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Chapter 5 - The Conversation (His Perspective)

I rushed inside my classroom singling out my desk and making my way towards it. I ignored the chatterboxes along the way as I needed some fresh air.

I had never felt like this before. Her gaze owned every fiber of my being within a nanosecond. It felt like I knew her in the pit of my stomach, my body was automatically drawn to her. How is that even possible? I always disregarded these frivolous romantic encounters I saw or read since my childhood.

My parents were certainly not a part of anyone's romantic fantasy, they might be the ideals in terms of wealth and glamour but their families arranged their marriage based on status and wealth.

Although, they are still together for the sake of their image, I have never seen love in their eyes for each other. I, being their only child, the only heir was doted upon endlessly and they loved me to the fullest. But somehow being around them made me feel a little empty.

I grew up not believing in the concept of romance. Business and society image took preference in our household. My father had always prepared me to be a businessman and so did my mother, this was one of the only few things they agreed upon.

It was an unspoken understanding that future romance prospects would also be of convenience and whether it is beneficial to everyone.

I never thought I would feel anything even remotely similar. I had my fair share of high school dating and all the drama around it. I don't even remember my first kiss, it had no meaning behind it, just quenching curiosity for both of us.

My second "girlfriend" was too bold for our own good plus I was naive and we had been caught by school security making out, it was a scandal and it did deter my grades getting me a good dose of scolding from my parents. She broke up with me and left without even so a word.

I did like her but not enough to go through this drama. Quickly numbing the pain my teen self felt, with parties and whatever suppressants I could find, I moved on.

I had my own life plans and things I wanted to do, things I wanted to build and make a name for myself. I had shut everything out and only concentrated on building connections and an empire, I couldn't waste my time otherwise.

I screamed my resolve over and over again internally. I took a deep breath to somehow win the battle against her gaze that burned my memory. As I packed my bag, I told myself to find new people, group or whatever it took to be as far away from her.

It took all my strength to not serve my heart on a platter to her right that instant, even if she would kick it away, I would feel as my entire existence had meaning.

"No! You can't get hurt again, you wouldn't be able to handle it, not again, not her anyone but her. Her one gaze made your heart crumble into dust, what power would she have on you! This is too much!"

My mind cautioned me as I finished packing last of my stuff. I was suddenly aware of her looking at me, I couldn't turn because I knew it would all be over in second if I looked at her again.

" I couldn't give myself fully to someone, I liked control but she... she captured me in a second, it was evident, my self control was no match to her power."

Fear gripped my heart as the fleeting thought of the power she held on me started to manifest itself. It was true and beyond my control.

"Rose! Are you feeling okay?"

I turned around at the sound of that name.

Rose.

"It suits her but no rose could ever even compare!" My mind started racing and so did my heart beat.

As students left, I could clearly see what was going on.

Ethan.

Every iota of self control made me hold myself back from punching his lights out. I did think he was a cool guy, friendly chap but how dare he tap on her shoulder? How dare he think he has the permission to even look in her direction let alone talk to her?

Anger flared up inside me for the first time in forever with such a degree that I would have snapped that hand of his. She isn't yours Ethan.

"Am I jealous?"

No. No! This was what I was afraid of! Why am I so possessive when it comes to her? I haven't even talked to her but here I was standing like a fool ready to kill someone if they bothered her.

This is what I was afraid of and I can't control it.

I wanted to take her away from him as far as possible, that chap was trying to charm her but she gave him a weak smile.

My heart felt a little relief seeing that maybe she wasn't into him.

"But what do I care?"

Ethan gave me a nod as he must have seen me shooting daggers at him but he smiled and I nodded back curtly.

Rose.

As she started to leave, my heart felt an unfamiliar ache. I was sad to see her go.

"No I wouldn't be sad and no I wouldn't let her have this hold over me!"

I took my bag and paced out.

On my way out, I noticed she was walking a little slower.

Maybe, I could talk to her?

"No! Are you crazy? You know what her gaze did to you, you think you would ever get out if she talked to you?"

Maybe, I never wanted out.

My thoughts came to a halt as my senses picked up her beautiful, soft and almost sensual perfume. My brain couldn't function anymore as I walked past her, her scent awakened my deepest desires and fears from inside my soul.

This time it wasn't her gaze but her scent pulled my soul out of my body and merged with it. I had visions of a flower field for a good second. My eyes saw her in a white dress hanging loosely from her shoulders and her hair flowing freely with flowers swaying all around her. She looked at me and her eyes filled me up with a type of love and warmth that calmed me into oblivion.

I increased my pace and didn't stop until I reached my room.

What's wrong with me? Why am I being like this?

I decided to take my mind off of today's events and her.

Rose.

I felt a hollowness in my heart and my eyes wanted to see her again. I brushed all this wanting away and concentrated on the project in front of me.

I need to make some new friends ASAP!

I opened my laptop and started working on my project. My mind kept wandering to her in that flower garden as that was the most divine and beautiful thing I had even seen or fantasied. My minds automatically typed her name on FriendBook and I saw her profile. It was locked and I was happy that she didn't let just anyone in her life.

I don't even know when I clicked "Add Friend."

I was still in a daze.

Oh crap!