The Contemplation
Sitting in his Office chair he was gazing at the pic. It wasn't the prettiest face he has ever seen, but it surely was a face with a different zing. He could feel strange vibes looking at that smile. It was strange for such a beast to look this way at a woman. What his eyes measured all these days was the curves.
"How dare she mentioned me inexperienced, damn what she thinks about herself. " His ego roared in his head. Devil smile was lost in the thought, and only expression left was obduracy. All this past one and half years, many woman came in his life like a tide and he sailed on them as a pirate."But she is different" intuition he always relied on spoke.
"What is so special in her, why i am feeling this way? She is just another woman, just another package of bluff and lies. She must be proud of her looks and much arrogant, that's what her comment says. He has barely thought about woman this way in past one and half years. It was strange for a falconer to think this way and specially this long.
And the devil broke up the silence "I will show her what inexperience is. She shouldn't has challenged me without knowing a bit about me. I am a Leo, alive with ego and sprouting in rage. " He smiled at his word choice "Sprouting", such a strange word for a demon. He was man with rage, thirsty archfiend.
His capability was unmatched, and he exercised it with unmatched excellence. Just gazing at those eyes his words were a true reflection of the individual. Many was amazed with his capability of reading eyes, and few were flattered, but for him it was a lethal weapon to bewitch his prey.Before the glass of scotch lasted his quarry was willing to be crucified.
The word "No" has turned an antiquity. He wasn't a hunk that every woman would slip by at his bare looks, but surely a master of words. He knew how to harvest the blemish of womanhood in his favor. He had played with storms and knew how to handle blizzard. For him it was just a game, he was playing only to win. Losing was never a choice.
Suddenly it was different waves today, a strange temptation, unknown winds. He would have barely knew that this cyclone would turn him upside down, turning the whole world of acerbity into mildness. His world was on verge of change and his intuitions were aware of it, but he was a total stranger to upcoming.
