Tale Of Blood And Rose

He shook his head in denial before saying,"My little girl, can't you take care of yourself. You already catch a cold." His cold and angry voice turned to a soft and caring one. He took the towel from her hand and started to dry her hair.

"Laila! Laila!" His cold voice again made her quiver and he immediately held her very close in one hand while with the other hand, he was drying her hair.

Very soon, Laila came there in a hurry. "I am sorry, Young Master." She was standing there lowering her eyes. "Go and prepare Ginger Tea for your Young Madam." She nodded and came out of the room and he again got busy drying her hair.

He can still feel her trembling body in his arms. He lightly squished her body and pecked her forehead before saying,"Don't fear my love."

She felt a little relief hearing the words come out of his mouth. She swallowed the knot forming inside her head before raising her head lightly to see into his eyes.

As soon, their eyes met, tears fell down of her eyes and she quickly broke eye contact.

He leaned down a little and kissed her tears saying,"What happened my love?" and then he wiped her tears using his thumb. She denied her head, don't wanting to tell him her exact pain, which was hurting her the most.

He didn't ask her much and continued to dry her hair. But all the time her head was lowered and not a single sound was coming out of her mouth.

He was busy drying her hair but the knock on the door attracted his attention. There was none other than Laila, who was holding a cup in her hands and standing near the door lowering her head.

He simply said "come" and with that she forwarded her steps to come inside the room, but her gaze was still on ground, not raising a little up, to take any risk.

She stopped reaching in front of them and forwarded the cup saying,"Young Master, here it is."

He took the cup from her hands and put the cup on the table and again got busy drying her hair.

Laila understood that her work is over now. So, she stepped back, lowering her head and finally came out of the room.

Laila's heart was thumping inside her chest. She felt good for Niya that their Young Master didn't mess up anything with their Young Madam. She was very scared after seeing his anger.

Still Jack was drying her hair very carefully and gently. "Dummy, who told you to go to the EMPIRE?" His voice was soft but it made her tremble. Her chest began to go up and then down, her breathing became unsteady because deep down in her heart she knew he may get angry hearing her answer.

"Love, I asked you something." His hands stopped, drying her hair. It made her quiver, and he understood that she was again scared because of him.

He threw a towel on the bed and sat next to her. And in the next second, he pulled her and made her sit on his lap. But her head was still lowered and her body was trembling.

He can feel her heart, which was pounding inside her chest, as it will jump out of her chest in the next second.

He took a deep breath and released. He slowly raised her chin up with the help of his index finger, but her gaze was still very low.

It was the cutest reaction he had ever seen. He chuckled lightly before saying,"Miss Naomi, Can you please raise your eyes and look into your Joseph's eyes.''

She finally raised her eyes a little, she was looking into his eyes with a lot of pain and finally stated,''you are not Joseph." And quickly after that she again lowered her eyes.

He felt a little pain hearing this from her mouth but ignored it and asked her,"ok then tell me who I am ?" His voice was still very soft and laced with concern.

Niya couldn't control herself and her tears flowed down her eyes and she again said,"Please leave me alone." Tears were forming inside her eyes and again it flowed down.

He tightened his grip on her before saying,''dare to go " She held his shirt in her fist and buried her face into his chest and let her tears flow down.

…..

While Clove was busy talking with someone in the hotel's room. She was laughing while talking with the person on the other side.

"Hey do you know? I mean are you sure that he only loves you?'' A male voice was coming from another side of the call.

"No no don't worry. I know he loves me very much and he will never leave me alone. Did you know he proposed to me. I can't believe, how he knew about what I want?" Clove was wearing a seductive dress, as usual she wears and was playing with her hair while talking.

"And one more thing, Do you know he has a wife?" The person on the other side was questioning her with interest and curiosity.

"Yes! Yes, I know he has a wife, he told me but that little bi*ch had nothing to do with us. And I also knew he would never like or love her instead of pretending, because he wants something very big from her family." She was telling the truth to the person, who was on the other side of the call.

"Clove dear, did your boyfriend promise you that he will only marry you?" The person again asked from another side which made her frustrated.

"Can't you understand, I told he promised me every single thing about us. And dare to ask any more question, you better know about my temper."

She angrily took out her words from her mouth but the person from another side did not get angry because he knew very well about her anger and he too knew she is short tempered.

"Oh sorry my dear, I didn't meant to hurt you and made you angry." He apologised because he knew her very well.

"It's Okay and tell me quickly what more you want to ask." She said rudely, rolling her eyes and the man on the other side chuckled and asked,"And what will he do with that girl?"

She laughed before saying,"he will throw her out of his life."