Fascinated

Chapter 44: Close-Knit

"Is this the way to talk to your mother."

Julia growled back at Noah's face, with the same intensity as Noah did few moments ago. One can tell looking at Julia that the anger, high cheek bones, dark pitch black hairs, gunmetal eyes and dominant essence of Noah is acquired by whom.

He was a perfect casting shadow of his own mother in every other aspect.

The way they both are short tempered, make people around them sweat, domineeringly pressurize there subordinate and obsessive in name of love.

The only difference Noah have is, he knows his limits, of where to put leashes around his beast, with only loose end; Sophia.

And also this very feature was also acquired by him because of his very own mother. The example she set in past in front of her immature child made him stiff at heart, at the same time turning him to a person who never believed in any bullshits as love.

But only unless he saw Sophia, her warm cocoon like persona and innocence turned his obsessive ass to a person with less stiffness.

Melting his frozen heart.

Descending down the remaining stairs, Julia walked in a swaying motion near Noah and spoke in a low pitched growl.

"Never ever reply me back with this intensity. I am your mother not some baseless girl sitting in your home waiting for you to return. Reporting you every other details."

Indirect mention of Sophia and her insult, twitched an eye of Noah with anger.

Letting out a dry chuckle Noah spoke.

"At least she will never betray her own husband."

"You just have to wait a short period of time. Once she becomes completely aware of your past, she will run away."

"She will never leave me."

Noah's voice echoed around the room, rumbling the antique statues in the room as he shouted at Julia's face.

Looking at his painful condition, Julia smiled as if have won a cold war.

"Why won't she? Does she loves you, my baby?"

Julia asked making face like an innocent sparrow, as if she doesn't know anything about them, things going on in between them.

"I am ashamed of you being my Mum, a woman hell bent to destroy her own child's married life."

Noah's words spread across Julia's blood like a poison. Smiling, she replied back to him.

"Not more than me, who is ashamed of being a mother of a murderer."

The hurt at the back of Noah's eyes which he instantly tried to shroud, was easily caught by Julia, which again provided her immense satisfaction.

Contained by her revert back, she walked near the cabinet consisting of different wines and looked back at Noah.

"Some drink?"

"Would like to pass."

It became difficult for Noah to pass even a second there. The place turned suffocating to him, and it became difficult for him even to breath.

He wanted to run back to his peace, his tranquilizer and wrap his arms around her and never let her go.

"Everything besides, only if you would have invited me to the beautiful marriage of yours, all this drama would have been cut short. Then and there I would have told everything to your wife and enjoyed the show of her cancelling the marriage."