He liked to be in control of everything. His work, the people who worked for him, his life and his emotions…
Especially his emotions.
He had let his emotions get out of control once. Long time back when he had no idea how much it hurts when somebody close to your heart, leaves you in such sorrow that even breathing becomes difficult.
There was a reason why he was so wary of love. Love made you lose control. Your mind wandered off on ideas that gave rise to emotions you could never understand. He wanted to know what he was feeling. He hated surprises in that department.
For years he had kept every emotion and feeling under control. He stayed away from anybody who tried to connect with him on an emotional level. And it had worked.
But today, for the first time in years he felt like his mind was not listening to him.
He had been sitting in a coffee shop when he saw her. She seemed to be in a hurry. She had quickly placed her order while impatiently drumming her nails on the counter.
Her hair that were left open, fell in soft waves on her shoulders, almost covering her face. He would have looked away if at that very moment she had not turned her head his way.
Deep mahogany eyes lined with kohl met his gaze. Eye’s so deep that he found it impossible to look away from them.
Their eyes had met for a couple of seconds….and now hours after that chance encounter, he still couldn’t get them out of his mind.
Sleep eluded him as he tried to fathom how magnetically beautiful a pair of eyes could be….