Chapter 22
Falak’s POV
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“I can’t express my gratitude in words for everything that you’re doing for me.”, I said to HIM when he returned back after calling someone to find out about my parents as well as my kidnappers.
“Then don’t express it through words; you can share in the way I want.”, He said, and I felt his breath near my neck before he could have made any further move, I maintaining some distance between us.
I heard him sigh, and the next thing I knew, his head was in my lap, and I placed my hand on his head.
“So what’s your plan for tomorrow?”, He asked casually as if he had done nothing a moment before.
“Yo.. your head is.. is in my lap.”, I stuttered and mentally slapped myself for stuttering.
“I know. But that’s not the answer to my question.”
I sighed, realizing he was doing everything for a purpose. “After attending the session with Dr. White. I will visit the orphanage to check on all my kids and my old age friends. And then Ash will pick me up from there as we have planned to spend time together. And then, I will spend some time with Maria to know how did her date go. Then I will practice driving the car at least for an hour or more. Then I will return back to the orphanage.” I didn’t realize it when I started running my fingers in his hair. His hairs were short and soft. I could feel that his hair was settled with gel earlier before I started messing with it.
I couldn’t help but wonder about the color of his hair.
“What about me? Won’t you share some moment with me?”, He asked as if he used to take my permission before fixing our meeting until now. Not that I was complaining.
I chuckled before speaking. “I will be near you whenever you want. All you have to send Albert OR the same familiar car or something that tells me that you want to meet me.”
“I like that answer.”
“By the way, why don’t you tell me about yourself? I mean, obvious without letting me know about your identity. And on the top? Why didn’t you try to contact me in these ten years? Why all of a sudden?”
“Umm…you can say that I was kind of busy. Busy in building my career. I don’t want to freak you out by telling you the whole truth. But trust me, not a day passed by when I didn’t miss you. It’s just a part of knew that at that age, building my career was more important.”
“So, you’re studious kid, huh?” I asked, and I started using my mind to recall who all were the studious kids in my class, especially in my class.
And two names screamed in my mind.
Klaus Martinez
Jacob Martinez
Tyler Jones
They both were the first, second, and third rank holders of my class. Sometimes, I could able to beat Jacob and Tyler in the marks; that’s because they used to hang out with the bad boy’s gang, but Klaus was OFFLIMIT. He didn’t have a single bad habit. That’s a different story that he used to hang out with them because they were the players of the junior basketball team.
But then, Klaus didn’t belong to a rich family, or did he?”
While I was thinking all this, I didn’t hear what HE replied. He held my hand, which I was using to caress his hair, breaking my chain of thoughts.
“You’re trying to figure out my identity, don’t you?”
“N. No..”
“I think we should stop meeting now.”, He dropped the bomb on me and lifted his head from my thigh. “I will ask someone to drop you.”
“Please…please! Don’t do this.”, I said desperately.
“I have made up my mind, Senorita, and you are leaving. That’s final.”
“I promise I will never try to find your identity. Please don’t send me awa…”
“Never make a promise if you can’t keep them…because when you break a promise, you break a heart, and I’m afraid that the heart which will break will be yours.”, He responded, cutting me in between.
“Please…”
“No. I have already made up my mind.”
“Fine, then I’m not going to beg in front of you. As you said before, we should stop meeting now.”, I said in anger. “So, don’t… don’t send Albert near my office because I will never….” I couldn’t complete the sentence because I was doubtful that I would be able to keep myself away from him.
“Never what? Why did you stop? Complete it.”, He said, grabbing my elbow and pulling me toward him. I smelt the smell of his cologne. Immediately I realized that this was the same smell that I had smelt that day in the lift when those three musketeers entered the lift. Even that day, I felt that this cologne was familiar. Now I realized why?
“Say it, Falak.”, He stressed.
“Please don’t do this to me.”, I ended up saying something.
But guess what?
I was not at all regretting about that.
“A wise man once said, ‘Speak when you’re angry, and you will make the best speech you will ever regret.’ That’s why I don’t want to complete that sentence.” I finally said what I had to say.
Before I could register anything, he pulled me closer than we were already and kissed on my lips without taking my permission like last time.
Maybe everything happened all of a sudden, and my mind didn’t get time to panic.
His lips were on mine, and he was kissing me so passionately, just like I had read in the novels. My breath could barely keep up. And yet, I wanted more. I responded to his kiss, my hand on his torso. While his one hand had gripped my waist, bringing me even closer to him, and his fingers of the other hand, were in my hair, making me crazy. I was losing control. I needed him like I needed air, and I craved for more each second his lips were on mine.
It was anything but not at all a sweet and innocent kiss. He was passionate, claiming his hold on me, wanting me. I didn’t know until now that I could be so indecent, but here I was, responding to his kiss with all my might. The taste of his lips, his hard breathing, and his hands all over my body were driving me crazy.
Immediately I felt his little member standing straight in all glory and rubbing against my abdomen. I slowly pushed him away, and I was glad that he stopped kissing me for a while. He rested his forehead over mine, still holding me close to him. We were both panting.
“I get it. We should stop before….”
Neither he completed the sentence nor did I ask him to do so because we both understood the situation.
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