32 Chapter 32...Triangle

Bella POV

Then Edward grabbed my waist tightly and walked towards Zen who was annoyed all thanks to Shophia... He with his professional tone asked Zen "Are you feeling better now?".Zen replied in his annoyed tone " Yes.. Thank you "

The atmosphere was now thin, as if one was usually used to swimming in mushroom soup only to be introduced to water for the first time. Yet our exuberance was short lived, deprived of enough oxygen we became giddy, unable to climb further. We were drowning in air with our brains fighting for consciousness. Our only hope was down and the only way to get there now was to tumble.

(Edward..Zen)

We never had a proper introduction before..My name is Edward Han I am the  director of C&R International Company.

I am Zen.. I work as a gynecologist here.

You must be highly qualified then to get work here..

I hope so..

I should thank you...

Why?

For taking care of Bella in the hardest time but now that I am here i won't let her go.. Don't worry I will take good care of her.. I know Zen you matter a lot in her life that is why I would like to have everything sorted between us..

Sure ..Mr Han but what makes you deserving enough to marry Bella?

My love.. My money and Me

Is it enough?

I know nothing is enough for her she deserves the best because her love is so whole, my missing pieces appear. Because her touch carries such passion, what was scarred becomes soft once more. Because her steady and patience open wounds have time to seal and vanish. Perhaps that is why they say love is such magic, this gift from the universe, this sweet addiction to the man I was born to find. For with my twin soul, the only other born in the same flame as I, we are able to bathe one other in warmth and light as easily as we breathe, immune and oblivious to darkness.For me she means everything.

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Love"... What is love to you than?

Bella.

You believe in true love?

I believe that each of us deserve a chance at love. And I know it sound silly that there's someone out there for everyone but I believe in love. Now I know some say there's no such thing as true love, that it all ends in heartbreak and pain, but I think that's the beauty of it. To have something so perfect for such a short while, and then for it to disappear into nothing. It's an endless loop, never ending, always on the move. You never know where it will take you. That's the thing about love, it's so beautiful and mysterious and magical. I believe we all deserve a chance at love, because we all deserve something magical. And for me, my magic started at a simple right in my office when I saw an angry but beautiful women  walking inside..

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Changing the topic)

Allow me to introduce you Shophia my Fiance...

Oh.. We should go  on a dinner tomorrow together. I would like to invite you two..please enlighten us with your presence..

Sure

Thank you

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Sophia POV

He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. I guess he must get used to that, the sudden pause in a person's natural expression when they looked his way followed by overcompensating with a nonchalant gaze and a weak smile. Of course the blush that accompanied it was a dead give-away. It didn't help that he was so modest with it, it made the girls fall for him all the more. Despite all the opportunity that came his way he was a one-woman-man who prized genuineness and thoughtful conversation above lipstick and high-heels.

Bella is really a lucky one first she got Zen and now the only heir of Han's.. Edward Han. He is rich and ridiculously handsome.

Bella POV

Shophia seemed mesmerized by Edward and was staring at him to gain attention and she did not notice that Zen called her his Fiance for the first time.

Edward looked towards me and continued "love.. I have a very important meeting I will meet you tomorrow for dinner and I will pick you up".He knew that Zen was jealous so he ended up kissing my cheeks which made me blush more and I was flustered. As he leant foreword my pulse raced. A small lock of hair tumbled in front of my face, resting just in front of my cheek, but with one swift slide of his thumb, it was brushed out of the way. Looking into his eyes I saw deep pools of blue that displayed his soul. His lips touched my cheek. Time stopped. My heart came to a halt. My breath caught in my throat. Our fingers locked together similar to puzzle pieces. As the soft skin of his mouth left the side of my face, the exact spot where they had come into contact burned and tingled. A hot blazing fire pulsed through me. A small grin crept onto my face and my cheeks painted themselves rose red. He pulled away silently, but our eyes locked, having a private conversation of their own and then he left.

Zen with his angry tone shouted on Shophia because she had crossed the limit " Get the hell out of here.... Will you ? And for tomorrow's dinner have some descent clothes on! I am not going to take a stripper put for a dinner!"

Before anyone could say anything Shophia left I think because she was embarrassed and then Zen looked towards me " Let's have a dinner tomorrow.... Couples dinner ".

Inside my mind one moment I'm important, next minute I'm background at best, can't say which one I prefer. What's making my head spin are the transitions. I know everything is 'need-to-know' and 'last minute' for a reason, but there are days it feels like my brain cells have been randomized.

"Your words and your actions are divergent, and no, not like the book. I mean they pull in opposite directions as if your brain's narrator and navigator have entirely different ideas about the world. You talk the talk of the valiant protector, yet when push comes to shove I'm on my own. Over and over I'm left to my tormentors before they have their fill and throw me back to you. You love me with words, resent me with actions - actions that slip from you more easily than leaves from the fall trees. So why can't you just let me go? Is it pride? Guilt? Are you confused too? Or do you not see your actions for what they are? Either way I've given up trying to figure you out. I'm just a ball bouncing, appearing free to the casual glancer yet always restrained by a pretty rope." I immediately reply making him smirk "It's not easy.. "He answers immediately.

Zen POV

We are preprogrammed to take correction from those who love us deeply....though our conscious minds can be deceived, our entire being cannot. Thus, to give me tough love you have to love me with your very soul, otherwise I will run, strike out, bite. Yet, if I see the courage of a soldier within you, one who is resolved to stay through the roughness of the challenges we face, then your tough love will be the thing that keeps me on the rails, heading home, full speed....