The day was blessed with glorious sunshine, the wispy clouds drifting across the sky, the gentle breeze blowing all round, even the people waiting anxiously for their friends and relatives were put at ease by the good weather.
In no time, the long awaited aircraft was seen fast approaching and then landing with a rumbling sound.
After checkouts, the airplane's staircase was pulled out, further revealing the vibrant air hostess and exhausted passengers with baggage but becoming pleased at the sight of their loved ones.
During their happy reunion, a slender girl of nineteen years glamorously dressed in a black vest with the inscription "TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT" enclosed in a black leather jacket, a black leather jacket, black pants compatible with the black leather boots emerged from the aircraft.
The girl has a long curly dark hair tousling down her shoulder contrasting beautifully to her spotless fair skin graced with a lovely mole on her fair neck. She wore a dark shade, which rested on the bridge of her thin nose adding to her formidable appearance.
Her glossy dark lips paused in a fine line in glamor to her smooth jaw. Tugging her suitcase
down the stairs, she trudged to the airport building oblivious to the warranted attention she had just attracted. Pulling out her cell phone, she dialed a number.
"I am at the airport," the girl said lazily in a hoarse voice and hung up instantly, giving the receiver no chance of response.
Pursuing her lips, she removed the dark shades revealing a pair of translucent and piercing dark eyes concealed partially under thick and long eyelashes.
She walked towards a vacant bench ignoring the scorching gaze of the people in the premise. She sat down and began to play with her phone, her long eyelashes fluttering elegantly.
The sight was breathtaking and as well tempting but no one dared to go near her; perhaps, because of the domineering aura she was emitting or her glacier expression leaving the onlookers no choice but to drop the idea of approaching her.
Few minutes later, a middle aged man in a black suit was seen approaching the girl pausing in front of her, he bowed respectfully.
"Young Miss, how was your journey?" The man asked.
"Boring." The girl answered brusquely, standing up.
The middle aged man who seemed to be a chauffeur took the suitcase to the car, the girl following. The chauffeur hurried, opened the side door, and she entered. Placing the suitcase in the boot of the car, he entered the car driving off.
Inside the passive well conditioned car, the girl leaned on the sofa with her eyes closed. The driver glancing at her through the rearview mirror sighed, as saw the peaceful image of the girl. He couldn't deny that she looked quite different sleeping to when she was awake.
'Now she seemed like a little girl, so fragile' the driver thought.
"Are we not going to the main house?" The girl lightly asked the driver to jump since he probably thought she was asleep.
"Eem, yes," the driver started awkwardly. "Old master told me to bring you back to the villa."
"Fine." The girl said, closing her eyes once again. The driver was surprised. Likely, it was not what he had expected, maybe he thought the girl was going to make a fuss about not being told.
The assumption was not based on his instinct, but from what he had heard about her.
'Maybe, all of that were groundless rumors, totally made up' he decided to focus on his work and didn't bother with it.
"We're there." The chauffeur announced after a couple minutes of driving. Taking off his seatbelt, after ensuring that everything has been turned off.
He hurried out of the car with the intention of opening the door for his young Miss, only to discover that she had left the car. When she left, he had no idea.
The girl stood tall in front of the magnificent villa, observing the environment; which was a beauty to behold.
The enchanting and vibrant environment were full of beautiful wild flowers; these resplendent blooms, nurtured by the sun's warm embrace and gentle caress of the spring breeze creating a spectacle that captivates all who behold it.
Majestic sunflowers with their golden faces stand tall, soaking up every ray of sunlight, while cheerful daisies, with their pristine white petals and sunny yellow hearts, litter around the water feature which mirrors the orange rays in the sky.
A flicker of emotion flashed through the girl's face but vanished immediately as it appeared.
The interior part of the villa was also a spectacular sight and appealing to the eyes. The chandelier hung magnificently from the ceiling, showering the room with blessings of lights and illuminating the various works of arts placed significantly on some parts of the room.
At the middle of the spacious room was a long towering fine oak staircase leading upstairs. The opposite side of the exit door stand two golden statues of leopards placed at each side towards the dining room.
Further revealing, a showcase filled to the brim with flowering plants was surrounded by all kinds of houseplants in its pots.
A giant flat screen tv plastered to the wall adjacent to the dining room was seen, complimenting to the warm tone of the paint. A subtle combination of yellow and lavender.
The girl breathed in, inhaling the fresh aroma of the flowers.
A man who seemed to be in his late fifties walked professionally down the stairs. He greeted the girl, while bowing respectfully. She gave him a curt nod in reply.
"Old master is in the study room, I will inform him of your arrival." He said, the girl nodded again sparing him no glance as she walked up the stairs, with the chauffeur on his heels with her baggage.
As she walked up to her seemingly previous room, it looked freshly tidied up and neatly arranged. The window was slightly opened allowing a tinge of warmth inside. There, the girl noticed the lingering scent of familiarity which instilled in her a deep sense of nostalgia.
Too tired and lazy to indulge in sentiments, she immediately suppressed them.
The chauffeur carefully dropped her baggage and left.
She shrugged off her jacket as she walked to the wardrobe. On opening the wardrobe which was occupied with dark shades of clothes. She casually picked out her bathrobe and disappeared into the adjoining room.