Freya was standing leaning against a tree, thinking all about the humiliation she faced few hours ago. She knew she was acting like a cry baby, but she can't control her tears. She is just like that emotional and fragile.
Never ever she thought that she would meet those people again who tortured her all these years, gave her endless scars and nightmare. They always kept her hidden from the world and always flaunted.
They used to say that she was meant to be hide, she was not even beautiful and not desirable either so thats why there is no need to introduce her to anyone.
They never even beared her expenses. She used to do a part time job at a cafe and a library. She beared her own expenses all the time.
All those memories of humiliation and scars came back when she saw them again. She sat down on the grass, she hugged her legs and started sobbing.
Suddenly she felt a presence behind her, she turned to look at the person and saw Tristan standing there. Her eyes became wide and suddenly she stood up and dusted her dress with her hands.
"Why are you sitting here alone?" Tristan asked
"I-I don't...talk to st-strangers" she bit her lip and turned away.
But both of them know that Tristan is not a stranger. Tristan lets out a chuckle, he puts his hand in his pocket and took out a handkerchief.
"Here take this, you need it" he said offering the handkerchief to Freya.
She lifted her hand and took the handkerchief muttering a 'thank you'.
"So now may I know why are you here?" Tristan asked patiently.
To be honest he was quiet surprised by himself. He was never this patient and polite to any woman before, but this woman made him things he can't even dream of and she dosen't even know about it.
How more cute can this get?
"Well...I needed some air, so I came outside" Freya said, well technically she lied.
"Telling lies now, aren't we? Is it really the air or the humiliation, by the Cohen family?"
Freya became really uncomfortable. She dosen't like when someone bring up her past, she really don't want to talk about them.
Tristan noticed her shivering, he understood his mistake. He opened her old scars which was a grave mistake. He closed his eyes and sighed.
He never regretted anything in his life, he was spoiled, but today he really regretted his actions so he wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
She couldn't control herself so in a swift she wrapped her arms around his waist and hid her face in his neck. Tristan demeanor got stiff, he didn't expected her to react like this. Her body was shaking and he can feel his coat getting wet but he can care less about his outfit.
Without a second thought he wrapped his arms around her petite form and rubbed her shoulders in a soothing manner.
Few minutes later they broke away. Tristan cupped her face and made her look at him.
"Oh! My my look at you, you face looks like a baboon's butt! All red" Tristan cackled.
Freya gasped and gave him a baffled look.
"You did not just-"
"Oh well but I did! Your welcome" He gave her an innocent smile.
Freya closed her eyes and chuckled. He was nothing like the Tristan she met before rude and conceited and arrogant, he was more gentle and warm with made Freya's heart flutter.
She felt safe and home
"Now now wipe your tears and cheer up! You're gonna dance with me" Tristan gave her a cocky smirk.
"Dance? But Liana is your girlfriend, isn't she?"
Tristan bursted out laughing at Freya simple and innocent question.
"Little Baboon, I don't do girlfriends. Leora-"
"Liana" Freya interrupted.
"Yeah whatever, she was just my fuck toy. To be honest she is just good in bed that's it and I was going to leave her after tonight anyway" Tristan shrugged.
"What? Why?!" Freya whispered.
"Why?! Well you see I got bored"
Freya gawked at him.
"Well no comments!" Freya sighed.
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"Tristan, why are you with this wench" Liana seethed in anger.
"Do I have to tell you everything I do? Listen here and listen for good its my life, I can do whatever I want, you are not my girlfriend so don't act like one"
Tristan holded Freya's hands and came close to Liana's face and muttered a 'Piss off bitch' and went away.
Soft music started to play and the hall's bright lights changed into a soft pink lights.
Tristan and Freya took their position and started dancing with the music.
They were in an absolute bliss at the moment. Tristan just wanted to kiss the life out of the woman infront of her.
Freya wanted to be in his arms for the rest of the eternity. She wanted his strong arms around her waist, maybe she wanted to get a little naughty too.
When they ended their dance they part away and looked at each other. Tristan leaned in and kissed Freya's cheek softly.
They exchanged numbers and parted away.
That night for the first time Freya went to sleep with a huge smile on her face and stomach butterflies.
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Sweet Heart
RomanceAfter his mother cheated on his father Tristan Kendrick Ashford grew up to a cold hearted monster, hating the entire women community. Indeed he got his father's love, care and support in everything, but that was not enough to heal the wound in his h...
