"Breakfast was delicious thanks, Lucy," I thanked her as I step out of their house and walks towards my car.
"No need to thank me, you are always welcome" she sweetly replies, waving her hand in the air.
I sat in the car and thought about Lucy's advice of dating her friend, I have been in relationships with many women before but it was never a serious one, it's not like that they haven't given me pleasure physically but they definitely failed to give me LOVE and loyalty that I want in my women who I can proudly call her my wife only mine.
But seriously, it's no harm meeting her friend maybe my luck will be with me this time and lucy said that she will set up a romantic date for me and for that we exchanged our phone numbers. I am not sure it's a good idea or bad one but this time I surely don't want to end up just having one night sex with them.
Dammit!! I was so busy in my thoughts that I don't realize I took the wrong route, I suppose to go to my garage but instead, I came into the wrong place. Or Wait?! Did I really wanted to come here in the first place? Maybe, yes, because this place is dead silent no one lives here and that gives me peace and I think all I need is peace only, at least right now.
I parked the car at the side as I was about to come out, Another car hits my car from behind "Who the fuck dared to hurt my baby!!" I growled in anger.
I walked towards the driver to make him pay for what he just did, but when I went there I saw what I didn't expected. A girl. A beautiful girl. In Indian attire, I helped her to come out of the car, and suddenly she falls but at the right time, I caught her waist to prevent her from falling.
"Are you okay?" I ask as she just stood there staring at me, so does I, as my gaze falls on her face she has beautiful big brown eyes and shiny angelic soft looking skin with pink fluffy lips that I surely want to taste actually not only her lips but her whole body.
What the heck is wrong with me? Soon the blood on her temple caught my eyes ohh shit!! she's fucking bleeding "Ohh My God, you are bleeding," I told her " can you walk?" I ask, lightly tapping her cheeks.
"I don't know" she honestly said, now the only option is left for me is to carry her like the bridal style, as I did, she put her hands around my neck for support, not even for a once she protested for what I just did, maybe she is too shocked to say anything, yes, that could be possible, as I met her eyes, she looked away from me to avoid the blush that rose on her cheeks. I mentally grinned at her sweetness.
But first, she needs something to cover her fresh wound and I have first aid box in the car just in case, you know, I place her on the seat of my car as I put a bandage on the wound, then I remember she can't walk so it's better if I check her legs too, I leaned down and saw her swollen ankle.
"You got a sprain in your ankle," I told her as I touch her ankle, she screamed in pain "I know and It's completely fine, thanks for your help," she replied with the fake smile and tried silly moves to stand but falls back on my arms.
"No, it's not, tell me where you live and I will drop you there" I offered but she shakes her head.
"No, it's fine, I can manage" she refuses and I shrugged.
"You can't even walk how will you drive the car?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows at her.
"It's my dad's car I can't leave it here plus my luggage is inside of that car" she replied and I let out a sigh so that's it? Then it's no problem.
"I am the owner of the famous garage of the city, I will tell my men to pick your car from here and they will take care of the rest and I will be back in a minute with your luggage," I said and walked away from her and puts her bags on the back seat of my car.
"But still-" I immediately cut her off "Don't worry about the car but yourself, okay?"I said and she nodded with a sad smile.
After she told me her address, I started driving the car. I messaged Mike and told him to pick the white car from the hills.
"So... you are Indian?" I say and she furrowed her brows in confusion.
"Yes, how did you guess?" She asked shocked as I point at her clothes. "Because of your attire," I replied, she nods.
"And what's your name?" I asked again as she leaned back on the seat, enjoying the cold breeze hitting her face.
"Amaira.....Amaira Rao and yours?" This name suits her.
"Arthur Schreiber"
"Are you new here?" I ask she shakes her head in no.
"Actually, My parents live here and after I completed my graduation, I went to Mumbai for my job and now I am coming back after two years " she nervously replies.
"So You left your job there or something?"
"Nah, I am here for my sister's wedding but Now I am thinking to settle here with them" she explains and I nodded so it means I have chances of meeting her again.
As I was noticing her she was just enjoying breeze so I opened my car's roof for her, she stood and spread her hands in the air and I don't why but my heart just skipped a beat.
" What?" She asked with a smile that I returned.
"You are extremely gorgeous," I complimented her that is the truth, she blushed as our gaze met, I continue "seriously, I never saw such an angel like you who looks like she came directly from heaven"
She narrowed her brows at me in amusement "Thanks, so that means you flirt with all the girls ?" She asked and I laughed, shaking my head in no.
"No, I never complimented any girl before " I stated openly.
She grinned before asking "Why?.....what's so special about me?"
I smiled "Maybe because you're different than others I like you" her mouth slightly opens but she closes it again.
"But...I have a boyfriend" she replies with a naughty smile on her lips.
"You are joking, right?" I ask as I smirked.
"No, why would I joke with you" Her expressions turned into serious ones.
My eyes widened in shock 'What the fuck I did wrong, god? Why the girls I like, always end up cheating on me or else they were already taken?' I scolded in my mind.
I stopped the car in front of her house, I turned my head "your house, I guess" I flatly said, without trying to meet her eyes, her smile drops as she tried to sneak into my eyes before her lips curled in "thank you" in a sad tone for a moment I felt like I broke her heart.