(Arata)
I couldn’t make out what Karsten was saying to Andy but knowing him, it was clear he would be threatening him.
Karsten was possessive and now that he had been thrown in a competitive situation, he wasn’t going to let anyone near .
Karsten’s possessiveness was going to peak and I was all in to witness that.
Being taller than Andy, I could see Karsten overwhelming him with his glare and serious expressions.
The people who were not used to his persona and style, could easily get swamped and get cold feet.
Karsten snatched away the red roses bouquet Andy had brought and tossed it away like they ant nothing.
Andy tried to protest but was t with more glares and words I couldn’t comprehend. Karsten was breathing him on his face in a low threatening voice.
I had to bite my lip so as not to smile at his antics.
Throwing open the window I comfortably sat down in the window seat, watching this drama unfold.
If anyone could send Andy packing, it was Karsten. Grabbing a soft cushion I placed it in my lap and my elbow on the window sill.
A few more words were exchanged and I heard Karsten asking him to leave. Hades stepped towards him and the man was scary like a villain from so movie.
Andy appeared frightened out of his wits and in a hurry to leave, he fell. Collecting himself, he rose to his feet and got in the car.
The man I had once loved ran away like a bunny who had wild dogs on his tail.
I relaxed, my eyes not wavering from Karsten. He was in deep talks with his n; they were seriously nodding, and I wondered what was next.
And then he turned and upped his gaze, finding exactly where I sat watching him.
His lips stretched in a slow smile making a warmth erupt in the pits of my belly and engulf whole like fires of passion.
Digging out his cell phone from his pocket, Karsten dialled soone and placed the phone on his ear.
My phone instantly rang and without even having to look at it, I knew it was him. Answering it, I repeated his action.
"Hey! Curvy Rose. Sorry, I couldn’t deliver the flowers. Caysir will give it to your gatekeeper, and they will reach you," he huskily said, and I nodded.
"What did you say to Andy?" I asked, our eyes remained locked on each other as we spoke. He had slightly moved to provide a better view for the both of us.
Karsten slowly chuckled. "I told him to fuck off."
Yeah! Always bold and direct. Diplomacy was not his best pursuit when it ca to .
"That was not very nice." I smiled, trying to hide my amusent. But, I couldn’t. I had missed him terribly.
"I don’t care. You are my Phoenix and I won’t let anyone steal you away." He rely shrugged his broad shoulders.
"I am sorry, we couldn’t et." I adjusted my cap and leaned against the window sill, still watching him leaning against his car with his feet crossed at the ankles and free hand in his pocket.
"Don’t worry. We will do this right, with your father’s permission. And I am not going anywhere until I have you in my arms," he confidently answered and I wondered what he was planning.
"How is our baby?" He asked next.
"Brave and strong."
He smiled warmly at my answer. "Just like his Mama."
The door to my room had a small knock so I had to pause my conversation with him.
"Give a second. There is soone on the door."
"Stay on the line," he requested, taking in a deep breath. I nodded at him before turning my head towards the door.
"Co in." The door was opened, and Mom walked in along with two house helpers, carrying all the gifts that had been dropped for .
"Please, Place them on the table," I asked the girls. They nodded and obeyed.
Mom wore a worried expression. She ca right up to and sat by my side. Her hands held my shoulders.
"Are you alright, Arata? I am sorry, you couldn’t see him."
I turned my head and pointed outside with it.
"I am seeing him but I won’t go to him until Baba will allow it."
Stunned, Mom followed my line of sight and found Karsten standing outside, staring up at us.
"Oh! Arata. I feel like a Hollywood movie is unfolding in our house." She tried to hide her amusent but couldn’t.
"Well, I needed to have my own adventurous story. So here we are." She sadly smiled at . Leaning in, Mom placed a small kiss on my forehead and stood up.
"I will leave you to it." They left, closing the door behind them.
"Your Mom doesn’t seem as opposed to as your Baba," Karsten’s heavy voice filtered through the phone.
"Mom understands that love cos with a heavy price but should be foremost. Baba just wants to protect us because of how much he had suffered, then watched Mom suffer for years, and now I was taken. I can’t bla him, Karsten. I just wish it was easier."
"I know, Arata. I do. Primarily, it’s my fault, and I won’t stop apologising and trying to win you over until it works. Forgive for my shortcomings, but you are the only woman for in this universe," his voice got heavier with emotions, and sothing got stuck in my throat.
I didn’t want to cry on the phone so I quickly changed the topic. We will find our way to each other when the universe allows it.
"What did you bring ?"
"Why not open them and see or have your father thrown out my gifts too?" He asked in amusent and I had to bite down on my lip again.
"I have each and every one of them in my room. Stay with while I open them."
Getting up I brought them all closer to and began opening them one by one.
They had everything, from chocolates to jewellery to dresses but my favourite was in a red box tied with blue ribbon.
Opening it I revealed a sexy red lingerie made from the finest net, completely see-through and provocative.
"You got lingerie?" I asked, bewildered. Keeping it low so no one outside would see.
He chuckled, "Handpicked. Soon I will see you in this. I promise."
"Thank you! All the gifts are very beautiful. I will be sending you sothing too." I nearly packed everything. These were precious to .
It was ti to go downstairs and bake him so healthy cookies using Grandma’s recipe. I might not go out and see him but I could send him food.
We ended the call with promising to call him soon again.
I had hardly hit the kitchen and gotten the apron wrapped around myself. When I heard Karsten’s voice from outside.
Seed like he was using a loudspeaker or so kind of device to amplify the voice inside the house.
"Mr Zyair, I will not leave here until you forgive ."
’Damnit! Karsten, are you looking to die at my father’s hands.’ I facepald myself.
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