Episode 42
Maria's point of view.
Yes, Daniel. I haven't seen your room in a long time. While thinking, I went to the second floor. I approached his door and gently touched it. I gently pulled open the door and stepped inside cautiously. As I entered his room, I took a quick glance around.
It's not the same as it used to be. He does a lot of shifting around in the room. While wandering and looking around, I touched his bed. I smiled as I glanced at his closet and opened it. His aroma was present in his clothes. I gently stroked his dress and took one of his shirts. I closed my eyes and took a long breath.
Fuck! His smell! "Daniel," I murmured, stroking my cheek against his shirt. "Your Maria has come, Daniel. Where have you gone? "I can't wait to breathe your fragrance," I said softly. I fell on his bed, clutching his clothing to my chest. "I'm not sure where you are, Daniel. But please, wherever you are, return to your Maria as soon as possible, "I said.
I closed my eyes and remembered last night. His soft kisses and muscular arms are driving me wild. I tightened my grip on his pillow and gradually opened my eyes.
However, Sheetal! I sat up on the edge of the bed, holding his shirt. Daniel I'm not going to let you be her. It's just you and me, darling. You took my first kiss before I left for London, and I got yours as well. Perhaps you've forgotten! But I'm not one of them.
It's tough for me to forget you. Someone suddenly knocked on the door. With a grimace on my face, I stood to open the door. A maid was waiting in front of me. "Your juice, ma'am," she said. I nodded, took the juice, and shut the door before her.
The opposing viewpoint.
"Honey, Daniel mumbled into my ears as he clasped my waist. "What are you doing, Daniel?" "Let me dress," I said. "Why didn't you just call me and ask me to dress you up?" Daniel asked. I smiled and replied, "But I call you right now to zip the gown." Before zipping, Daniel grinned and kissed my bare back.
Then, while he was zipping, he added, "It's all right." After all, I'll see your entire body after a while. " I smacked his hand and said, "Daniel." "Let me do your hair, sweetheart," he replied with a smile. I sat down on the tool, and Daniel began styling my hair.
"Daniel, do you really know how to do this?" I asked with a smile. "Of course I know," he answered as he combed my hair. "Every now and then, I do my mother's hair." "I had no idea my baby had this quality," I said. Daniel grinned as he checked himself in the mirror.
As he finished making my hair, Daniel took my hand and I stood up from the tool. "I have something for you, honey," I responded with a smile.
In a surprised tone, he asked, "for me?" As I squeezed his face, I murmured, "Yes, isn't it my baby's birthday?" "What is it?" he asked, his face lighting up. "Not now," I stated emphatically. "Why?" he asked, clutching my waist, "I want to see it now."
"It's a surprise, Daniel." "Why don't you understand it?" I asked. He narrowed his eyes and gave a nonchalant expression. "I'll give it to you at night," I said quietly, as I pressed on my toe to come closer to his ear. Daniel gave me a soft smile and gently lifted me up. I murmured, "Daniel." "Okay, but what if Amily Auntie comes home tonight?" Daniel asked. "Mom won't come tonight," I said. We exchanged soft smiles. Perhaps our dream will come true tonight. "Let's go, honey," Daniel murmured softly as he lowered me. " We had to get back home promptly after the celebration." I smiled as I nodded. I grabbed my phone and began following Daniel.
Sheetal’s Aside.
I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. I'm going to meet his mom and dad tonight. I heard his dad wasn't here, but it's his son's birthday, so who knows? I'm not sure what to say to them. I'm scared.
The opposing viewpoint.
It is in Italy.
Farru was flipping through a book. He was in their library at home. He was startled to hear footsteps. But he didn't turn back to see who it was. He was engrossed in his book. That man coughed unexpectedly. Farru sighed as his attention shifted away from the page.
It was a few minutes ago.
Musa's Perspective
I left my room and strolled over to Farru's room to see what he was up to. However, when I opened the door, I did not see him. "Farru! '' As I called for Mac, I mumbled. He rushed up to me and asked, "What's wrong, sir?" "Is there anything more you need?" "Farru, he is not in his room." "Where is he?" I asked. "Perhaps he's in the garden or elsewhere, sir." After all, he'd finally returned home after such a lengthy absence, "Mac remarked. "He can't be, Mac." He can't possibly go like this. "Don't you know the truth," Musa shouted.
"Sir," Mac faltered, "I honestly didn't mean that." "Mac, we need to be careful," Musa murmured as he shifted his sight away from him. It's not the right moment for him to make an appearance." "Yes, sir. I'm sorry.
I'll be more careful in the future. "This time, I'm not going to make any mistakes," Mac stated. Arin appeared at the top of the stairs all of a sudden. "What's the matter, sir?" she asked. "Farru wasn't in his room, '' Musa remarked to Arin. "Oh, he's at the library." I noticed him going there. Why? "Is everything all right?" she asked. Musa abruptly headed downstairs without saying anything. He walked straight to the library.
to be continued..
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