Blind Spot by Sakshi C (best novel books to read txt) 📗

A soft smile broke onto his lips. He was relieved now.

"I am glad you liked your gift. This is yours," he told her. 

Her gaze whipped towards him. She gaped at him in shock. 

"Thank you for agreeing to come on a date with me," he looked at her tenderly. 

She had no idea how happy she had made him by coming here. He had bought this yacht as thank you gift. 

She shook her head. She can't take this gift from him. It was very expensive. It must have cost him a fortune. 

"I am just trying to make you half as happy as you made me today," he professed in all sincerity. He wasn't a man to wear his heart on sleeve but with her, everything came naturally- honesty, vulnerability, sincerity, she evoked all kinds of emotions inside him. And he didn't mind it. He had long surrendered to her. He would become anything or do anything to get her and now to keep her.  

This man had struck her dumbfounded on so many occasions today. He didn't touch her, he didn't threaten her. He was behaving so differently from who he actually was. Right now her lips were sealed but her heartbeat was roaring loudly. Just what was he trying to do. 

"Come on, we should head back home now. It's getting late," he broke her from her chain of thoughts. 

Gathering a lot of confidence, he offered her his hand. He spied a furtive glance to see her reaction. She stared at his hand for a second before finally taking it. 

A faint but heartfelt smile blossomed on his face as he wrapped his large hand around her small one and started leading her towards the exit.  

They returned to the mansion and retired to their respective rooms. 

..............

The next day, he took her to a high-end store to buy her a wedding gown. 

He wanted to make every moment special for her. He will give her thousands of reasons to stay. 

The owner of the store was quick to attend to them as they stepped in. She took them to the VIP room where the best of the best were kept. 

"This one would look stunning on you. Try it," the owner said. Danzel glanced at her. It took him a split second to realize, she didn't like it. 

"Show us something else," he told the owner on her behalf. The owner complied. 

After searching for some time, a gown caught his eyes. He asked the owner to bring that out. He could picture her in that gown. She would look like an angel. The owner admired his choice and told him it was the only piece ever made.   

"This one?" he asked her. She took the gown from him and nodded. 

She tried the gown and as Danzel had thought, she looked like a fairy in it. He continued to gape at her with his lips slightly parted. He was mesmerized. The gown hugged her body so perfectly, highlighting all her assets. He couldn't help but imagine peeling that gown off her on their wedding night. What a sight would that be. 

He quickly shook those thoughts off his mind.

He stood behind her as she half-heartedly inspected herself in the mirror. The gown was indeed looking good on her. 

"Stunning," she heard him whisper. She looked at him through the mirror. His eyes were already on her, basking in her beauty. 

A soft blush tinted her cheeks. She wasn't used to compliments. 

The gown was decided bought. 

They went to a restaurant after that.

He ordered the food and she excused herself to go to the bathroom. 

He was busy scrolling through his mails when a shadow loomed over him. 

"So she is the one you bought a ring for?" he looked up to see a fuming Sydney. 

"What are you doing here?" he asked, ignoring her question. 

"That doesn't matter, does it?" her pitch raised a notch. Danzel looked around if they had caught the audience. they certainly did. 

"Lower your voice," he warned her. 

"Now I understand everything," she said in self-realization, not bothering to lower her voice. 

He rose to his feet and ushered her towards an isolated corridor. 

"Are you stupid?" he raged angrily.  

"Now I understand why you don't care anymore. Why you don't care anymore if I wear lenses or not or if I died my hair red or blue. I thought you liked me in a certain way but now I understand it was all because of her. You saw her in me," she accused him. He didn't bother to reply. 

She held the lapel of his jacket, "Why did you do that to me? I loved you. I love you, Danzel. Don't go to her. She doesn't deserve you," she pleaded with him with tears filling her eyes. On the other hand, his eyes only held irritation and anger. 

Danzel grabbed her hands and forced them off his jacket. 

"I had already made it clear to you that I don't do love, Sydney. You always knew it," he told her sternly. He never led any woman on for he knew he would never be able to love anyone other than Inessa.

"But..but I couldn't help it, Danzel. Please, she is not the one you want. She isn't even pretty," she tried to hold his face but he pushed her hands away. 

"You have no idea what she is," he told her, glaring at her. Her lips twitched in distaste. 

"She is just a cheap copy of mine, nothing more, nothing less. And you deserve someone better. Be mine and I'll show you what love is," she tried to coax him. Danzel was incinerated. 

"Be mindful of what you say, Sydney. It can cost you a lot. The woman you are talking about is the woman I love. The only woman who had, who has, and will always have my heart. I belong to her, always did. She had me since the day we met. She is not anyone's copy because there is no one like her," he gritted out. 

"It would be better for you if you forget whatever we had. that wasn't meant to last and you knew that," he threw at her and walked away without looking back for once.

Inessa still hadn't come. He waited for a little longer but she didn't show up.