Sparkle of life ( Mafia Love story #1 ) by KATHLEEN HAYAT (best free ebook reader .txt) 📖

The summer breeze swept through the air, moving across the hot land, whispering the tales of heartbreak in every corner.

Two months has passed since he last saw her. In all these days he feared to hear news of the arrival of their divorce papers signed and sealed along with their fates.

He wasn't the same man back at that time. This man as he stared at his reflection is far from that ruthless bastard. This man in the reflection was dying bit by bit as the life was fading away from his fingertips, yet he couldn't do anything about it other than feeling numb.

The tired gray eyes stared back at him with lost hope. His once shoulder-length hair was cut short in a pompadour style. His cheeks sunken in, highlighting his high cheekbones. His jaw sharp clenched under his thick trimmed bear giving him a rugged look.

He looked lost!

Shaking his head the man changed his clothes as he went into the kitchen to make something for breakfast but stopped dead in his tracks when he heard shuffling there.

His eyes lit up thinking Alizey to be making something for him, as he went in there smiling only to stop dead in his tracks when reality dawned at him with full force. A maid was finishing her cooking as she patched up her work before nodding at him with a tense posture as she walked away. It was Muskan's idea to get a maid for the house because according to her. 'It stinks without any cleaning!'

The man slowly placed the freshly made breakfast on the small dining table in the kitchen as he sat on his place opposite to Alizey's one as he stared at her chair with longing.

How she would tense up at his nearness, as she would blink her eyes and place breakfast on the table avoiding his eyes completely as she would eat with a lot of manners and keeping her eyes at the food only not looking at him for once. How her cheeks would turn beetroot at his straight forward words. Her surprised gasps, her trembling lips.

Closing his eyes the man swallowed the lump forming in his throat. Every night his heart yearns to call her for once, to hear her sweet melodic voice, to inhale her rosy scent, yet he controlled his urge.

He had let her go. She's free ,now living her life. No way in hell he's going to destroy her happiness anymore after all he wants her happy. If, she's happy by being away from him than he's never going to show his face to her. Her happiness is the only thing that matters and if in doing, so he's killing himself than be it he's willing to sacrifice his every breath just to see her smile with those sparkle in her eyes which he snatched away.

Closing his eyes the man stood up, long-lost was his appetite as slowly he covered the plate as he placed it in the fridge.

"What are you doing?" A voice spoke making him stiffen as he ever so slowly turned around, his shocked eyes met with the fascinating ones as he blinked and then blinked again, his mouth slightly opened.

The girl glared at him. "What do you think of yourself Mr. Alexander Blade?" She blanched now standing in front of him as his tall figure heightened her short one.

Millions of emotions passed through his face from shocked to happiness to confused to panicked. "I-I..."

The man stuttered, literally stuttered at short of words. "Don't you dare I-I me! What do you think of yourself huh!" She yelled pushing at his chest as the man stumbled back confused at her sudden rage and shocked at her sudden visit.

"Am I a joke to you!" She blanched pushing yet again as he tried to understand the situation. "N-no baby you're no joke. Y-you're a f-freaking gravity." He rambled as the girl looked at him horrified.

"You indirectly called me heavy!" She beseeches petrified as she pushed at his chest hardly as the man stumbled out of the kitchen completely panicked where she's taking his words.

"No b-baby. I d-don't mea-ummmp" she pushed at his chest again. "Don't baby me!" She hissed.

Her eyes fiery and her nails sharp, Damn her teeth were looking sharp as well along with blazing red cheeks in anger, an that moment she was looking not any less than a wild tigress.

"How could you tell me what to do and what not!" She yelled pushing him as the man fell on the sofa behind him. Looking at her stunned at her audacity and confused because of her words.

"I'm not your puppet anymore! You can't force me-ummmphhh!" Strong arms wrapped around her waist as the girl fell on the sofa with him hovering above her.

Her eyes became wide as saucers as her hands shot to his chest to push him away. "Now Corazon. Enough of your riddles. Tell me what's wrong." He whispered looking at her like she's a piece of art at some museum.

The once wide eyes turned into a glare. "You can't tell me what to do. You beast! Get off me!" She yelled glaring at him as she struggled.

Alex smiled. Damn how much he wished to see this feisty side of her again. "Elaborate baby. Elaborate!" He husked coming closer as her rosy scent whiffed through his nose and a sigh of content escaped his lips.

If possible her glare got harsher. "I will live here with my husband as h-his wife and you are no fudging one to decide! I am not your puppet. I will not sign those divorce papers. Fudging hell with your decisions. I will do as I please you son of a....of a b-boiled potato!" She yelled hurriedly as her cheeks turned red, and her breathing heavy.

Alex stared at her for what seems like hours but were merely few seconds as a heartwarming wolfish grin appeared on his features making him look boyish. "Fudging fudge Corazon! I'll love to be your puppet forever baby." He rasped as his eyes got watery, she's not leaving him! She's staying.

Smiling fondly the man inched closer kissing her lips but ended up in kissing her knuckles as the girl glared at him with her hand covering her lips. "Get off of me my puppet!" She blanched.

The man stared at her quite taken aback. She took it to another level. He thought gulping as he moved away.

The girl glared at him as she stood tiding her cloths of invisible dust. "Now Mr. Puppet Beast find yourself another room as I'm taking your king bedroom and one more thing." She turned around glaring at him.

"I haven't forgiven you for taking decision of divorce without my consent, you didn't even bother to ask what I wanted and like always pasted your decision on my face! I'm fudging pissed off at you!" She blanched, her eyes fiery.

The man gulped the lump of his throat as he stared at her wide-eyed. God she looks so fucking hot while angry.

"I want orange juice delivered in my new room puppet! Make it hurry!" She glared at him one last time before storming up the stairs.

A jittery smile masked his features as the man felt overly joyous as his home felt alive along with his heart which beat again after such a long time.

His Alizey came back to him. She's back! His life came back to him. By Allah's will, he's going to place all the universe at her feet.

"My juice!" A high-pitched voice yelled as he came out of his trance, smiling like an idiot the man hurriedly poured the juice.

"She's going to be the death of me." He mumbled smiling.
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