Darin's POV Phew...As soon as she drives away, I release a long awaited breath. Easing my hood, I look up in the direction where she went off. I don't know why but I did not wish her to see me tonight, but I am more than contented now that I have seen her again. Even if I could not face tonight as well. But her voice...I never realized that I have missed her voice so much! That same deep, dominating voice..."Arrogant bitch!" I whip my head to my left and notice that Arment is in a very bad mood.Commendable, after all, he could not win the match and now he has to face her cold attitude. I can understand his reaction. If I were in his position, I would have reacted the same way. But that is not the case here for I know her enough to be able to say that she is not bad even though her attitude can ward off other people. "Hey, man! Congrats anyway! At least you have come in the second position if not first. Don't be disheartened. You will do it the next time." I console him. He has wo

Darin's POV "Oh, you are here, son! You are here to meet Dh..I mean, Ara, right?" Mrs. Rossi comes out and says when a maid lets me in. I smile and nod my head at her."Hello, Mrs. Rossi!" She gives me a smile."Ara is in her room right now. Do you want me to call her down?" She offers but I decline shaking my head in a no."That won't be needed actually, can I go to her room?" I ask politely not trying to sound demanding. She does not say anything for a few moments as if contemplating but then gives in. "Yeah, sure! Why not! First floor, first room to the right." She informs and I nod with a smile of acknowledgement before heading upstairs.When I reach infront of her room, I knock on her door twice. No response. Then I knock again to hear some shuffling from behind the closed door. What is she doing? I wonder. Just when I am about to knock again, the door opens revealing Arabella with her long brown hair messy. She smiles brightly as she sees me. I return the gesture and wave at

"I hate you! I hate you so much! I hate your name, your voice, your face, everything! I HATE YOU!" I scream in agony as I slide the pointed sharp tip slowly down that is pressed against his skin while he just stares at me with amusement. Blood oozes from the spot where I have just carved a line with the pocket knife. But it does nothing to make him budge. He just keeps his face straight and eyes as emotionless as ever. The only thing that I can find in them right now, is amusement. Then in a split second, I am the one in his place, with my back pressed against the wall. The knife in my hand is taken out and rests in his hand leisurely as he smiles down at me, maliciously. And I gulp audibly. Yes, I am scared! How can I not be? There he stands looking like the devil that he is. And me? I can't even be compared with him, with my mere five feet four infront of his six feet two. "I see, you have grown feisty, my cute little butternut!" He says in his usual deep, intimidating tone making

Darin's POV My eyes open to the bright light in my room. Damn, I forgot to switch off the lights last night. Slowly opening my eyes, I adjust to the light and look at the time to find it is eight in the morning already. Good thing that today is sunday! But I still need to wake up though. Ara is here after all. With that thought, I get up. Going into the bathroom, I take a quick shower, put on a grey tee with off-white bermuda shorts. Lastly, wearing my usual deodorant, I get out of my room. Now standing infront of her room, I contemplate on if I should knock or not. But before I could do a thing, the door opens and reveals Arabella standing infront of me wearing a mint green sundress with white spots. She looks cute, as always. Clearing my throat, I smile at her, hoping she did not notice me checking her out. "Hey, good morning!""Good morning!" She replies but does not look at me. What is wrong? "Ara? Are you hungry?" She looks up at me finally and that is when I notice the sligh

Darin's POV I don't know for how long we stay there, standing in the middle of the road, with her in my arms crying her heart out. But when her sobs come down, I pull away just slightly and cup her now flushed face urging her to look at me. And she does, reluctantly. "Ara? Will you please tell me, what happened?" I ask as softly as possible. But she just shakes her head from side to side and again hides her beautiful face in my chest. God knows, how much I am loving this! But this can wait for some time as I have to get her to talk to me about the reason why she was running and crying."Okay, if you don't want to talk about it now, how about we go to my penthouse? I will make you my best vanilla latte. I know you love it." Running my palm up and down the small of her back, I tell her. And she looks up into my eyes through her bloodshot ones and gives me her beautiful smile. "I will love it." Then again hides her face in my chest. This is becoming my favorite thing that she does, so