Thirteenth lunar day's moon was proceeding swiftly over the boundless ether, above
the clouds, witnessing the silence in Sophia's wide, bewildered hazel eyes and darkness in Noah's dark hazy silvery eyes.
On hearing Noah's question, Sophia's mouth opened agape and her mind started to have millions of thoughts in split of a second. And first thing that came in her mind is, 'he the man who has been following her? Was her intuitions were correct?'
'Why would he question such thing? To enter the home of a girl, who lives all alone, and above all why did she let him walk her home?'
Her mind was in a complete chaos, without having knowledge of weather Noah is being serious and he really mean it, for what he said or not.
Having all conceptualization in her mind, biting her lips between her teeth, she slowly turned to face Noah, who in lieu was standing his full length, smiling with mirthfulness, with his tongue poking to one side of the cheek, hands on pocket and of course eyes hooded with sinisterness and malevolent, which were hidden from Sophia because of darkness engulfing them.
"Sorry sir?" Sophia interrogated him in a soft and as much as possible polite voice. Noah let out a loud chuckle and replied in a heavy dark voice "Just kidding. Go in." Hearing him Sophia felt relieved and conscience-stricken at the same time for thinking him this irrational.
As matter of fact lust was taking best control over him, if he won't send her now, he won't be able to control neither his urges nor his countenance.
"Good night sir, and thanks again."
And saying so Sophia literally ran up the stairs not turning back, not even once to get
a glimpse of the devil himself, not with even slip of a pen.
Noah kept on staring at the direction where she ran to and veiled, with grazing his Longue-over itlereuges or filis carnérror reetttarorlarmming it form carmirent carmire:
After five to ten minutes, Noah went back at the direction where he parked his car and getting in he got himself the pack of cigarette and came out to smoke continuously one after other thinking about the sweetest conversation he ever had with any girl, throughout span of his life.
After he was done to his contentment, after a long period of time he drove back to mansion, and getting in warm Scandinavian steam bath he let his muscle have a taste of relaxation after a long run in the office surrounded by piles of work. When he was relaxed enough, he came to know how stressed he had been because of being busy in his new project, but somehow he made sure to take some sweet time for his Sophia.
If she was not this pure and innocent and if he is not this non compos mentis where she is involved, without much of difficulty by now she would have been in his bed by his side. He smirked cunningly, coming out of the tub and went straight to his dressing room wrapping a towel obscuring his lower body and letting his muscular chest exposed, although he didn't had any chick today to show off.
When in, he brushed his hands to hanged, perfectly ironed white shirts; lined up in front of the black shirts. Taking one of it to put on, he dressed up in white shirt and black trouser, letting his shirt hang over his upper body with exposing some part of his chest and unbuttoned sleeves. He went down to have his dinner and getting on his seat he waited for his housekeeper to serve him.
He chewed properly his French salad and beef Wallington go along with red wine, he had always been fan of palatable food for which he had also employed best chef's around the city in both his home and also his office, so as where ever he can have it, as it suits him.
After finishing his dinner he went straight to his bedroom without bursting in any of his servers, although they did some blunders, which is unbearable to him because of his OCPD but he was not going to ruin his mood because of them.
Once in bedroom he went to balcony to enjoy the forest view in the back of his stately mansion and the moon and his line of thoughts went straight to Sophia. 'Why on earth did he say so that he likes her? Does he really like her? He can't, because such emotions only exist for fools like Leo and not for him at least that is how he is taught. But what if she takes this game seriously? But why is he taking circumspection, if she takes it so, it will be a lesson for her not to believe in every word said by others. But again what if she gets hurt? Will she be able to take such tribulation that is already alone in this world?' And for the first time almighty Noah Taylor was afraid to hurt someone who is not related to him in any way.
Trying to distract himself, he brought his thoughts to her tantalizing lips in between teeth, her trifling reaction seduces him to very extent, unwillingly. 'Is she even aware of fact that how her small actions are waking up the beast that have been sleeping? No, if she would have known she would have never acted this way, in contrast would have concealed herself safe and far, far away from him.'
He smirked looking at the bonner he got just by thinking about her little action and said out loud to himself "Oh darling! I have to take care of it until your lips take place of my hands."
And shredding every single piece of cloth in him, he went in shower to drown in the thoughts of his honey coated enchantress.
Sophia on the other hand as soon as got in apartment closed the door with a loud thud and sat on the floor by the door, with her heart thumping and running in its maximum speed. She gulped, trying to wet her already dried throat and calm herself down.
When calm enough she begins to mull over the time when he said 'he likes her.' Does he really like her? Or is it all just a show? But why she, doesn't have anything valuable and beneficial to offer him, even he Noah Taylor, who is always surrounded by girls, who throw themselves in him, is interested in her? A simple girl, who is always busy in running here and there every hour just to earn some extra currencies. But why? No links can b concatenated or is it true, that he really likes her?
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But she can't take decision hastily like an arrow from a bow, what if he was setting up a trap? But why would he, he haven't been in relationship nor does he have any scarcity of girls for which he would trap her.
But the main thing above all is does she likes him back? Because if she don't, she would have reasoned out by now that she don't have enough of time in her hand for all this nonsense but, since she is giving him a thought, she must be drawing towards him, his manner, his behavior towards her, his silhouette and his attractive features.
By the time she got up from floor to move to her bedroom, her mind was a complete mess from debating all pros and cons.
Today, she was in no mood of having dinner, more than belly fullness she was in no mood of cooking; she was enervated although it was all just her regular daily routine. The only thing she was craving was a good shower and a tight, long, deep sleep. Discasing her clothes off, she went in bedroom attached washroom and she stood just beneath the shower without taking chill off the water to bring it to the body temperature and let the water drip all over her body soaking her from her long curly hairs to foot. When quenched, she came out and dried her hairs using towel and went to the window staring at the elliptical beautiful moon shinning with the reflected light. She kept on staring at it along with the heavenly body that seemed as diamonds studded over dark black cloak and felt a ping of loneliness. 'It would have been so good if Maa Paa was around. She would not have had been on her own.' Abruptly, with moisture in her glistening red shot eyes and quivering voice she spoke in thin air looking at the direction of limitless heavens "Maa Paa, can you see me? Look how alone I m without you. I am not able to understand even the basics. Guide me please." She cried and cried her heart out.
After sometimes Samuel's voice echoed on her ears "She will have a shoulder to lean on."
Was he right? Will he be the soul who will complete her? Or shall she give this all think for longer period of duration.
Both Sophia and Noah were completely immersed in each other's envisaging, where one was thinking him as a soul to accompany her and other was busy in drowning in her beauty and lusting over her body not enlightened yet of the fact that does he even like her or not.