaab with a shrug, hubaab smiled with a smirk. "So? How is it going big brother?" Asked Hubaab as Barq helped him back to his room.

"What?" Barq asked trying to ignore what he exactly asked for. "Of course your affair with Noya, she is quite shy one" He says complimenting making Barq rolled his eyes.

"It's not..

"Shut up already, big brother. You need to agree you are in big pool of love, already drowned" He said coolly making Barq smack his back of head.

"Shut up your mouth and rest" barq covered him with the duvet and turned to leave. Hubaab softly held his cuff.

"BB, get her before someone else steal her from you" He says in a small tone. Barq took a long breath.

"I won't let her go, atleast not now or ever" He said with confirmation.

Hubaab smiled and gave a wink. "Wife her up" He mouthed making Barq smile ear to ear. His heart skipped a beat. He went back to his mother’s room.

"Mom what did you say to Noya?" He asked in his most serious voice.

"Are you going to scold me for what did I say to her? I just said the fact. She is the dust of your universe, you are meant to shine and she is meant to be the small dust particle in your light. Remember my words Barq she is not your type. Get a standard, son" she says as she made her bed.

Barq got furious. His eyes turned red. He clenched his jaw his broke then nearest piece of art into tiny pieces with a single punch making his mother flinch at his anger.

"You. Have. No. Right. To disrespect. Her!" He says in his most dangerous voice. Making her gulp with annoyance.

"Barq, are you even in your senses? Have you lost your mind? Why are you behaving this possessive?" She asked making him groan and fearing he mind end up saying something he never wanted too. He was smitten by her innocence and her truthful character.

"Please don't push me further mom, please" He says in a small yet dangerous tone.

"Why? Are you in love with her?" She asked crossing her arms near her chest. His hands were shivering, he was soo angry that he could hear his own heartbeat.

"Yes" He whispered in a small voice.

The two minutes silence was the longest time carried by the two. His mother smiled and sighed heavily. "That’s what I wanted to hear. Go and sleep now, tomorrow is your marriage. A simplest one" she says making his eyes widen.

What just happened? Did he just spilled the beans this easily?

A marriage? Tomorrow? What will he say to Noya? What will she do? How will she react?

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