The Blonde Myztery

"Hello dear Vivian."

A velvety voice says behind me.

Now what? I turn and halt in my tracks as I come face to face with a beautiful man. Whoa! What is going on today I sigh and look at him with a confused expression. He clears his throat and begins to speak but as soon as he utters a syllable we get interrupted by a jolly man running towards us. He comes and pants and finally straightens up and speaks, "I see you found Vivian Sir." The man is no other than the manager of the orphanage. Mr. Jones. I roll my eyes, here comes the fat chipmunk and the mysterious man chuckles looking at me with a amused expression. "Are there any chipmunks here Mr jones..? Probably fat chipmunks?" He says and looks at me with a smirk I'm already too stunned to speak with my mouth agape. "Close your mouth Vivian" Mr jones says and I comply earning a chuckle from the man. They both stand a few feet apart from me and talk in hushed voices. I take my cue to admire the mysterious man.

He's tall. Very. With a fair complexion and an athletic built, he stands with a power of dominance. His golden hair fall to his shoulders in curvy locks and frame his angular face beautifully. His eyes are a chocolate brown and captivating his nose is perfectly straight and his lips are full and baby pink in colour, right on cue my stupid subconscious who's drooling at the man wonders .. wow.. I wonder if they would turn red when I nibble on to the lower one… suddenly the man turns to me and raises an eyebrow his eyes darker than usual simultaneously drawing his lower lip between his teeth and biting it gently as the tip of his tongue darts out licking My whole body trembles at that action as I blush scarlet, did I say that out loud? I wonder as he turns to Mr. Jones again I fix my gaze and continue my inspection his jaw is sharp with high cheek bones with just a smut of stubble and he's adorning a black power suit.. it hugs him in all the right places with his slim waist and broad chest and straight shoulders. He nods at Mr jones and turns his head capturing my eyes, he knew I was staring at him. He smirks and I blush under his scrutinising gaze. I look away and admire the orphanage building.

The building is old, a vintage, but it's still as beautiful as I long as I know it. It's a two storey old Victorian styled mansion as I could say. With grey tinted windows and brown brick earth where the colour and putty has started to peel off. The colours black and beige go together well. The window sills are adorned with beautiful vines that have climbed the wall. Though we're not supposed to open some windows but the tint in them in unnoticeable. Standing on top of a small hill the pavement circles the path to the now rusting large iron gate the whole orphanage is surrounded by high walls basically saving the children from cruelty of the world. A sound breaks my admiration and I turn to the source. I see the man standing now closer to me with a weird emotion in his eyes most probably a longing look. I give him a shy smile and his eyes twinkle as he smiles at me. It brightens his features and he says, "Pardon me as we haven't gotten aquatinted. My name is Raphael. It's an immense pleasure to meet you." His voice is clear with an authority but at the same time sweet and soft the timbre in his voice reaches my hearts and it warms my thoughts. Raphael.. a perfect name to a perfect person I think. He smiles widely as He extends his arm and I shake it. A warmth spreads through my palm as his fingers clasps around mine which races in the form of electric impulses I shudder.His hands are so impeccably soft despite his appearance. He gives a firm yet soft shake and my arm drops by my side. I suddenly miss the warmth and a frown finds my lips his hand reaches and cups my cheek as a soft mewl escapes my vocabulary as his thumb caresses my cheek he says,"I'll be happy if you accept the offer. I will see you soon dear angel." He says holding my eyes. I frown as I think what offer..? I look at him and gasp as I see his chocolaty eyes swirl into a silvery shade of azure green. I blink in astonishment but his eyes are again brown What..? He straightens as if he knew what I was thinking giving me a dazzling smile he turns to Mr. Jones and nods and then walks away with long strides. Even his walk screams power. I stare at his retreating back swallowed in my own thoughts until I feel a hand on my shoulder. I see Mr Jones with a smile and he says ,"after tonight's supper I want you to report in my office we need to talk." He leaves me in another storm of thoughts. What is going on? My fingers find the locket and trace it unknowingly.

I hear a growl and jump in fright. "You shouldn't do that it's distracting" a deep alluring voice says. I frantically look around, "hello..? Is anyone there?" I again try to call but no answers come. I sigh and resume my place at the root of the tree and resume my work drowning myself in the words I don't realise when the sun is about to dip behind the roof the sound of bell ringing ruins the atmosphere I sigh inwardly and stand up gathering my things. I turn and lean on tree wrapping my arms around the trunk. The branches envelope me in an embrace and I giggle at the rustle of the leaves, I let go and skip towards the entrance and enter the building.