THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ On the other hand, Lucas was still in the hospital. The small hand was somewhere between nine and ten and the bigger hand was a little past seven indicating it was around twenty five minutes approximately before clock struck ten at night. Eyes fixed on the clock hanging on the wall in front of him, he dragged a hand hand down his face to rub away his tiredness. Mike had returned to hospital about an hour ago but hadn't said anything to Lucas about anything. Nor there was any trace of Xander Knight. He couldn't help but wonder where was Xander or why he wasn't here at the hospital yet? As far as he knew, that jerk claimed to love Scarlett so where was he now? Lucas had wanted to get up and ask doctor what he and Xander did talk about but the very next minute, he saw Ryan Kingsley and his wife with a little kid, entering the corridor and heading for Scarlett's room. Knowing
THIRD PERSON'S POV __________________________________________________________ The soft lights coming from the big window in the room shined on her face. Moonlight radiating on her still and numb body. Tracing his long, deft fingers along her cheeks softly, Xander breathed out. She is his love. She is the woman he loves and he wouldn't let her get away from him.No one can take her away from him. Not even god. Maybe love is a small word to describe the way he feels for his raven haired beauty.The passion and adoration he feels when looking at her beautiful dark brown eyes is something he has never felt before and will never feel ever with anyone but with her and only her. Her dark tresses were laying around her beautiful face. She was beautiful. Always have been. Even in this hospital gown, she looked beautiful.But the thing that disturbed Xander the most were the tubes attached to her body.So many tubes were going over her body to the two big machines standing on both sid
THIRD PERSON'S POV __________________________________________________________ "You made me do it."His voice was laved with disgust, as if he was repulsed by his own self. Karla's eyes widened at her son's words.She made him do it? No, she wouldn't ever do that to him. Never. He was her son and she always wanted to protect and love him. "No, baby. You didn't do anything. Why are you saying so?" She tried to approach him slowly. "You are wrong. I did it. I was a part of it. If only I knew......If only I knew I wouldn't have ever let you done that." He grabbed the ends of his hair, his voice boiled in agony of his own actions, he could feel something heavy in his chest, weighing him down. "What you didn't know?" Karla sat down beside her son and put her hand on his shoulder to comfort him. She has never seen him like this.Never in her life, has she seen her son so much broken and sad, not even when she refused him to marry Nicole. "That..." He hiccuped a little before contin
THIRD PERSON'S POV __________________________________________________________ "Mom, I don't know how but you need to find it now!" "It's not here, Elray! I told you that I must have thrown it away. Trust me, there was no need for an antidote to that drug. She was supposed to wake up in a day." Karla huffed, panting from all the time she spent whole day on finding the antidote. "Exactly! She was supposed to wake up in a day but she didn't. It's been a almost a fucking week already but she hasn't even moved a single finger."Elray was on the verge of losing it. They have spent an entire day looking for that little life saving bottle but it was nowhere to be found. He sighed heavily and went to the mini bar to get a bottle of whiskey.His eyes roamed around the counter.The glasses were kept in the high shelf, wooden, rich brown coloured shelf made the contrast to the white wall so much more appealing in regal.The trash bin laying around the corner of the counter on the thick gre
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ "The Antidote. It's here, with me." That was the last voice Xander wanted to hear right now.Scratch that. He never wanted to hear that voice. His body went stiff and jaw clenched tightly and eyes hardened.His fingers curled up into fists at both the sides of his body. But his face remained impassive. Mike looked shocked at the intrusion.And was even more shocked to see Elray Woods here.It was not hidden from anyone that Woods and Knights were rivals to each other. They were arch nemesis. The reason rumoured for the rivalry was business. Knights were the top and Woods came the fifth in the list of the topmost ten companies in the world.But still, everyone knew, that for some reason, the Xander Knight had always taken interests in the Woods. He had always tried to make sure that the Woods Corporation suffered and not get any contracts except the Jewellery Department of
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ "The moon and the stars tried their best, but I couldn't look away from you." Putting the soft black pen down, he tenderly placed the gold trimmed paper note with the others on the nightstand beside her bed. Maybe she cannot read those notes yet but he still continued their tradition. To him, it was a tradition of his love. He has been the one putting notes on her bedside table each morning before she woke up.He doesn't know if she read those or not but he still continued. The only time there were no notes were the one month he had spent in Germany right after their wedding and the one month he still very much regrets. "Please, wake up soon, love. I am here waiting for you." His dark eyes softly gazed over her unconscious figure. "I love you, my rose."Clutching her hands tightly in his, he whispered the words to her before lightly placing his lips on her much pale hands
THIRD PERSON'S POV_______________________________________________________________________________________ Everyone present there turned to look at Ryan with a questioning look in their eyes. "What the fuck does he mean, Ryan?" It was Beth this time.Knowing that both Ryan and Xander does not like Lucas, it came as a shock to her to know that Ryan called Lucas Rodriguez here. Xander couldn't understand a single thing but he knew there must be a reason as the why his best friend did such an unexpected thing. He gazed back at Ryan only to find him looking back at him. "Can we talk outside for a minute?" Ryan asked Xander. Xander was hesitant in answering. He didn't want to leave his Triantáfyllo alone. But he also wanted to hear to Ryan. Ryan on understanding his dilemma, said,"It's alright. Beth is here. And it will only take a minute." Listening to him, Xander sighed and nodded before going back towards his wife and softly pecked her on her head and walked out. "But Ryan....
THIRD PERSON'S POV_______________________________________________________________________________________ On hearing, Beth's words, Lucas's breath quickened. He didn't know what to do so he abruptly got up and left the room in a haste. His actions were in so much haste and were unexpected that even the person listening to their conversation standing just outside the room also couldn't get much time to hide. He had his ear pressed to tye window where the curtains were drawn so that the people inside couldn't see him outside. It was only when Lucas opened the door suddenly, that the other person quickly turned away in the opposite direction and started to run. Lucas immediately ran after him.The man turned left to the corridor and Lucas followed suit. Who is he? And why the fuck was he outside Scarlett's room? Listening to their conversation?Lucas couldn't figure this out and the conclusion he could come up with was that, the person behind Scarlett's condition must have sent one
The flowers of various different colours were arranged in a uniform manner around the entire boundary of the hall. The ruby red and pure pink were the ones that dominated among the flower arrangements. Beautifully embroidered and shimmering golden, thick curtains laced with soft white laces had formed an exquisite bow at the place where the curtain threads are tied, along with the huge hanging chandelier sparkling like diamonds on above and the silent but peaceful cover of the dark night, it all made this date night more special. As I marvelled at the luxurious decorations, a sound came from behind me and no later I felt a light stubble grazing the back of my neck. "Ah, Xander! You startled me."I tried to turn around to face him but his arms held me right around my waist and pulled me closer. "No, just stay like this." He whispered as his breath fell on the skin of my neck. "Huh." I took a deep breath. To be honest, in such a beautiful atmosphere, I have had already lost my he
FLASHBACK CONTINUESI stiffened in his arms the moment I heard his question.Will I ever leave him?Of course, this was a question whose answer I already had in my mind.A year.I'll leave after a year which now might have already been reduced to a few months.But how can I tell him that?So, instead of answering, t tried to change the subject."You...Why are you so...good at speaking Hindi?"Even though what I wanted to ask was "why are you so good to me?".He tightened his arms around me and answered."I'm not.""Hmm?""I wanted to surprise you so I learned that sentence specially for that moment." He voice went low as he spoke the last few words.I could almost feel his breath spraying on my earlobe."Ohh." I nodded in response."I thought you knew Hindu." Chuckling at my own assumption, I turned around."Tell me about you." I said to him, looking straight into his eyes.I wanted to know more about him. Just know, he talked about his mother. I've never heard of her before so I am c
THIRD PERSON'S POVTWO DAYS BEFOREIt was currently 10 at night and the streets were still filled with people moving around.However, if one looked closer and more intently, they would find that most people here were couples.It was a small street with full of shops such a bakeries, cafés and some toy and flower shops.But still, the most dominant smell around the whole street was of bread and cakes.It seemed as if happiness had found home here but still in one corner of a small coffee shop, sat a lonely figure.His heart, full of heartache and sorrow, was aching badly. For some reason, he, at first instinct, chose the window seat and sat there.Maybe he wanted to torment himself more.Valentine week starts tomorrow and all the couples out there were having a warm time as they walked hand in hand or hugging their significant partners in a warm embrace in such cold winter weather.Why?Why can't he enjoy that too?He also wanted to enjoy such warmth with his beloved. He also wanted to
"Umm....I don know."I stuttered.Walking towards him, I smiled awkwardly and answered,"Maybe someone put it outside by mistake."Xander just nodded before walking past me towards that bouquet of roses."It's a mistake then. But I don't like someone giving roses to my wife, even when it's a mistake."Turning around, he flashed me a cold grin."So, let's throw it away."Yeah sure.I had no qualms about throwing this bouquet away so I didn't say anything.By why do I feel a bad premonition? Did I forget something.He turned around and carelessly picked away that bouquet of roses but just then a note slips fell down from amongst the flowers.Oh...!The note slip!That's what I forgot.I immediately panicked."Xander, let's-"But it was already too late. He has picked up the note and read it already.Looking at him being silent and not saying anything, I actually felt a bit anxious.So disregarding whatever might happen, I walked forward and pulled on his arm a little."Xander."Biting t
"It's already the 7th of February."I mumbled while crunching on the special cookies made by my husband.Valentine week has already started and it's evening now but still no roses from this handsome but ice block of a husband of mine.Xander glanced at me before he went back to pouring a cup of coffee for himself and a cup of tea for me.Now, let's clear something up. Yes, he's like a handsome devil just as in those Hot CEO novels and I'm really proud of having such an amazing and handsome man as my husband who's also a chef but..but, the coffee he drinks is the same taste-like, bitter.Blergh!(Just mimicking, don't take it serious)So where were we? Yes, coffee!His bitter coffee, yes. So like the coffee he drinks is not completely black coffee like told in those novels and dramas but the taste is still the same bitter one.So for me, tea is still better."Thanks." I said before taking a sip of my tea."So....""Yes?"I glared at him. Hmph!"What "yes?"?! You didn't even look up fro
"Don't...don't laugh at me." Scarlett stuttered but she still laid on the ground. Raising her hand and putting it on her temples, she rubbed and cried out,"I'm so weak...ah, I can't even get up now. My legs ache...." Casting a side glance at Xander, she continued with her acting.Of course, she came here to do a prank on him.Hoping to disturb in his meeting and that still can be done. And yes, she had already confirmed with the head butler that he was not in a very important meeting as Xander had not given any strict instructions to not disturb him. So she felt it was okay. He's my husband after all.In this way, she convinced herself. Anyhow, now she has fallen down.Hmph! Who said you can't prank after you've fallen on your butt, *cough* *cough* in her case, stomach? "Ahh...Xander, it hurts...." She pitifully cried out him. Her lips pursed together to give the impression as if she's trying really hard to hold back her tears from dripping down. Xander, on the other hand, doe
Pursing my lips, I stifled a yawn as he once again lectured me.I glared at him being sleepy which just made me eyes water instead of looking fierce."Got it." I waved my hand."What do you mean you got it? You need to learn this and recite two time." He insisted."Oh god Xander.....just lemme sleep." I again whined.My sleep, I know you are waiting for me but I'm sorry, my husband is not leaving me tonight.I chuckled to myself thinking what if I say this sentence out loud.Well, let's find out.Looking to a corner towards the fireplace, I muttered, deliberately in a loud voice to make this husband of mine hear."My sleep, I know you are waiting for me but I'm sorry, my husband is not leaving me tonight."Xander's eyes narrowed as he looked at me the moment those words left my mouth.His lips curled up at the corner of his mouth."What did you just say, mou triantafyllo?"I huffed and didn't answer him. Maybe I shouldn't have said that but it's not like I said anything wrong."Want t
Clouds layered across the sky in thick density this day. The rays of sun seemed like they were playing hide and seek with them, coming and going the other moment as if they could just slip out of one's hand at any moment.Xander had not slept the entire night yesterday. He was awake all night, sitting beside his Triantafyllo, just as her guardian.And yes they were still sleeping in separate rooms as it had only been a week since she was discharged.And he had yet to bring up the matter of sleeping in the same room with her.He sighed."ómorfi mou, triantáfylló mou."He placed a long kiss on her forehead as he bent down and stood up a few moments after."Hmm?" Scarlett stirred up as she felt a soft and warm touch upon her face."Sleep sone more. I'll get something for you to eat." He gently pushed the strands of her hair sticking out behind and again laid a soft kiss on her lips before getting up."Uhmm....don't go." Scarlett murmured in her sleep as her hold on his arm grew tight.He
The early rays of the sun shined on the two bodies cuddled together under the white sheets through the large window in the room as the curtains flew slightly because of the wind. It was a nice weather. Nice enough that Xander didn't sleep whole night.His eyes only kept staring at his Triantafyllo. After the doctor had diagnosed her, she has been sleeping till now in her room and he had stayed beside her for the whole night. He was thinking of the words Doctor Mike told him last night when she had fainted. "I don't know how to say this but I guess memories from those years back might be coming back now. It might be bits or fragments of sone moments but this is typically the case when a coma patient or the one who has had amnesia starts remembering things. She must have been overwhelmed by the memory or may be its possible that she might have tried hard to think about it and get the memory of that specific moment altogether which scientifically speaking, is almost not possible and