He was standing tall next to us struggling hard to concentrate on Anna but his eyes gauging every inch of my body, caressing my skin with his intense gaze.
I was uncomfortable and troubled by his presence and my face might be red, don't know whether it was because of embarrassment or of shyness. No one else ever checked me out like this before.
I never anticipated that his introduction would shake the floor beneath my feet, He was the famous Steve Miller the CEO of Miller Group, Anna’s Brother, the one Nik was so obsessed with.
What bothered me most was Nik's accusing look, as if I did something awful to her. He formally greets Nik and even his sister Anna but, initiated the gracious handshake for me, Which had a major impact on Nik, She seems lost and hurt, even I didn’t do it intentionally it kind of happened. He has such a remarkable temperament that one can't resist him or his sight, I draw my hand back as fast as I could.
I can't risk anything for a silly pull towards a rich guy like him, whom my friend like so much, even he was heavily affecting her mood. In my life never saw her this much serious before and didn’t know if it is good or bad, but I knew one thing the person that wealthy can’t be counted on special with a precious thing as the heart.
A person like him can only be cold-hearted, who loves to play ruthlessly with others emotions, no matter what I browsed about him, it's really hard to believe a word.
Though I was flabbergast by his appearance and the way he carries himself around like he owns everyone and everything, It was quite disturbing too.
I hate those who think, they have leverage over others just because of their wealth. Anna was his sister but she doesn’t possess this ambience that screams only power or wealth, She is more bubbly and friendly like any other normal person who blends in easily. Or maybe, I was just in hurry to judge him just push his thought back of my mind?
“ he can’t be that bad,” I assumed but what my inner self yells was “ he can’t be that perfect,” I don’t understand what it means but I knew one thing this guy is only here to bring extra trouble for me or in Nik’s life which I cant afford.
Soon my mind was back to its usual self. I set on our allotted places around the round table next to Nik, giving the warmest smile to Mr Johnson. I thanked God that he doesn’t join us at the same table but my smile soon vanished. I saw him sitting next to Anna at our table, glaring dagger at Mr Johnson’s back. “What with his rude attitude?” I think feeling sorry for Mr Johnson.
"He looks a bit green" my inner self commented, I can feel her winking. No one in hell may feel jealous. so I just ignored the comment.
I mentally slap myself for noticing him again, how can I just forget the cause, why I am here?
From the corner of my eyes I can feel his gaze on my face, he was annoying me for no reason, but I didn’t say a word to him.
“That because you are enjoying his attention” my inner self teased me.
For the first time, I didn’t snap back, everyone loves attention including me. In a short period, I was back to reality when my bestie looked pissed at me.
I can feel Nik’s fumes and his attention was making everything worse, right now she probably hates me for stealing his crush’s attention, that wasn't my intention but it was indeed hard to explain it to her when she was in a foul mood.
With a deep sigh ignoring everything aside, I started cheering for Nik when the fashion show began, holding her hand tight comforting her and it works wonder. She was relaxed under my touch, but still, have a troubled look on her face. I knew her too well, now she must be feeling guilty to think of me otherwise, but it was completely okay to me as people always tend to do a stupid thing when it comes to the heart.
My main motive was to be there as her supporter as her family as her sister, I was the only one invited by her who she now considered a family. Everything she achieved so far makes me proud. I can do anything to keep her, that’s what family do right?
My eyes were glassy with tears of joy, She was on stage, Her genuine bright smile was much brighter than any other day and everyone was applauding for her.
After party, was more than exciting, everyone made toast for the huge accomplishment. I was a little tipsy so did my both buddies, we were rocking the dance floor with our savage moves, sensing a lot of eyes on us but the pair of eyes that bothered me most was the green one, intensely peering at me, I cursed him under my breath to reduce his effect on me.
What made me more anxious was Nik’s eyes were glued on him, he was not even on the dance floor but he was responsible for the way she was dancing to seduce, he has this power over her that she can blindly ready to do anything to get his attention and favour.
Getting a hold back by sobering up a little, I kick him off my mind, It was approx midnight and working the next morning without rest wasn't an option, it will exhaust me more. My sanity was worn out and high heels were already killing me. I said my goodbyes to Anna and Nik, they were taking off the next day and they have some urgent aspects to discuss even at such an odd timing.
It is too hard to find a cab at this time, thanks that I have one number in my contact to call at, even at midnight without worrying about my security. Of course, I had to pay a little extra but that was completely okay, as cab drivers also have a family to feed.
I was sitting in the lobby waiting for my cab, too busy scrolling through the pictures which I captured earlier but one of them caught me off guard his picture. When did I capture his picture? Then I realized it must be Anna who saved his picture on my phone. The next photo was of mine and Steve’s he was looking at me from behind, he was standing far away but by looking at it on the phone, it feels like he was standing next to me, too close!
The idea of his proximity was inducing goose bums on my body, giving my mind hard time overcoming the idea of him next to me.
I was staring blankly at the phone screen when I felt someone presence. “ Hey there, hope I am not bothering you..??” his voice was soothing and soft, begging for my attention, his voice was desperate, but I don’t exactly know why?
Thanks to my mask, I wasn't worried about my makeup. I was from those girls who were never conscious about their looks but today was different for me, following the direction of husky voice my eyelashes move upward as if waiting for his further instruction to react.
He removed his mask and all I can think of as a response is to stare at him in amazement and excitement wanting to see more of what he had to offer; he looks more dashing like a Greek god in real. His features were perfectly tempting and enchanting. No real women have that courage not to fantasize about him.
I catch up with my speeding breaths, stopping my train of lusty thoughts to not follow the wrong direction of temptation and desire. Standing awkwardly, drifting from one foot to another to survive under his dark gaze. Finally, mustering up the tiny strength reaming inside me to fight back this weird feeling which is heightening since I first saw him.
“ No, not at all, how can I help you???” That is all I can utter in a sweet voice, "Oh My God! Why I am acting all sweet for him" I think, my heart was throbbing against my chest. I was looking straight into his mesmerising dense green eyes, waiting for his acknowledgement.
He looked dumbfounded not moving or even blinking, but just gazing into my brown eyes, it took a while for him to extended his right hand in my direction, "Is he trying to touch me?" I was ready to take a step back, but seeing him opening his palm slowly, chose to stick my feet to the same place.
"My bracelet!" I checked my calf only to found out that it indeed my bracelet, "He's just here to return it and I am so dumb that I thought....." I bite my inner cheek to stop my training thoughts, moving my hand forward I slowly grab my golden bracelet back, accidentally my fingers rubbed on his hand.
I felt his warmth on tip of my fingers and an intense feeling gust in my body. "What was that? What I am doing?" I was blinking nervously, feeling ashamed of how good it feels when I touched him.
It was all wrong but somehow it feels good, "Sorry and thank you" was all I shutter in a low voice not looking at him. Thanks to my cab driver as his text came for my rescue, Wanting to escape his closeness and saving myself from further embarrassment, I mumbled my last words for the day to Steve "I am sorry, and again thanks, have to go now, my cab is waiting outside"