Chapter - 5 True face
Dante gently put Zara to sleep, carefully tucking her in. He then moved towards the balcony, seeking solace from the chilly night air. As he opened the balcony door, the brisk wind hit his face, relieving him of the stress he had endured. Silently, he gazed at the night cityscape below, his mind lost in the vastness of the urban landscape.
The weight of his thoughts compelled him to reach for his phone, dialing his trusted spy and best friend, Ethan.
The phone rang, tring tring, until Ethan picked up the call, annoyed from his interrupted power nap. Without bothering to check the caller ID, Ethan scolded the person on the other end.
Ethan
"Duffer, idiot, you cockroach! Why are you calling at night and disturbing my peaceful sleep?"
Came the chilly voice from the other side, sending shivers down Ethan's spine. Suddenly wide awake, Ethan inquired.
He knew Dante never called at night unless it is something serious related to their mafia gang or, more crucially, Zara...
Ethan
Is it about Zara ???
Ethan asked, his concern evident.
Dante
ummm * hummed in response *
Ethan
What happened, Dante ?
Dante
She suddenly said she wanted to leave me.
Dante replied cold and distant. Ethan was shocked.
Ethan
Where is she now ?? Did she go to her parent's house ?
Dante
Did you think I will let my bird, leave me ??
Ethan sighed realizing the seriousness of the situation.
Ethan
Okay, what did you do ? Did you physically forced her to stay ? Did you kidnap her ??
Dante
None of the above. I manipulated her .
Dante replied cryptically
Dante
I will send you the list of information I need.
Ethan
Dante, okay, I'll gather the information you asked for and send it to you before tomorrow night.
Dante corrected, his tone unwavering.
Ethan sighed, knowing Dante wouldn't listen to reason
Ethan
It's hard to get a week's worth of data in a day, Dante, understand ??
Dante
I will get the file from my personal assistant tomorrow afternoon
Dante said cutting the call before Ethan could protest further.
Dante chuckled to himself, a devilish grin playing on his lips as he looked back at Zara through the glass door. His plan was in motion, and he was one step closer to securing his hold over her.
In the room, Zara, who had been eerily observing Dante from the glass door, smirked, believing her plan had succeeded. She recalled the events from a few hours before, patting herself on the back for her meticulous act. However, her satisfaction was tainted by concern for Dante's well-being. She couldn't help but worry about him, especially after he had cut his wrist. The thought of losing him sent a pang of fear through her heart, reminding her of the depth of her feelings for him.
As the sound of the balcony door opening reached her ears, Zara snapped back to reality. Quickly, she closed her eyes and feigned sleep, pretending to be unaware of Dante's presence. He approached the bed, embracing her before drifting off to sleep himself.
Zara is quietly observing Dante as he sleeps. She carefully reaches out her hand and gently touches his face, feeling a sense of ownership and affection.
Her eyes show possessiveness, indicating that she feels a strong connection with him. In a soft, intimate voice, she whispers.
Zara nestled into his chest, smiling to herself as she realized her plan had worked.
She closed her eyes, grinning wickedly, determined to maintain the facade.
Comments
Chhidori
Author, I don't understand anything, it's like reading the story from middle.
2023-10-16
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