LEYLA'S POV:-
I was standing by the balcony. The party was pretty crazy. People were everywhere. As I was already tired, I decided to give myself a break. My cheeks were hurting due to constant smiling and pretending to be a nice lady. I was not a lady anymore. But who would tell my mom? She actually still thought that I was a virgin. Well, not exactly. Even though I was never in any relationships. But I was sexy and I knew it. Because of that, I have had almost all the guys after me since high school. Everyone wanted to date me until they knew what a freak I really was.
I still remember who was my first, though. Well, it was kinda revenge over a girl in high school. Her name was Darcy. She liked the football captain of our high school, Damian And he was into me. Weeks before prom, he asked me. And I said yes. Who would not. He was actually the most handsome guy. He was a dream guy. He was good at studies and sports. Darcy got jealous and told the whole school my dark secret about the ghosts. How did she know? Well, I helped her family with a bully when we were kids.
She revealed my dark secret and everyone in Brooklyn learned about it. She did not know that her mansion still had some ghosts. Good ghosts actually. They told me that she was planning to lose her virginity after prom. I went to Damian and asked him to take me. All it took was a revealing dress and a few shots of tequila. He was head over heels with the idea. So before prom, I had Damian. And that was the revenge I took over Darcy. After prom she learned that I had Damian first. When he told her that my body was more sexy and I was tighter. It was fun.
"What a shame?" I almost jumped as I heard a voice from behind. It sounded a lot familiar though. I turned around to look. My eyes almost popped out of their sockets as I found Kurt standing behind me with two glasses of champagne in his hands. I rolled my eyes then raised a brow at him.
"What a shame that the real beauty of this party is hiding in the dark while the fake ones are running around?" He spoke in a deep and rough voice that made me smile. He flashed his shining smile at me and offered me one glass. I took the glass and thanked him.
"So you are the guest of honor. Now I understand why my mom was all pissed at me. She wanted me to tempt you back. You sure know how to tempt a woman." I spine in a jovial tone and he shrugged his shoulders proudly.
"Of course, I know how to tempt women. I know how to tempt all of them. By the way, you are looking absolutely stunning tonight." He replied to me then he complimented me in that same deep and rough voice. I took a sip from my glass while looking away.
I could feel my cheeks heating up. I knew I was blushing. And I did not want him to see me blush. So I turned my face towards the horizon. Instead of looking at his face, I was staring at the moon. It was a full moon night.
My heart paced up a little as I felt him getting closer towards me. He was standing right behind me. I could feel his warmth radiating on my body. Thousands of butterflies erupted in my stomach as he brushed his knuckles with my bear back. I wanted to turn around but instead he stopped me. "Don't turn around. Just keep your eyes on the horizon." He whispered in my ear. I bit my lower lip as I heard his deep voice in my ear. He did not do anything else but it was certainly intimidating for me. That reminded me that I needed to get laid soon.
"Do you have anywhere besides a place that is full of people? Or do we have to keep talking to each other like this in an awkward environment. I can clearly see that you are not a party person either. How about we go somewhere quiet and a little peaceful?" He whispered in my ear and I turned around to look at his face. A raised a brow at him with a questioning look on my face. He chuckled softly then raised both of his hands in defeat.
"Don't worry! I am not the kind of man who would want to jump into a woman's bed just after two meetings." He answered my unasked question. With that, we both started laughing. I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards my bedroom. I opened the door and we both stepped into my bedroom.
"I was really in the mood to have a "me" time tonight. But looks like my mom knows ways to surprise me. Anyways, I don't really know why there is a party at my place. Make yourself comfortable, Mr Rodriguez." I said as I went towards my bed and laid down. He slowly walked towards my bed then sat on the edge of the bed. He was sitting beside me. He was looking at me with this intense gaze. I was not sure why he was looking at me like that.
"You don't know what this party is for?" He asked me as he laid down on the bed. One of his elbows was resting on the metrus. He grabbed a lock of hair that was on my face then he pushed it behind my ear. Breathing heavily, I shook my head.
"Well, I can help you with that. This party is actually for you. My dad wanted to thank you for saving my life. But your dad told him that you don't go to anyone's house for some personal reasons. That is why your mom gave us the idea that the party would be at your place." He spoke in a gentle tone that made me gulp nervously. I was staring at his face while he was talking to me. His face had this gentle look that I never saw before. I chuckled nervously and sat up.
"I am gonna grab some orange juice from the kitchen. Do you want me to get you something?" I nervously asked as I stood up. He nodded his head while staring at me with the same intense gaze.
"Bring me a glass of red wine." He replied in his same deep voice that made my heart skip a beat or two.
"Okay, I will be back in a minute. Make yourself comfortable. Don't worry. I don't really have anything to hide. You can explore if you want." I said and quickly went towards the door. As soon as I stepped out of the room, I had to stop for a while to catch my breath. Well, yes, I have been with many men in my life. But that does not mean that I get that kind of gentle treatment often. All my life, I have had only hook ups. Because everyone in Brooklyn, maybe even in New York knew what kind of freak I was. And as I could not get myself to tell Kurt about that. I decided to let him explore it. I knew he would see my diary and would read it. It was a hunch. So I went with it.
KURT'S POV:-As she left to bring me wine, I stood up and looked around. I went towards her study table. There was a diary set on the table. I smiled as I picked up the diary. I went towards the bed and sat down on its edge. I opened her diary and started reading it. To be honest, I was hoping to know more about her. As she looked very mysterious to me. She was different, there was no doubt. And I wanted to solve that mystery.But to my surprise, the diary contained no information about her and her personal life. Instead it had something very odd. I could see some geometrical shapes. Some odd shapes too. Some drawings. There were some things written in the diary but I could not read them. As they were written in some other languages. There were some pictures attached in some pages. And the details were written about those pictures.She named them as demonic power sp
KURT'S POV:-After hearing her response, I tried to come up with a response but I was speechless. She was right. Her mom told me proudly that her son was gay. Then why would she try to push her daughter to have a straight relationship. If she was really a supportive mother like she had told me, she would never push her daughter to have something she did not want. I looked into her eyes and I literally saw pain in her eyes. She was hurt because of my words."Hey!" I whispered as I went closer to her. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer to my chest. I was just trying to make my point. I did not mean to hurt her feelings."Shhh… you don't have to cry. I am so sorry, Sugarplum. I did not mean to hurt your feelings. If you don't like men, just tell your mom. So she would not push you to like someone you just don't feel to be with." I w
LEYLA'S POV:- I stepped out of the bathroom and went towards the closet. I was looking for something nice and comfortable for me. I pulled out skinny blue jeans and paired it with a black tank top and red and black check shirt. I quickly wore my clothes and dried my hair with the drier. Once I was done, I applied eyeliner and lipgloss. As I did not need makeup, I hardly wore any makeup. I wore my black boots and sprayed perfume on my body. Once I was ready, I grabbed my back and stepped out of my bedroom. I went downstairs. As I entered the kitchen, my mom smiled widely. She came to me to hug me. But instead of that, I ducked and walked towards the fridge. I grabbed the bottle of milk and poured it in a glass. With that, I grabbed an apple and took my seat towards the mini dining table in the kitchen. "Leyla! Your mom was trying to hug you. And you just ignored he
LEYLA'S POV:-After a crazy weekend with Kurt and his friends and my friends, we came back home. Kurt dropped me back with a promise to take me to Oregon next weekend. He decided we had to go to Oregon for our first date. It was Monday again. I could not believe how fast the week went. And the weekend was faster. I was in my office when my phone started ringing. I looked at the screen then gave my father a pleading look. Dad smiled then signalled me to take it. I grabbed my phone and stepped out of dad's office.I walked towards the meeting hall and picked up the call. "Took you long enough. What were you doing? Why did you pick up my call this late, Leyla" I was bombarded with questions as soon as I picked up the call. An annoyed look appeared on my face as I heard his stupid questions."I don't remember that we were in a relationship. And becau
LEYLA'S POV:-I was sitting on the beach, looking at the calmed weave of the sea. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "You look comfortable." I smiled widely as I heard Kurt's voice. He sat down beside me, hugging his knees. Just the way I was sitting. I turned my head towards him and winked at him."The real question is, why did you bring me here? Because, last I remember, you said we will be in Oregon for our next date. But we are at the beach in New York City." I asked him in a dramatic tone that made him chuckle.He laid down on the sand with one of his hands under his head. He opened the second arm for me. I smiled shyly then laid down with him. My head was on his chest as he wrapped his arm around me. "Well, you have been pretty disturbed lately. You talk to me but I started to realize that your head was mostly so
LEYLA'S POV:-We were standing in a mall. I had no idea why Kurt brought me to a mall. And when I asked him, he shushed me saying that he is the boss for now. I rolled my eyes at his dramatic acts but I could not help myself. He was cute and I started to like spending time with him. I did not say another word to him after that. He bought us ice cream. Then he made me sit on a bench and went away. And I was waiting for him, while finishing his and my ice cream. Well, I was hungry and angry. And ice cream was perfect in both scenarios.After almost twenty minutes, he came back. By then, I had finished both of our ice cream. He had a mischievous smirk on his face. I bit my lower lip with a guilty look on my face. "Sorry. I was hungry and angry and your ice cream was more delicious than mine. So I could not stop myself." I said with a guilty pout on my face. Seeing my pout, he laughed out l
LEYLA'S POV:-Once Kurt was gone, I went towards the house. The guard nodded his head at me. I walked towards him. "Did you bring the money?" The guard asked me in an excited tone. I nodded my head as I opened my purse and pulled an envelope out of my purse."Here you go. As promised. Sixty grand. Now, are you sure everything is under control?" Because once I get in, you can't get me out until I am done." I asked him in a curious tone. He opened the envelope and started counting the money. He nodded his head as he heard my question."Yes! It's fine and I have turned off all the cameras until you are done. Nobody will come back until two days later. There is something they are preparing to bring here after two days. Just go inside and get done with everything." He replied to me in a confident tone that made me roll my eyes at his non serio
LEYLA'S POV:-He looked tired. His eyes were red. His hair was messy. His lips were dry. I could almost imagine how exhausted he might be. "Oh, Kurt. I am so sorry. Let's get out of here. Let me take you home. You look exhausted." I cupped his face with both of my hands then spoke in a worried tone. He sighed and forced a small smile on his face. He pulled his phone out and dialled a number. He waited until the phone was answered."Hey, man! Found anything?" He asked on the phone and waited for the response. He sighed in a disappointed way after a minute."Yeah, I think so too. It's about to dawn in a while. We need to head home. Let's rest for a few hours then start looking for her again in the morning." He spoke in a disappointed tone. He listened to whoever he was talking to on the phone. Then he hung up. He grabbed my hand then pulled me away. We w