Mindreader

Irene's PoV:

Lazily opening my eyes as my head is pouncing with unbearable pain, I had to put the world full of efforts to tilt my head to my right.

I saw a drab to my right and following the saline, I saw it pushed into my hand. I felt too weak to even keep my eyes open.

"How do you feel now?"

That voice… it's the same voice that warned me, the rough base that was enough to scare the shit out of me.

Fear started growing in me as he started approaching me.

And it flashed in my mind how he threw the lighter at me, how am I still alive? Not even a scratch has made it onto my body. I shivered as he approached me.

"How do you feel?" his pierced cut me to half, I felt terrible as he gazed at me.

I couldn't tear my eyes away from his, as I felt his hand slowly slide up and reach my forehead. His knuckles touched my forehead spreading heat all over my body.

Our eyes didn't lose contact as his hand descended to my cheek, an inaudible gasp escaped my lips as his fingers tips danced on my cheek.

I clearly saw his lips tweaking into a smirk while I was tormenting torture. Was he enjoying troubling me? Of course, he would; after all, he lives hating my family and me.

No matter how much I despise him at the moment, there is something soo attractive about him and that's his pair of eyes; a mixture of dark and light sea green, just like the sea I have travelled all the way to this place where only beasts reside.

Why is he staring at me as if I am an extinct dinosaurs? I want to ask him how am I still alive after I clearly saw him throwing an ignited lighter at me. However, as we all know he can't understand my language like any other.

"Stunned to see yourself alive?" his words shocked the hell out of me.

I am so sure, my jaw would be touching the floor had I been standing.

"Surprised?" he tweaked his brow.

I quickly nodded. This is not just a surprise but a shock; no one could ever guess what I was thinking. Shelly always complained that no one could ever get anything from the stoic expression I pull off. Even my doctor back at my house says I am unreadable and how this guy just spoke my heart out as if he is a mind reader.

Mindreader… what if he really is one? He does look like a human but his broad features and godly looks started giving me second ideas. What if he hold some special powers like those supernatural persons from the stories Granny used to recite to me?

"If you give rest to your brain, I would like to say something" my throat literally dried as I heard him speak.

No doubt at all, he is definitely a mind reader. You are abducted by a supernatural person Irene.

Pulling a small chair, he sat just inches away from me.

As his gaze pierced me, I can't help but cherish his sea green eyes.

"You still didn't answer my question" he peered.

'What?' I waved my hand in a question mark.

"How do you feel now?" he asked.

I nodded my head and even I have no idea what that meant. I feel terribly weak and my head is aching like no tomorrow.

"You are ill," he announced.

Well I can understand that by looking at the saline, say something new.

"Don't worry, the specialists are around. They are monitoring your health. You were unconscious for more than 30 hours and that's something new" he added.

What should I be surprised about? The piece of information he gave that I was unconscious for more than whole thirty hours or the way he has been reading me as if I am back of his hand.

Baffled at the information he has provided, I tried to sit. However, I couldn't even lift my hand by myself.

I wanted to ask him so many questions. Why is he behaving this cool with me all of a sudden? Was he really a mind reader? What happened to me that I was unconscious for such a long time? Why I am saved without a scratch even after the fire is thrown at my body drenched with petrol but more than anything I want to ask what is he going to do to me.

"Irene" my name just rolled out of his mouth. Heat rushed to my cheeks as he stared at me while taking my name.

"So you are really another daughter of Damian?" he quizzed.

I blinked in affirmation.

"Why should I believe in you?" he upped a brow.

I don't know, I clearly have no idea why should he believe in me. Shelly has always said me how shrewd Iril is. Shelly never had any liking for Iril and complained to be all about my twin sister whenever we were out for a walk.

When Shelly who worked for money under us hates Iril and badmouthed her, I don't see any reason why this Zach Accardo my family screamed hate before everyone hating us.

"Your reports" he forwarded me a file.

Going through letter by letter I barely got what was written over there. It's been ten years since I had any education.

I soo loved to study, but that has been out of my life once I turned mute or the reason I was part of the accident.

My family hated me since then. Unable to get what is written over the reports I gave it back to him.

"Don't you want to know what is over here?" he quizzed.

I shrugged nodding against.

He gazed at me with an unreadable expression.

"Are you uneducated?" his question hit me like a sharp flog.

As I only knew nodding, I nodded to his question.

"I trust you…. Irene Ranallo" words rolled out of his mouth shocking the hell out of me.

Trust…. The word soo alien to me yet felt soo complete.