Daniel pov
I have met a lot of girls in my life, had one night stands with no strings attached.
But when it comes to my little mouse, I don't know why but she has got me addicted.
I blame it on her though.
On her consistent shy glances, on that badass attitude of hers, on that oversized t-shirts, she wears and especially on her persistent ways of glancing at me or better stalking me.
Her looks are simple
Like any other average girl.
Not an extraordinary beauty that would make me look twice at her.
But if you look at her closely, like I am doing right now.
I bet you won't be able to find any flaw in her.
We are driving to my private condo and she is casually asleep on the passenger seat.
Her face is leaning on the car window.
So let me tell you what even I am not able to understand very clearly.
First, my stalker is shy in 2 feets distance from me but bold in front of everyone else.
This very thing makes me pull her closer to me and make her blush in all colours of shyness.
Second, she is naive
So fuck*** naive that I want to protect her from all those who even dare to look at her with wrong intentions.
Third, the very quality that makes me want to have her close.
Her selflessness.
Her nature to sacrifice for others, her love for those she cares for.
A small smile is present on my lips as I turn off the ignition and stare at my stalker.
I like her hair down, the way I can play with them like my own.
I know it sounds weird but to be honest, I like how soft they are to touch.
How soothing it is for my mind when I twirl her flick on my fingers.
Placing her flick behind her ear, I stare at her face.
Those lips don't need lipstick, their natural plump is already driving me crazy.
Her cheeks, how easily they blush with my closeness.
I move my face closer to her, trying to inhale her heavenly fragrance when I saw her eyes open.
Not expecting her to wake up, I look back into those black orbs to see the surprise.
I didn't move back, instead, I held her stare and there it was.
The blush I was wondering about.
Her eyes shyly look down and I can't explain how I good it felt.
Her shyness does something to me.
It sparks something inside me which I never intended to ignite.
"Your maj...esty"
Her voice, her stutters make me lose my control.
I have to fist my palms and look away from her to control my urges.
Damn you, Evalinge Williams.
"Come on, we are there"
Stepping out of the car, she still looks down.
Trying to hide her blush once again.
My eyes look at her from top to down, wondering how my staff will react to seeing her.
They will be surprised for sure, I mean she was in complete contrast to my usual type.
I just hope that they don't inform my parents, I don't want trouble in paradise.
She was waiting to follow my lead, shifting from one leg to another.
Moving towards her, I clasped her hands with mine and took her along.
"Where is this place?"
She asked in surprise as she looked up at the skyscraper.
Her eyes widening when she took in the highest tower building in my kingdom.
"Our heaven"
I simply said smirking at her and she escaped my gaze in anxiousness.
Her footsteps were getting heavy and her grip on my hand loosened.
Confused I looked back at her and I can't describe how adorable she looked.
Her eyes scanned the environment and I could tell she was feeling self-conscious.
"I.. can't...this place is too expensive..I... can't go insides"
Oh, stalker if only you knew I owned this building you won't have such doubts.
Holding her wrist I stopped her from stepping back.
"Stak-"
"I am not dressed properly....what will they say...please Daniel let's just go from here. I will stay in my dorm...I was fine there... please"
Her eyes refused to look at me.
Instead, they were fixed on the couples entering the gold doors.
I can understand her nervousness, everyone was dressed so formally in expensive suits and dresses.
While she was wearing a checked open shirt over a white oversized top, her jeans loosely fitting her body.
Her anxious eyes met mine and she awkwardly flipped her hair showing how unkept they were.
Rolling my eyes at her I went back towards the car, she thought we were leaving but how wrong she was.
"Stay put Stalker"
Confused she stared while I pulled out a beanie from my back seat.
Before she could protest, I placed it top of her head.
Cute
She tried removing when I ordered her not to
Sighing in defeat she pulled down her hands.
"You just have to do one thing little mouse"
She waited for my instructions anxiously.
"Just stay by my side"
Her mouth opened in shock before she could recover I again held her hand in mine and pulled her along.
Each passing second I am liking her even more.
Her small clumsy steps try to match my long confident ones as she follows me.
Her eyes fixed on our intervened hands afraid to look at others.
As soon as the glass door opened, the staff parted their way for us.
While others stood in line for entrance check I just walked in through the security side.
Their heads lowering in acknowledgement as they greeted me.
Soon their eyes fell on the figure trailing behind me and I wanted to laugh at how shocked they look.
Don't get me wrong.
Eva is beautiful in her own ways.
It's just that they are not accustomed to seeing someone like her with me.
They usually see blondes with tons of makeup and top designer tempting dresses accompanying me.
Usually daughters of the top upper class but never a commoner like my Stalker.
My cold gaze on them made them bow down their heads in apology.
Afraid of getting fired because of disrespecting my guest.
We entered the elevator and as soon as the doors closed, I heard her sigh in relief.
I chuckled.
Her hands immediately left mine to pat her burning cheeks and calming herself down.
"This may be normal for you but I ain't accustomed to this"
She said puffing out air and trying to walk in the elevator to calm down her nerves.
"Oh god! What if anyone saw us! What will they think about me! What if college authorities come to know!! I am doom-"
"Shhhh"
I said placing my finger on her lips and shutting her up.
Her eyes widened as she realised just how close I was to her.
Her eyes flickering between my eyes.
"You little mouse have dared to date the most powerful man of this kingdom.
So girl up and show me that fire that I love about you"
Her mouth opened and closed like a fish.
And after much struggles, she barely managed to whisper.
"Huh?"
I laughed at this, her cuteness is going to kill me I swear.
Any other girl would have flirted back at me but look at her.
Too naive to even understand me.
The lift opened to my favourite floor.
The top floor of this 89-floor building.
The view below was breathtaking but the view behind me was amusing.
Still, in shock at my words, she was standing there like a doll.
The lift ready to close down and take her to another floor.
"Stalker "
I called to only have her look at me through her confused state.
"Come"
Realising she was still standing in the lift she nodded and made her way towards me.
Her eyes taking in her surroundings.
She stood there like a statue.
Next, I know she was removing her sneakers and placing them at a side.
I wanted to tell her to stop but she had already removed them.
Her feet on my lush carpets, her presence in my apartment, her fragrance on my bed.
The thoughts were clouding my mind.
It was going to be very difficult to control myself but seeing her smiling at me with those doe-like eyes.
I know I could do anything to keep that smile around.
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Eva pov
I have never felt so embarrassed before.
Hell, how would I have known that he lives at the top of the highest building in his empire?
While I stand here feeling awkwardly shy, he has comfortably settled on a sofa.
His blue eyes bore into mine every few seconds, trying to find something even I am not aware of.
"How many others have you bought here ?"
I asked, surprising him.
I bet he never thought I will ask him this question.
Even I don't know know why I asked it.
Maybe to escape from his burning gaze or to simply cool my burning heart.
To my surprise, he stood up and took two long strides to reach me.
His breath hitting my face as the smile got vanished from his eyes.
I may be shy and all but I am not dumb.
The way everyone looked it me.
I know that look, I have seen it since I was a little kid.
The look of comparison.
They were comparing me with others who accompanied him.
And we both know who these 'others' are.
"You know Stalker I have met many. But no one has ever asked me this question"
I avoided his gaze, so he was comparing me with other flings.
How stupid of me.
How could I even think that I will be different?
"That's because they want something from you. They have motives, I don't"
I say with new-found confidence.
My eyes meeting his in a challenging stare.
"Are you sure you don't, Stalker?"
I moved my head in a no but stopped when he lifted my face by placing his finger on my chin
His nose is very close to mine as he demanded answers.
"Tell me, Stalker, that you don't crave my attention.
The way I am looking at you right now.
You don't want it?"
"I...."
I couldn't complete.
His closeness was making me hold my breath.
"I hate it when you doubt my intentions Stalker but still answering your previous question.
Yes, there have been many who I have had one night stands on the bed behind you."
I couldn't shield my look of disbelief.
Did he really?
Oh god, how naive can I be!
Coming to his apartment to live with him!
My thoughts were interrupted by his firm grip on my neck.
Pulling me closer to his chest, he made me land on his chest.
"And you know what Stalker, they knew what they were getting into. They were bold and confident. Just the way I like my partner to be"
My heart was thumping in my chest.
I know I am inexperienced but he doesn't have to rub it on my face.
Why is he being so rude all of a sudden?
I didn't say anything wrong..did I?
My hurt eyes looked up to see his cold ones.
A gasp left my lips as I was pushed on the velvety duvet behind.
Before I could recover, he was already on top of me.
Making me entrapped under him.
On the very same bed which he has shared with many.
I couldn't look into his eyes, I was not judging him.
Don't get me wrong, but knowing how common this was for him made me feel like it was much more for me than it could ever be for him.
"But when I look at you Stalker, you are a complete contrast.
A naive girl with temper problems. A clumsy mess with strong commitment"
His eyes were fixed on the strands of my hair, which he was twirling in his finger.
His perfume engulfing me and numbing me to my other senses.
"You may have not been the first one on this bed but I promise you will be staying the longest."
What does he think of me?
How dare he say-
"Don't jump to conclusions stalker. I swear I won't even lay a finger on you till you ask me to.
Playboy yes, but only for those who want to play"
"You have your privacy, I just want you around me, nothing more, nothing less"
I gulped
What is he trying to say?
"What do you mean?"
He smiled at this, his cold aura getting a bit warmer.
"You want me to be direct, right?"
I merely nodded and he lowered his face in the crook of my neck.
His next words making me wish to open the ground and swallow me down.
"I don't want to Fu** you Stalker, I want you to teach me how you do it"
Confused I blurted out?
"Do what?"
And his reply was enough to make me all giddy and numb.
"Teach me how you love so selflessly Stalker.
Teach me your selfless love"
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She couldn't understand what was going on in her life.
A few months ago she was stalking her crush like crazy.
And today she is sitting on the kitchen counter eating carrots like bugs bunny while her crush is cooking them dinner.
His biceps flexing each time he cuts the vegetables with the knife.
His eyes too transfixed on his task at hand to realise her staring at him.
"Do you cook?"
"I love doing it. It's a nice hobby I guess"
She merely nods, feeling a bit bad for him to cook for her.
But to be honest, she was delighted as well, she never had anyone to cook something especially for her.
She felt special.
"Are you sure you don't need my help? 4 are always better than 2 you know?"
He chuckled, raising an eyebrow at her.
"I like doing it myself Stalker, just relax"
But she couldn't, rubbing her hands in anxiousness she approached him to be of some help.
She saw him tossing the vegetables on the pan like a pro and couldn't help being impressed.
She wanted to do something, anything would do.
"Can..can I do it?"
She asked approaching him from behind.
His eyes remained a little bit longer on hers as he finally nodded.
She held the pan and started moving the spatula in it.
Her movements were slow, unaware of how to do it.
"Here let me show you"
He came behind her
Her back pressed on his chest as he placed his hand on hers and started moving the vegetables at a faster pace.
"If you do it slowly they can get burned, keep moving till they look perfect"
She only managed to nod, while feeling him rest his chin on her shoulder.
His slight subtle making jolts of electricity run down her spine.
Trying to focus on the task in hand, she managed to stir the contents as per his order.
The aroma of the food engulfing the kitchen.
He was busy enjoying her closeness.
Getting to lose himself in her peach and blossom fragrance once again.
"Wow! It smells delicious!"
"Indeed it does Stalker"
She said referring to the food while he meant something else.
She carefully transferred the contents onto their plates with him refusing to leave her.
Instead, his hands now rested on her waist as he placed feathery kisses on her shoulder blades.
Her off-shoulder top making it easy for his access.
Her hands held the counter for support as he made her knees go weak all of a sudden.
"Daniel..."
"Hmm stalker?"
He said now ascending the kisses up to her jaw.
"The..food.. it's getting cold"
Placing a long final kiss on her cheek he stepped back from her.
Smirking while looking at her turned back towards him.
He could bet that her face resembled a beetroot right now.
Hiding her face, she managed to go past him and place the plates on the table.
While enjoying the food she refused to look up at him.
While he enjoyed seeing her blushing every few seconds.
Trying to break the silence, he asked her the question he always wanted to ask.
"So tell me about you, Stalker?"
She slowly lifted her eyes before answering
"What do you want to know about me ?"
He casually spoke finishing his meal and pushing back the plate.
"Everything Stalker."
Her eyes widened, afraid of telling him her deepest secrets that still haunt her nights.
"From the name of your shampoo to the name of your last boyfriend."
"From your shoe size to your ring size"
"From your dreams to your worst fears"
"From the first name that left your lips to the first time, you saw me"
"From the second you were born to the name of your parents"
"I want to know everything Stalker.
Every fuck*** thing about your 19 years of existence without me"
She gulped losing her appetite all of a sudden.
Her scared eyes looked for an escape from this while his were very keen to keep her trapped.
The fork was now placed back in the plate as her hands started quivering.
With a burst of emotions inside, she prepared herself for the undeniable.
She was ready to feed him with all the information.
But the only question was
Will it be the destructive truth or a simple constructive lie?
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I have felt billions of aroma's in my lifetime,
But why the only one in billion that I could easily distinguish from others,
belongs to you?
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