Once upon a playboy ✓ (Spin-Off Of Far yet Closer)

Yours

Mark hugged me, surprising me and I had no choice but to wrap my arm around him, "I thought to meet Mia." He whispered in my ear.

After him Matt too enveloped me in a manly hug, "Mia is so beautiful." He whispered. Yeah, my Little is the most beautiful woman in the world. 

"If not you….. can I have a chance with her?" He whispered again making my blood boil.

"Don't you dare." I hissed and he laughed out loud making my eardrums burst.

"Don't tease him." Nina swatted his back and he released me.

The elevator graced us with its appearance and they all hurried inside.

I stood there untill the door closed blocking them from my vision but my brain got stuck on Matthew's words. 

If not me… then is anyone hitting her? Has she found anyone? It's already been a month since she has gone. How is she? Is she safe?

I do know where she is because I blackmailed Sanju and Seb to not show my face again if they won't reveal my Little's address. So they had no other option to tell me where exactly she is. I wanted to go there and drag ger with me but I stopped myself. What if I bring her back and everything will become a mess again?

I have no idea what more this media wants? Even after a month of all these why haven't they calmed down? Why they are digging still. Trying to find out where Mia is? Yes. They got to know that Mia isn't here. So, they are searching her and thanks to Thomas, Robert's PI, her location won't be disclosed.

Sighing, I went inside my flat and my eyes immediately went to the room which has been untouched since the last month.

I slowly walked into the room and was greeted by the mess. Mess that my Little created. All her brushes, pencils, papers, which she calls them her weapons, were scattered everywhere. Chuckling, I slowly picked up everything and started arranging them neatly. I took the papers and opened the drawer of her small study table to stuff them inside. 

That's when I noticed a book in the drawer. Its actually a drawing book. 

Being curious, I opened the book and found a drawing. It's not just plain drawing but she even coloured it. The background of the drawing is again a night and in the woods. Moon is peeking through the trees illuminating the woods. A little girl has fallen flat on the ground and a little boy is on top of her, supporting himself with his hands on the ground.

When I looked at it in concentration and understood it, my heart stopped. 

It's not just some plain drawing. It's our first meet. Our first meet in that woods where I stumbled upon her. 

She captured our first meet with her eyes and printed it on this paper with her own hands. 

I flipped the page and saw another one. 

A little girl and boy were walking on the road at night. The boy has some bags in his hands.

I flipped again.

The little girl is standing at the threshold of the door, while the boy stood in front of her. Only the back of the girl is visible.

I flipped again.

The little boy and girl were seated on the ground in the woods, staring at the moon. A small picninc basket beside them.

I flipped again.

The little boy and girl were seated on a rock in the woods, laughing.

I kept on flipping through the pages and got stunned looking at each drawing.

The little boy and girl were in a shop filled with paintings. 

The little boy and girl were playing with a puppy.

The little boy and girl, sat on a mountain rock, both of them in each other's arms. 

The little boy and girl were in a room filled with candles, dancing.

The little boy and girl were standing on a patio, girl is crying and boy stood there cupping her face with his little hands.

I then reached a final drawing. 

The little boy and girl were sharing a kiss in the rain.

All these were not just memories for her. More than that. Suddenly I started feeling suffocated. I raced out of the room and into my balcony for fresh air. Clutching the drawing book right in my hands, I hugged it to my chest. Looking up at the moon, I finally let my tears fall which I have been holding up all these days. 

Come back, Mia. Come back to me. 

I cried looking up at the moon, hoping that the moon which brought us together will carry this message to her.

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Unknowing to him, Mia, on the other part of the world too is looking at the moon, hoping it will bring a message from the love of her life.

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So, I'm back again with another chapter. I don't know whether you guys are eager or not but I'm very much eager to update .....

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His father has left something for Mike. What more has he left??

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Sanju....