His possessiveness and her innocence

They were standing in the middle of the dance floor. Again she held her head down. Regan sighed and moved a few steps closer to her. He extended both of his hands for her to hold when she looked into his eyes. He had to admit it that he had never seen any pair of eyes that were more beautiful than her. He still found the same emptiness in them yet, they stirred his heart with diverse emotions. He then whispered softly, "Trust me Anastasia, I won't let you fall."

The next moment, she put her hands in his which brought a smile on his face. He gently pulled her towards him and raised her hands over his shoulders for her to hold. He then tenderly held her waist as if she was the most delicate thing in the whole world. He could see how she again looked down being all nervous with their proximity.

He was amused with himself on how differently he behaved around her. He could not understand that why was he so furious at Mr. Benc. He just had felt the sudden urge to protect her from him, from the world. He was never like this before. He could not understand the sudden possessiveness that he felt for her. It was all new for him, all different but it made him feel good or even better.

It was a slow romantic song that was playing in the background. They started moving together. It was the first time when she was so close to him. He noticed that how perfectly she fit in his arms and how delightful his heart was with it. He smiled in his heart over her reactions because he never met a single girl who had ever denied or rejected his advances. And here she was, unable to even understand his gestures which showed that how exceptional she had become for him in no time.

His nostrils were filled with her flowery scent which was driving him insane. His heartbeats were so fast that he felt his heart would come out of his chest at any time. He never knew that someday, someone would have such a massive impact on him without even realizing it.

He observed her intensely. Her waist long hair were tide in a side bun. Her face was surrounded by numerous strands of hair falling over it and made her look more delicate and charming. Her ocean blue orbs were hidden underneath her long eyelashes. She had a small button nose which was a bit red. He could not understand whether it was because she was nervous or blushing or.... crying? The thought itself crumbled his heart into pieces. She had soft, plump, cherry lips. Although her face was not caked with makeup, it still enthralled him. She looked all natural, pure and innocent. It was the first time that he was observing her from so close. 'Hell! He had never observed anyone like this before.' He thought.

He was bemused over his own actions but still he was feeling complete, contented and happy holding her like this in his arms.

He knew that she was still not comfortable around him, so he decided to talk to her. He smiled and said, "Anastasia?"

She was looking down when she heard her name. She looked at him and he felt as if everything around him paused. He realized how badly he missed her ocean blue orbs looking into his grey ones.

"What is it?"

When he did not reply, she asked again.

"Regan? What is it?"

He snapped out of his trance and immediately answered her.

"Ummm..... Nothing. Actually, I was just wondering about what you said to Mr. Benc."

"What about it?"

"You said that you don't drink. Is it true? I mean... no offense. I just asked." He could not believe himself that how he suddenly felt so nervous around her.

She smiled and said, "It's true. I don't drink." Once again his heart started pounding erratically by just watching her smile at him.

"Is it?" He raised his brows in amusement.

She again looked down like a child who was caught after committing a mistake. Regan felt annoyed on her for looking down again. He was about to say something when he heard her speaking.

"Actually, I had tasted it once when I was in high school. But I think, that was too bad for my taste. Since then, I never drink. But.... Dad doesn't know about it. Please don't say anything to him."

He could not help and laughed heartily on her little confession. His annoyance was replaced by amusement and admiration. 'How could one be so naive and innocent?' He thought.

He wanted to tease her more. So he asked,

"Why? I don't think your father would mind you having a drink or two once in a while. I mean it's not bad if you are not addicted and you are an adult to have it."

"No, no..... It's not like that. It's just that... I have never drank before and I never wish to do it in the future. So... And he still thinks that I am his little princess and I want to be the one like that."

'Oh, that you are!' He thought and chuckled. The way she addressed Richard as her dad, he could feel the special bond between them.

While talking, they did not even realize that the first song was finished a while ago and it was an another number on which they were dancing. After contemplating for a moment, he again asked her something.

"Anna? "

"Hmmm....."

It was the first time, he called her so intimately which filled his heart with indescribable ecstasy while she was surprised at his soft tone.

"Anna.... Have you been crying a while before?"

She was startled at his sudden question. She indeed cried earlier. 'But how did he know?' She thought. She unknowingly gripped the lapel of his tux which did not go unnoticed by him.