Zorion Point of View

These days feels like I've been a part of an opera drama company where everything I see and do is too much over and exaggerated.

Love?

Attraction?

Heart and soul?

This Cacao guy has a lot of crap stagnated in his mouth. A mere glance at him is giving me a feeling of something wormy crawling on me.

Love Guru? Him?

"Now look into each other's eyes and explore your image in them." He said in a fake hypnotizing tone that added another can of worms on my body.

We are currently sitting on a small boat in the middle of an ocean, an hour away from the coast. Sir Cacao has insisted we take our first lesson in the midst of nature and blue.

He makes a living doing this?

This? Seriously?

How come people become so blind to even follow him and make him so famous? After getting out of Allard office, I took a little time and searched for Sir Cacao on the internet and guess what nonsense the media is after these days?

Apparently, Sir Cacao is a modern era Cupid. His fans and clients believe his eyes are like bow and his words are love arrows. His smile is sun and tone so sweet!

I don't think so. To top with it, this is an Almond we are talking about. How can an Almond be sweet?

Impossib-

My thoughts chocked me the second my eyes collided with Meow's. My focus zoomed into her eyes as if some kind of magnet is pulling me into her.

As if there is warm scented water in her eyes for me to take a relaxing bath.

It was sweet!

"What do you see in each other's eyes? Tell me." His whisper was heard.

Swee-

No, God! What am I thinking. No Almond are not sweet. They are –

They are- I don't know but not sweet.

"D- delusion." I answered nonchalantly like I was just about to say sweet a second ago.

No. No falling for an Almond. Not to Meow!

"Solution." I heard Meow answer with a smile, still focused on me. She looks almost bewitched.

Bewitched by me.

Why do I feel both good and bad right now?

"Interesting. Now explain why you feel so." This feels more like a brainless activity to me than something romantic.

The boat is shaking and this meow girl can anytime loose her balance and find herself as family dinner to a team of sharks and this Sir Cacao chose this place.

The love of Almond cousins I say. Deadly!

"I see a day dream that cannot come true. Her eyes showed me enough self deception for the day."

I was expecting a retort; at least a scowl but what did I get?

"That's wonderful. You read her in such depth by just looking into her eyes for thirty seconds. Indeed my fourteenth chose a capable man for herself." Did he just agree to me that his cousin is usually delusional or is he trying to say I analyzed too much that none other could?

"She is usually delusional?" I asked curiously, catching Meow by her arm and steadying her.

This girl will sure become a meal for sea monsters if we don't leave this small boat.

"That is not the right question. People often become delusional in one case or the other but what makes you the right man for her is, you know what her daydream was about by just looking into her eyes. No words needed; just a swim in eyes."

I see. So this is the kind of crap people follow these days.

I must say, this Sir has done a good job in capturing people's weakness. Bravo.

"You tell me, Tiny. Why do you find solution in his eyes?" He asked.

Meow grinned at me and spoke looking at me all the while. "Because he is the solution of my delusion." Her words suddenly made my stomach do a somersault.

Oh!

She has a way with her words.

Umm...

"Now stand facing each other, hold each other's hands and tell good things about each other in turns." Why am I even doing this?

"No, I will not. This is all crazy. I don't like it. I have business to do so let's go back." I refused to do their crazy bidding.

I'm a person who cannot be budged about anything no matter what. I am a stubborn mule and I'm proud of it.

Then why the hell am I doing this drama with her?

"Come on, Human sculpture. You promised the whole day for me." That Goddamn promise.

Alright fine but what am I going to say to her?

There is no good thing in her.

"I'll start then." She said holding my hands. "You are hot; so hot that you make me sweaty without exercising."

If she is trying to impress me with her words, then I would hate to accept that she is doing a fine job at it. She is fueling my ego just enough.

I was looking at her unblinking when I felt her jerk my hands a little to gain my attention.

Right, my turn. What should I say to her?

"Umm... you are beautiful as well. You always look – breathtaking." I said refining her statement back to her.

Yes, this is right. I'll follow her and just say back whatever she says.

"You are a man of few words that makes me want to explore you. You are a good little mysterious imp to me."

I'm sorry?

Did I hear her right?

Imp?

She called me an Imp? A little Imp? A good little Imp?

"Imp? You called me a rascal?" I exclaimed feeling very offended.

No one – underline this word 'No one' ever called me a rascal till now. How dare she to call me, Zorion Nigel, one of the most influential and great businessman, a rascal!

"Ay hey, you are a good kind of rascal. Don't worry. I can never think badly of you." She bumped my shoulder with her in friendly way.

Wow! Now being called rascal is a good thing!

"You are a woman of many words. I find no need for exploration in you. Not interested" I said to her face.

Take that. You are humiliated, aren't you?

Feel the offence I felt just now.

"He likes your transparent mindset. Great." Sir Cacao assumed to which Meow nodded enthusiastically.

What a bunch of weird cousins are they. They just assume however they want, don't they?

The episode of telling good things about each other went on for half an hour before we have been moved to next location for the second task.

The second location was a private rented kitchen where I and Meow have to prepare lunch together.

"The way to someone's heart is through their stomach." Was what Sir Cacao said before leaving me with Meow in the kitchen saying we need some alone time with each other while cooking.

I'm not a bad cook.

She isn't new to cooking as well.

There is this saying that goes like 'Two chefs spoil the broth'. That is what is happening right now.

"Pine nuts powder doesn't go well with the gravy." I tried to make sense but she countered back saying otherwise.

"No, Human sculpture. You should understand that the soul of tasty food is invention. You need to try different things without hesitation to make it taste better." She said adding another couple of spoons of the powder.

"Stop that, you just added four spoons." I tried to snatch away the container from her hands which she is trying to hide from me.

She shook her head and hide it behind her back and to take that I wrapped my hands around her trying to take the bottle from her hands.

She is squirming like a worm in my arms as she tried to protect the powder but I made all this muscles for a reason. What a pity if I cannot dominate a little woman?

I caged her against the kitchen island, inching close to her my hands roamed around her back as they searched for the bottle in her hands.

The little woman in my arms was plastered to me by now; chest to chest, hips to hips, face only fraction of inch away.

My breath hitched when I inhaled her sweet scent. There was smile on her lips, a mischievous smile.

A playful smile which looked so beautiful on her.

There were stars in her eyes. Like real stars.

Her warm breath touched my skin. Her breathe smelled of mint. It was dizzying.

She was still squirming in my arms unknown to the fact that her body was rubbing mine deliciously. It was as if there was a maze around us and the atmosphere between us... electrifying.

"The more the merrier." She announced as if she is preparing to poison me with the food.

But damn, I lost my focus from cooking.

I tried shaking my head, blinked and bit my tongue to gain back my concentration away from the delicious thing in my arms.

But... but she has a body to die for.

She is more delicious than the food she is preparing.

Why am I suddenly feeling so – attracted to her?

"No, just two of us are enough." I rasped out knowing not what the hell I'm talking.

God help me, my brain is not working. She is doing something to me.

I'm unable to move away from her.

Somebody help me!

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