" I'm sorry "
" I didn't know you were waiting for me , my assistant has taken a half day leave due to some urgency and I think she forgot to remind me that I have an appointment today , so fair lady I'm sorry for the inconvenience "
What should I say now ?
Fair lady ? Is he trying to mock me , huh , that idiot !
His voice is like silk . .....But not as much as Zayn .
what ?
are you comparing them siren ?
He is no match to Zayn .
Siren have you lost it ? you are in middle of the war idiot , you should not do these things or forgive him so easily either,
hey ! say something or he will think you are so lost in him ,
idiot say something !
My mind scolded me and I started to splutter , trying hard to mask the redness on my cheeks , I don't know why i turn into a tomato when ever I think or compare Zayn to anyone especially in such situation , I hate my body , girl it doesn't obey me anymore !
" well b-better that you know ... Ahumm . " I said trying to find something to focus other then his face .
" Perfect , so up for some coffee ? There we can discuss your case too " he said it in a gentle tone . He was , I don't know why but adamant on looking in my eyes and I knew if allowed it he would take it as something else so better keep this flushed face to my self .
" O-kay "
His eyes which were lingering on me , but not in an bad way though , After hearing my approval he reached for the door opening it and gesturing me to go forward with a gentleman's smile so I went .
After a few minutes of silent walk where he continuously eyed me and when ever our eyes met he flashed me with his goofy smiles for god knows why . We came in Di bella , and thank god that eyeing part got over else I would have done something idiotic again out of my reflexes . I spotted a empty table and sat there while he followed me and took the seat in front of me .
Soon enough the waitress came , with her charming smile and in a polite tone she asked
" What would you like to order sir ? "
" For me an espresso and for the lady ... "
He said looking towards the waitress then his eyes halting on me , waiting for me to fill in , but I was too engaged in contemplating his behaviour fumbling with my fingers .
Why is he acting so weird and good suddenly ? Hasn't he ignored me for almost 3 hours ?
Is he hiding something or have an ulterior motive ?
Siren what would you do even if he is a bad guy ?
why are you acting like Sherlock Holmes ?
you are not going to put a garland in his neck and tie knots with him ( a ritual in Hindu marriage ) after all .
What will Zayn say ? He will hang you again on one of his jamun tress .
What ? Wait what did you just said ?
Why would Zayn have a say in any of this ? Or do anything ?
" Excuse me madam , what would you like to order ?"
Again came a gentle voice draging me out of my ongoing crazy predictions , reminding me that I haven't answered yet .
" A-h , A latte please . " I flashed a smiled towards the waitress to which she nodded and went away , in the meantime i again got busy in my thoughts over this overly rude-gentle man
Ok , the good part is he seems like he is a good man after his reasoning because I didn't saw any secretary or any one like that in his cabin so may be what he said was truth also atleast he knows the etiquette with girls but let's not judge him just over his politeness and outer appearance also not to forget that eyeing part . Weirdo .
" Are you still grumpy because of me making you wait ? "
He said smiling ear to ear , I don't know what's so funny and happy in our conversation or in all of this . But whatever I came here for a business and I will mind my business .
" No actually I'm kinda frustrated with some problem recently that's why I wanted your help for sorting it out "
I said with a straight face , to which he slightly shifted .
" So , what can I help you with Ms. .... "
He said and gone was the smiling ear to ear expression .
I must say he will be a good actor if he tried his luck in it
With his professional look I had no problem opening up after all there's a saying ' never to hide things from your doctor , lawyer , and teacher . So I started .
" Siren , Siren Cavill . Actually I'm looking for you Mr. ... "
He smiled . a charming one , well no doubt what ever Roni said about him were true but not as charming as Zayn .
There you go again !
" Mark Ryder . "
He said taking a sip of his coffee .
" Ok . Mr Mark because I want to protect my self being someone's slave , .... "
After an hour I had told him every thing and his eyes were like sausers though for a fleeting second , By the time I finished with what happened between me and Zayn . I think he knew who Zayn was , he advised me to pay the amount and get the negotiations done lawfully because according to mark he is not a person to mess with , he also advised me to stay lowkey till then .
Mark left , after a couple of formalities and some pleasantries , he asked me to drop me to the hospital but I refused since I already had taken an off day and wanted some fresh air , so I headed for my apartment .
I called Hannah . Hannah had already sold my house , due to urgency we didn't got the great deal and with what ever bank balance I had was actually enough to pay him back , but I have to give every penny I owned and that hurts the most . My house was the sole souvenir of my dead parents , I had gone through so many hardships to own that house after my parents passed away in an accident , they both lost there lives in a car crash . Our family business and company was taken over by my greedy uncles and soon faced bankruptcy . I was only 16 and I became an official joke in our society . Because of the flashback , pain and loneliness it was very hard to stand again to have the position I had , afterall it's never so easy for an orphan girl to study medicine , but just in a blink of an eyes everything is lost , I was not even sure that he will spare me after this but I could try atleast and take the help of law , that's all I can hope for now .
While I was walking to my apartment about 30 minutes away from here , obviously I don't have the privilege of spending money that easily as I did . During my walk I saw a bloodred beautiful gown showcased on a maniquen in a plush store . That red gown brought waves of flashbacks which flooded my senses .
I was 5 when I started tap dancing ( flamenco ) , at 15 I had performed my first premiere and that was a hit , I performed many premiere after that . I had quite a popularity . Adamant on making my career in tap dancing I had always issues with my mother who was a business woman and wanted me to become their heiress , she was a very good person but when it came to her daughter she wanted me to be perfect , become a professional so that I could take over our family business . My father was the Ultimate supporter of my dreams , the jolliest of them all , always covering me by any lame excuse he could cook up to hide me from the wrath of my mother , we were so happy . It felt so full and warm to have such a loving family but on my 16th birthday things changed , my happy family was no more , my family business taken away . With no money no one to look after me , tap dancing was the only source to pay my fees back then . In the morning I attended schools and in evening performed premieres with loads of part time jobs every weekend and in my free time .
One day when It was my 19th birthday . It was December's hard , rough winter . I just had competed my homework in library , and was heading towards the theatre where tonight I was going to perform , I was an hour early to practice once before the show and get ready in the meantime , I was still in my college uniform , heading straight towards the theatre not intending to waste my time just then some 4-5 drunk men came my way checking me out .
It was cold and dark ally so no one was there except them and me . I tried to ignore them and their Lewd comments . Bringing my hard heal tap dancing shoe in my hand kept in my bag for self defense , yeah I know this sounds stupid but that shoe was no joke and when I say it's hard it really was and was enough to do enough damage and run but they were 5 and It can really turn into a bad situation if I got hurt before my show . Suddenly one who was bald caught hold of my arm , saying
" Hey little slut , you are the one who's gonna perform tonight . theirs all over your asses in all of these posters , I wonder what lies beneath those clothes , show us some of your
moves "
And he started laughing , lust written all over his face .
It was time to decide whether to run or face them . I was really afraid of people like them though I knew how to fight , My mother was very protective person and she made me join a self defense class in a very young age as I was going to be the heiress there were many possibilities of getting attacked so I knew I how to protect my self . I knew some simple moves though but enough to make these sick people run away but that could turn risky if I would get hurt now just before the show .
" I'm sure your whore mother must have thought you how to please men ..... "
And before he could complete that sentence my emotions got the best of me turning me into a wild cat . with in a flash with the help of the shoes in my hand I hit that baldie over his head exploding his head , where blood came trickling down while the two lunged towards me in the meantime and I dodged them . Then i attacked them and knocked them out by kicking the one who called me slut in his groins and the second one with an upper cut . Three of them lie flat on the ground writhing with pain when one came from behind me and attacked me with a rod on my head , I dodged it by jumping but the rod grazed my leg with a sharp Thud and I fell down but before he could attack me again , soon enough I got up kicking him straight where sun doesn't shines and landing few tight , firm punches , knocking the air out of his lungs . The last one ran away stumbling and Scared .
Dusting my hand I went towards the baldie to get my shoe which was soaking in his blood , I picked it up and said
" Never to insult a women , remember that if she is capable of bring you in this world then she also capable of making you regret your birth "