Aron's POV (surprise!)

I woke up by the beeping sound of the alarm, squinting my eyes I looked at it. I was tempted to push the snooze button but I didn't. I had to work. I know it was Sunday, but it had to work, being the upcoming CEO of Matthais.inc, I had to sacrifice my Sundays too. Running a hand through my hair, I got and walked towards the bathroom.

The droplets of water pelted down my body, I closed my eyes, feeling the drops going down my back and front. I released a breath, and with that a smile too, Aisla. My thoughts keep diverting myself towards her, every time. The times we spent together, they weren't intimate but meaningful for me. Our lingering gazes and accidental touches were enough to set me in frenzy. The funny part is that I have never felt this way before.

She has me wrapped around her finger, but she doesn't realize it. But I am scared to put a name what we are. I don't want to scare her off with who I am. She doesn't know, that I am the only son of frank Matthias and the only heir to his company; I have kept her in the dark. I am scared that she would be like all the other girls - after me for my money. I also know that if I want to be with her, I need tot el her of who I really am, but not now.

Stepping out of the shower, I changed into casuals, grabbing some breakfast I sped off to work. Upon reaching to the building I walked through the empty corridors with only a number of people, that consisted of the cleaning team and the security. I silently walked to my cabin to get started with my paperwork.

Time went on; I didn't pay heed to it until my stomach started growling. Keeping the paperwork aside, I texted aisla, hoping that she would join me for lunch. I waited for some time, then called her. It rang once, twice then thrice. She did not answer my calls. Sighing I left for lunch alone. The thought of her neglecting me kept nagging me, I kept pushing it aside, trying to be a bit positive I kept on consoling myself that she might be asleep or she might be busy. But something just didn't feel quite right.

Begrudgingly, I went back to work, hoping that it would be a diversion for me. I sat on my chair for hours, looking at the same piece of paper in my hand and the same file opened on the computer, I called aisla again and again and again. No answer.

I was hurt; she is ignoring me I thought. I kept on telling myself otherwise, and tried to focus on the work in hand, she had such a hold on my thoughts that no matter how hard I tried, she came in between.

Those eyes, which held so many of her dreams in them

Her voice, that held so much of sincerity and passion when she spoke about her favorites .

Her laugh, which immediately captures everyone's attention and puts a smile on their faces.

Her sinful lips, which makes me want to put my own on them, stealing her breath away.

A sudden realization hit me like a ton of bricks - I am falling for Aisla.

I rubbed a hand on my face when I snapped out my trance, keeping the paper on the desk; I left the office, and sped away. I was upset, confused and furious- I had to know why was she ignoring me, a dull shot pain went through my heart whenever I thought of her being with someone else. I tried to call her multiple times whenever there was a traffic signal.

With every step I took, my anger kept on rising. Curling my hand, I knocked the door repeatedly, only to come across a very distressed aisla.

I had never seen her so vulnerable. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined those beautiful eyes holding so much pain in them. Her cheeks were red, with tear stains. She looked so fragile and the helpless. But my temper was on the roof and instead of comforting her or perhaps even asking her what's wrong - I shouted on her.

"Why didn't you answer my texts? I called you so many times. Do you know how worried I was? What if something happened to you, I would never forgive myself, Aisla. What's wrong with you?" I went on rambling without thinking, but once I saw her wince, I noticed that my voice was far away from a comforting tone and its octave was hitting the roof.

I pulled her towards myself; she tensed but soon gave in and wrapped her arms around myself and tightened them around me. her uneven breath was resonating through the dark and empty apartment.

I pulled away, so that I could look at her face, hoping a small smile would grace it but it was the same - in vain, it broke my heart.

"What's wrong, Aisla?" i asked softly this time, hoping to provide a bit of comfort. I regretted shouting on her, guilty.

She grabbed my hands in her and looked down at them.

"Stomach bug", she said, with a fake smile, " I slept all day today, gosh but I am still tired" she laughed lightly but it was again a fake one, I knew she was lying but I did not push it - for now.

I kept looking at her, her eyes lost that shine, that twinkle. I placed a finger on her chin, making her look at me, "you know you can tell me", I said maybe this time she would spill. But her stubborn self didn't. She just nodded "all in good time" she replied, softly.

I pulled her again in a hug; breathing her scent in. she leaned against me. Our heart beats and our breathes with slight sound of rain drops could be heard. Taking her hand in mine, we walked over to the couch, I could smell, some alcohol but I did not say anything. I sat facing the window, which had a great view of the city outside, the drops of water on the glass - some were stuck to it, while others slide down.

"I love watching the rain" I said softly, trying to distract her. But she seemed to lost in her own thoughts. I held her, while she leaned on me, watching the rain. She released a breath and kept her head on my shoulder. I smiled at her and looked up at the window again, getting lost in my thoughts again, just like she did.

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