Mine To Toy: Mafia And His CEO

•Chapter-15•

|Tara|

What I was seeing in front of my eyes, I can't believe myself. When Mr. Martin and I entered the room, upon hearing some noise, I saw that Yash was shirtless on the bed, and Arthur was shirtless on top of him, and they were kissing!!

When Mr. Martin and I shouted together, both of them looked at us, and all four of us froze with stunned expressions.

Yash pushed Arthur away, causing him to fall off the bed. Yash and Arthur tried to get up from their places in hurry and with embarrassment.

The situation became so awkward that not a single word escaped any of our mouths. I immediately lowered my gaze and turned away.

I'm feeling extremely angry, very much so. Not because Yash is gay, but because he never told me that he's gay.

In my anger, I stormed out of the room, and Yash followed me because, of course, he must have realized that I'm upset.

"Taru, wait," he said, and I turned to look at him with furious eyes. "Taru," he said while attempting to hold my hands.

I pulled my hand back and crossed my arms. "Taru, I know you're angry because I didn't tell you that I'm... gay, but Taru, I thought it would make things awkward for you to stay with me-ek thappad marungi na khich ke" I said when he brought up that awkward topic.

(I will slap you tightly)

Yash, realizing his mistake, looked at the ground lowering his gaze, and I couldn't help but laugh. He looked at me, puzzled, and then I took his face in my hands and said, "Ohhh Yash, I could never feel awkward with you, we have years of friendship, you should have known that."

Yash smiled and teared up, and I got worried, "What- I am sorry," Yash hugged me and said while crying. Seeing him cry, I started feeling like crying too, but I held back. We pulled away, and I wiped his tears.

"Stop crying, you silly."

Then I noticed Mr. Martin and Arthur standing near us. I smiled at Arthur and said, "I'm so happy for both of you."

Arthur awkwardly smiled, and then Mr. Martin patted the ground and folded his arms, "I'm mad at Arthur for not telling me," he said, imitating me.

Arthur and Yash burst into laughter, and my mouth hung open, 'how dare he?' I thought.

"You..." I darted towards Mr. Martin, and he quickly ran to evade me. "Wait, you moron," I said, and he grabbed a cushion from the couch and stood behind it, while I stood in front of the couch.

"You can never catch me, star," he challenged me and tossed the cushion at my face. By the time I caught the cushion, he had climbed up the stairs, and I followed him, running after him.

Mr. Martin was running ahead of me, and I was chasing him from behind. Then he entered his room, and I followed suit. As I entered, I saw him standing in front of his bed, and I rushed towards him, saying, "I will not leave you!" I slipped on the floor accidentally, and I fell on top of him, causing both of us to tumble onto his bed.

I was on top of him, and he was beneath me, and it felt like my breath had caught in my throat. "Please never leave me," he said, and I found myself staring at him, unable to move.

I looked into his eyes, and his deep, light blue eyes seemed so mesmerizing. We just kept gazing at each other, and my hand was on his chest.

I could feel his heartbeat racing, but I wondered why his heartbeat was so fast. Perhaps he had been running from me just now, trying to escape.

"Do you want to do something with me on my bed?" he asked with a wicked smile, and I quickly removed my hand from him and stood up.

I began adjusting my saare and fixing my hair as Mr. Martin sat up on the bed.

I looked at him and stammered, "I... I... um... I am so... sorry,".

Mr. Martin stood in front of me, and I couldn't bring myself to meet his gaze. "It's okay," he said, and I looked towards him. He was looking at me as if I were very special to him. I shyly glanced down and noticed something on his hand.

I took his hand in mine and saw that he had a deep cut. "What happened?" I asked, my worry overcoming my shyness. When I didn't get an answer to my question, I looked at him, and he was already looking at me.

"Nothing, just accidentally got cut," he said.

"If you got cut, why didn't you put a bandage on?" I asked, and he turned his face away without answering.

I took him to my room holding his hand, were I have kept bandage for emergency. I made him sit on the bed. I started applying ointment on his bruise.

"You are really a fool, how can you not care about yourself?. I've never seen an idiot like you who doesn't care about his wounds. What if you've got infected? Huh?" I looked up at him and he was smiling at me "what?" I asked and he chuckled.

"Nothing, just no one ever called me a fool and scolded me like this" he said and I raised my one eyebrow at him and rolled my eyes looking back at his wound continuing my work and I was almost done "you are saying as if I was saying something beautiful to you" I said

"Even your scold is beautiful for me, star" he said and I looked at him and our eyes locked. I started going closer to his face and he raised his brows in confusion but I didn't stop and when I got closer to his face I felt his breaths halted and that's when I tied the knot tightly on his hand and he yelped "aahh".

"Nice flirting skills Mr.martin" I said and got away from his face and stood up straight.

He just stared at me and chuckled getting up "Well, look who's got this quality too!" he said and I chuckled on his words. "Now go I have to sleep and.." I stepped closer to him and pointed my finger on his face "never talk rudely with me" I said and he laughed.

"Go now" I ordered and he left from their with a smile on his face. As soon as he left I felt shy and covered my face with my hands. What the hell is happening to me??. that's when Mr. Martin's words echoed in my ears.

Please never leave me.

Why would he say something like that? But being so close to him gave me a strange feeling. I had never been so close to a guy before, and I got lost in his eyes.

Shit, Tara, you're so crazy, what have you done?.

I sat down on my bed. But regardless, his eyes are so beautiful. A light blue color. The color of his eyes really complements his face.

I shook my head "what am I thinking?" I scolded myself and started getting ready to sleep and of course avoiding his thoughts which were not leaving my mind.