Garden Of Aida

"Well, isn't that supposed to be a good news that he finally showed up after disappearing for a week?" Agnethe raised her concern. She had knocked to check on Theresa, who has been lost for almost half an hour.

"He has called me to meet him in the 'Garden Of Aida'." Theresa huffed, her voice soft and warm. "And where the hell was he when I called him twenty times a day?" Not long after that, she snorted pulling herself away from Agnethe's embrace. Her anger in the tip of her nose.

"Woww, he sneaked inside your house and said you to meet him in 'Garden Of Aida'? That's so romantic, bro." Agnethe snorted out a laugh, which she cut off halfway with a gasp. "Hmm, but at least can we appreciate his sweet effort of making up to you?"

Theresa's eyes flickered. She adopted a thoughtful expression, nodding her head and letting Agnethe's words sink in because she was not wrong either and at least he was sorry for his actions.

"Why don't you go and meet him now? Meeting him will help you guys to figure out things."

Theresa gave her a nervous smile, "I guess it will be better if I listen to what he has to say. "

"I'm glad that you decided to follow my advice, Theresa." Agnethe squeezed her hand.

"Okay, so I am off to meet Egan." Theresa's face lit up, with the absence of some of her earlier stress. "I'll tell you everything after I return back." She added, taking her departure from the room. And Agnethe too trailed behind her.

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The evening sun washed the Garden Of Aida with its golden rays. The buds of roses, daisies, poppies, orchids and lilies were in full bloom, adding a splash of rainbow shade in the spring season which was very near.

The lawn was vibrantly green, lush and feathery. In the corner of the garden, there situated a pond as silver as diamond flame, glimmering in the faint setting sun. There were little wooden benches which was made from a fine long plank that looked soft and welcoming to the visitors.

At the end of the 'Garden Of Aida', there was a grove of olive tree where the ropes were tied tightly in its branches making a swing, a perfect blend of aesthetic and comfiness. The gate of garden was wrapped in pink bougainvillea and a wooden stand-board was in the side of the entrance that clearly imprinted 'Garden Of Aida' in a Oleo Script, a type of a bold calligraphy.

Surprisingly, such an enchanting garden was empty with no traces of any people. What a pity!

As it was a private garden that solely belonged to Egan. He had built 'Garden Of Aida' as a birthday present for his beloved, Theresa's twentieth birthday. Since Theresa is a nature lover, he decided to gift her a whole garden where she could spend her leisure time and enjoy one of her hobbies, which was obviously Gardening.

Egan was sitting by one of the swings with his detangled thoughts. He was time to time peering at the entrance of the garden as if he was waiting for someone? Of course, he was waiting for his beloved, Theresa.

That's when a long shadow casted on the ground and with that, a small smirk slided on Egan's lips. The shadow belonged to Theresa. He smiled, his heart skipping at the sight of her.

A bodycon dress suited her shapely figure which clearly revealed her perfect bare skin. Theresa's slender eyebrows and velvety eyelashes were a seduction that could turn on any man.

Theresa bent down a little to unbuckle her shoes because she liked to walk bare foot in the lawn, it made her feel peaceful and connected to the Mother Earth. She sauntered towards the emerald grass, as she spread her arms sideways and closed her eyes to enjoy the serenity of the evening breeze.

Her messy hair updo revealed her sexy appealing back which turned on Egan as his cock thickened. "Snap it off, Egan! This is not the time to think about things like this." Egan walked closer to her until they were mere inches apart. "The garden looks more beautiful and lively in your presence." Egan formed a small, teasing grin. His voice filled with affection towards her.

Theresa was the keeper of every floras and faunas of the 'Garden Of Aida'. She cared for them like a mother and watered them daily. Her presence in the garden was magical and wholesome.

"I guess, so." Theresa's eyes glanced frantically around the garden, until they met with those of Egan's ocean blue eyes. His gaze burning into hers.

As Theresa pressed her lips together to speak, Egan's gaze inadvertently dropped to her mouth. He was desperate to bite her melon sweet lips. And it was the worst possible time for him to think about anything like that, especially when he had disappeared for a week without any prior notice.

He held her hands and brought it closer to his lips, lightly pressing a soft kiss on her knuckles.

"I'm sorry, my love. I should have at least informed you before I left. How could I be so silly?" Egan leaned down and whispered.

"Well, I am happy at least you understood now that you are silly." Theresa gasped out a laugh as Egan picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder.

"W-what are you?" she stuttered. Her mouth tipped up while her heart melting into a puddle.

"You have got a good sense of humour, my princess."

"I know that right." Theresa chuckled.

Egan set her down on the lush lawn and he too sits along with her.

"I'm absolutely fine. It's just that I feel....." Heat turned Egan's eyes into molten silver. His fingertips trailing over her skin.

"Egan." She hissed, her pulse racing with a mix of lust and anxiety.

Before making any moves further, Egan's amused voice cut through her arousal as he gripped her arms and steadied her. As if he remembered something very important.

"I am a Phoenix, Theresa."