Saira's POV.
I heard him sigh "What again about her Zavi? I thought you believe me when I say I am not in any way associated with her. She is not even a friend of mine."
"Well she is my friend and I just want this to be clarified once and for all."
"Yes Ma'am" he mock saluted me as we reached his car and he opened the passenger door for me, his grin back in place.
How long can a girl resist that gorgeous smile? I felt my lips pull into a smile before I could control the muscles and his grin became broader. "That smile is what I live for. It makes my day." His soft voice created havoc to my senses and I slid quietly into the seat.
" That is unbearably ch
I hope the chapter has been a good read. Leonardo's knows how to corner his Zavi- haha! The past raises it's head. Leonardo is convinced Saira is not guilty. Do you think the evidence will prove him right? Do read on to stay connected with what happens next. Please vote and comment. Love, from me to you.:)
Saira's POV. I try to give a friendly look to the old lady as she reaches my cash counter at 'Snacks King' but it is not easy to smile while you are trying to stifle a yawn. I ended up giving her a twisted and pouted lip expression with my cheeks puffed out slightly with the yawn that seemed determined to make it's presence felt. If the lady found my expression weird she did not give it away and I suppose I should be thankful for that. The day had been a tiring one with me visiting the University to pick up some study material then going to visit my father at the hospital before coming here directly in time for my shift. Skipping lunch had not been the best of decisions and it added to my weariness.
Saira's POV. "Hey." His soft voice did crazy things to my heart reminding me how I had missed hearing it today since morning. "Hello." I responded trying to look nonchalant "What brings you here?" "You." he answered simply making my breath hitch in my lungs. Don't fall for his charm Saira. "Really?" I said hoping it sounded sarcastic enough "I had been there inside you know, if had wanted to meet me." "Zavi. Would you have spoken to me if I would have approached you inside?" His eyes twinkled in humour having read my intentions accurately. "What do you want?" I snapped trying not to question m
Saira's POV. Clutching at the cushions in my attempt to stop them from rolling off the bed I almost tripped over my own feet. Easy does it Saira- you can do it without causing a bed disaster. I sighed in relief when I placed them securely on the other side of the comforter. Taking my eyes off them at last I almost toppled over backwards as I met with the dark eyes watching me unflinchingly- not looking pleased at all. In my attempt to overcome my clumsiness I had completely forgotten about him. "Are you comfortable?" I asked in a rush. "Is that what you had been trying to do till now?" my fath
Saira's POV.\ "I do realise I should have an appointment to meet Mr. Norcross but this is urgent." I said trying to maintain the smile at the old frowning shrew at behind the counter. She reminds me of my warden back in hostel whose primary motive in life seemed to be to frown upon everything youngsters did. "No." I sucked in my breath - taking a long deep breath. I would need to do that a couple of times more to overcome my urge to want to rip this old hag's nose right off her face. I know she is doing her duty but her mind frame is showing on her face when she is giving me the look that screams 'Gold digger stop chasing my stunningly good
Saira's POV. How can he just announce we are leaving for a cruise in two days' time? After our Visit to India three weeks back things had finally started moving positively towards my mother's recovery. And now she is back with us, her family. A smile played on my lips thinking about how happy my father had been on seeing his beloved wife alive. My mother who had been getting flashes of memory for so long now had her memory almost completely restored. She still suffers a few lapses once in a while but they would be momentary and she would be fine almost next instant. Being with her family was helping my mother immensely. Leonardo Norcross had a b
Saira's POV. She has such a soothing pretty name. "Agnes I am just an employee. But since I work directly under Mr. Norcross I am quite – um -acquainted with him." She nodded, though the surprised look was still there all over her face. I cannot blame her for that. Mr Leonordo Norcross does have the reputation of being the short tempered hard task master. "This elevator is for the owners. Are you supposed to use it?" she asked pointing towards a sign. Damn! Now why did Mrs Brook point this one out to me? While I was still contemplating if I should walk towards the next elevator the door opened and Leonardo- well almost walked out.
Saira's POV. Mesmerised I stared at the magnificent Statue of Liberty as it towered above the water. I have seen it uncountable times while moving round in the city. However I have never really paused to stand and admire it. It has been eight years since I moved to New York but I have never really had the time or liberty to have fun or live the life the way this city offers for relaxing. Not that I have had any inclination to. Initial years of heartbreak mental stress and responsibility of taking care of my father had been the only concerns that my mind entertained. When one tries to gather the scattered pieces of one's life and mourns the irreplaceable losses, to make merry is not something that holds appeal.
Saira's POV. I narrowed my eyes at his comment "Of course I know Mira and her family. You know that I do!" His head snapped up as his eyes locked with mine for a brief moment before he swung his head in the direction of new arrivals. For a dynamic business tycoon this man can be really obtuse at times! I moved ahead only to have a hand grip my wrist halting me on my path "Where are you going?" He is the limit! "It is not obvious? To perform my duty!" "Zavi you do not need to." I heard an edge in his voice a
Saira's POV. "Zavi it is just you and me here for at least some time. I am sure Dhruv must be looking for us but I am not sure how far the currents have carried us in that storm. We were not too long ijn the sea so I am sure help will not be too far." I nodded before remembering he could not see since he was not looking towards me as he had promised he will not. And somehow I do trust him. I sat quietly as I heard sound that told me he was adding some dry branches and twings that he had collected and soon I could feel the fire be larger than before. It crackled and some bits of sparks kept flying around as the occasional not so dry wood may be coming in contact
Saira's POV. "-You do understand what I am saying don't you Zavi? I am just saying that we should – er shed our clothes-" "Shed our clothes?" I squealed, I was not scared, not at all. On the contrary I was having a tough time trying not to laugh out loud. Leonardo can be so adoring and cute at times that it just does not suit with his Casanova image! Even in the not so bright light by the fire I could make out the man had gone red in the face due to embarrassment! A Casanova asks a girl to strip with the good intention of her not falling ill and then blushes because of the way it sounded. I coughed a
Saira's POV. This man has been trying his best to meet my expectations and win my heart. To have someone like him in my life I would have to be terribly lucky. However luck has not been particularly fond of me in the recent years. Coming close to me will complicate things for him. Mira holds a very special place in my heart and my life. I understand her internal trauma and mental stress but I cannot risk a repeat of what happened to me that fateful night years ago. And today- I do not remember how I fell into the ocean today but I cannot rule out Mira's involvement - I shivered at the very possibility and could not even bear to think about it.
Saira's POV.I awoke to paws prodding on my chest. I could hear a voice in the distant muttering some chants. Is this how everyone feels after death.I am dead, right? Do wild animals handle us in afterlife? Perhaps they are creatures for specific purpose?This must be a transit booth or something. I need to see. Why do my eyelids feel so heavy? Where are the rest of my body parts.I felt a jerk and salty water hit my tongue as it rose from inside me and I coughed it out of my mouth.I choked as some of it came out of my nose.Was I at the bottom of a deep pit? How did I fall inside a pi
Leonardo's POV. The boat rocked making me stumble but my determination was stronger than any rational thought my brain could conjure. I felt eyes on me but I did not stop to check. Lifting my body up I dived into the only water. Taking a deep breath I started swimming in the direction where I had seen the dolphins in the distant. The streak of light blue between them may have been visible only for a split second before disappearing but I knew that colour was of Zavi's gown. I could hear faintly Dhruv's voice calling out to me in the background over the din of the motor boat and sounds of my swimmi
Saira's POV. An hour before the old couple spotted the Dolphins frolicking in the ocean in the previous chapter. My surrounding was like a bottomless pit that was sucking me in as I hurled into it. Desperately I trashed around in my attempt to clutch at something – anything that would put a stop to my fall. No matter how much I tried I was barely able to move my limbs. They felt so stiff and heavy. With effort I pushed open my eyelids only to feel a sudden piercing pain in my eyes. Water! Sea Water! Fear spread into my heart like the shadows cast by the setting Sun as I realised I was floatin
Leonardo's POV. My first instinct was that of a relief that Zavi was not with him. I shot him a glare leaving Dhruv to tell him how I was also looking for her and we had no clue. "When did you see her last?" The man has the audacity to quiz me like this! "It;s been over two hours I think." Dhruv supplied making me want to tape his mouth shut. My eyes focused on Sam as I started to make a rude comment but the words never left my mouth, The expression on his face for some reasons made fear clutch at m
Leonardo's POV. "Stop shoving me!" I practically shouted glaring around trying to figure out who had pushed me. When my eyes contacted no one close enough to be able to even touch me it just worsened my temper. Attack and take cover. A common strategy of trouble makers "Coward!" I shouted looking around indenting my voice to reach the miscreant. "Leo?" Dhruv's voice made me turn around to face him, "What is it?" I snapped. "Easy old man. What is wrong?" he asked as he walked towards me. "Mind your own busi
Dressed in a formal trouser suit she looked every bit professional that she wanted to be. The navy blue seemed like a stark contrast to her reddish brown hair. Though I could not see her eyes from here I am sure the moss green colour must be looking even more lively and blazing today. The figure hugging suit clung to her, giving a hint of her curvy body without actually giving away any detail. As I moved closer to her my smile got bigger. I groaned silently when she moved away from the table she had been standing near to another further away. She was probably not even aware of my presence unlike the other occupants of the room.