In His Eyes 소설 & 이야기

His hair was dark like ink, and shiny. But his eyes, those eyes were cold and danced with mischief and danger. Like liquid ice. I knew those eyes. I had seen them so many times, burning in my nightmares. Eyes that looked deep into yours like they could read your deepest desires. Eyes that screamed chaos, he was looking at me like a cat playing with its food before devouring it and leaving the bones to crumble underneath the weight of his appetite. I knew those eyes. “Not exactly who you were expecting, am I right?” he murmured amusedly, taking in the sight of me as if he had planned this whole encounter.

“You used to be cold, calculating, mean, and powerfully arrogant. Now, you’re stuttering over pregnancy pamphlets and struggling to meet my gaze.” Our eyes locked and I almost gasped as the chair scraped the ground, in a moment, we were eye to eye again. This time, close enough for me to feel his breath on my skin. “I need you to listen to me, listen well, okay?” I frowned, what was he about to say? Had I said something wrong?

For a moment, he sighed and then raised the frames of his drooping glasses to the bridge of his droopy nose. “Please come in, Madam. See! It's a miracle. Your husband is awake and able to speak normally." The doctor stepped out after tapping my shoulder a few times. We look. The doctor's height made me have to look up a little to freely see his face. The wind whistled in my ear. I flinched and turned my gaze to the corner of the room. "Jack!" I cried to myself when I found a man with bare chest and piercing eyes standing like a silhouette in the corner of Kevin's treatment room.

I couldn't be rude, even if my heart was breaking every moment that he said something, or looked at me with those eyes. In the dim light of the bar I could see that they hadn't changed much, not in their appearance. His eyes were still very much like the waters over the Caribbean, green, and yellow, and blue. Ever-changing. They came lighter at the corners and grew purely green at the center. But now they were the eves of a man that knew power, assurance, and self-gained wealth. He was not a young man ready to conquer the world, he was a young man who already had.

Though he was is absolutely gorgeous , it was his eyes and aura that had me pissing myself. His eyes were like a threat , “Look away from me , when you talk to me again…I dare you..” I heard his eyes warn me. After what felt like forever , I watch his eyes scan my body. I thought for a minute that he liked what he saw , but was too confused when I heard him scoff and push me aside when walking past me. I just stood there , confused and annoyed at him.

His eyes are on the beautiful sight infront of him , but he is not looking at it or admiring it . His face is emotionless , pale , shrink in weakness , eyes has dark circles , while his lips are dry and dead skin is covering them .. giving them more rough and dry look . His blue eyes are shining due to lights reflection but they are looking dead .. his eyes are filled in longing for something or someone. His mind is occupied in his ex-wife's thoughts ... flashback of his past flashing in his dead eyes . A tear slipped out from his left eye but he didn't broke down in sobs .

I tightened my grip on my fingers that rested over my belly. “But that’s enough about me. Tell me something about yourself. What do you do?” “I…” “Hey, you are beautiful. So I would prefer it if you looked into my eyes and then talked to me,” he said. Breaking into a cold sweat, I lifted my gaze and looked into his bright, starry eyes. His eyes were literally in shades of white and black. It seemed as if some patterns from white sparkly ink had been drawn on his pitch black eyeballs. He snapped his fingers, lowering his glasses back over his eyes.

"Cali Olwen, sir." He kept looking at me and I thought for a second that he wasn't blinking. But I didn't want him to because the more I looked at his eyes, the more drawn to him I felt. "Cali." He pronounced my name and suddenly I only wanted to hear it from him. "You don't have to call me sir, you and I know each other even if your mind is denying it. I couldn't get your eyes out of my mind. I haven't slept because of you, everytime I closed my eyes I saw you." "Me too." I said before I could stop myself.

However none of that seemed to bother him, his eyes darted across the room as if searching for someone until they landed on me. The moment my eyes met his, they filled with tears, I couldn't stop them, I wiped them away before anyone saw it. I couldn't see anything else in the room, his eyes were entrancing, capturing all my attention in an instant. He stood there motionless, with a wide grin, half relieved and half happy, however, a hint of sadness lurked behind his smiling eyes. It was Evin.

"And when I do, you know what my prize is going to be?" He pulled back so he was looking directly into my eyes. His grey eyes dark. Dangerous. "You." He murmured, his eyes still locked on mine.