365 nights of Love!

My Queen

VAN’s POV—

I have developed a strong attraction for a stranger, since last three years! I was so busy in my career that I never got a chance to think about love, girlfriend or marriage, until three years back when I started to develop a strange attraction, that too for a stranger!

She is a writer and her adventure and thriller stories attracted me. I was never a fan of reading! It just happened that six years back, my friend from my college left a book by mistake and I brought it home.

I wanted to know, how did Peter manage to read the story books almost throughout the day? I even asked him once, to which he said, “Bro! She is too good! And you must try, this one! It is her new release and is so interesting that you won’t be able to remove your eyes till you finish the book!” He pointed at that book with a deep Maroon cover with a picture of a Detective and a beautiful girl.

I had just rolled my eyes and smirked! But later when I saw he left the book in my locker by mistake, I couldn’t resist the urge to check it out.

When I opened the book sitting in my room alone, I saw the picture of the Author. Her name was ‘Queen’ and the picture only had two beautiful light brown eyes, full of innocence but authority, such eyes that could capture any soul! I don’t even know that those eyes were for real or not, even if they were of the author or someone else? Or maybe a work of graphics! Because such attractive eyes could never exist!

Just out of mere curiosity, I opened it and started reading! The book was indeed good and the way the writer has written and also interacted, it would make the reader feel as if she is someone very close to them and someone who they know and love! So, I kept reading all her books and when three more years passed, and her new book was not released for a couple of months, I realised how much I missed reading her books and maybe miss her too?

Since the sudden death of my parents, no, not death, murder, I became a rude and arrogant devil! Yes, my parents were murdered long back but I couldn’t do anything about it! So, since then I have engaged myself only in making money and boxing became my passion! I would punch the s**t out of each one who would dare to face me in the ring! It was a way to take out my frustration!

I not only won every fight in last five years and became five times world champion, but also I have a record of causing serious injuries to my opponents and finish the match within the first one minute. I am a boxer puncher and hence I have the mobility of an out fighter and the power and aggression, of a slugger! I love beating the s**t out of the one I fight with and I really don’t care who he is and a single solid punch from me is enough to change his facial structure!

My life and my only passion was boxing until three years back when I realised that I have one more thing that is my oxygen and helps me to sleep peacefully, making me forget my frustrations and my failures and that is my Queen and her books!

I do have other works but those are works!

I had decided to find the owner of those mesmerising eyes, if they exist at all! And now I have a dream and that is to make her mine forever! Queen of my heart and my kingdom! Whether or not her eyes were those that were published! I don’t care even if she is blind! I just want to have her as my wife!

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“Excuse me Sir! Sir!” I looked at the beautiful airhostess standing in front of me with an award winning but mechanical smile, in a very short and tight uniform. Only then I remembered that I called her.

“How may I help you Sir?” She purred!

I hated these women and girls always looking at me with lust and desire! I bet I could have taken almost each and every one of them to bed, had I been interested in women! But I am not at all interested till now in anyone other than Queen about whom I have fantasies!

“Yes. I would like to change my seat please!” I said in a low and heavy voice. Not only that I look dangerous and deadly but my Voice is very thick and heavy. I have not come across any who has not been intimidated by my voice!

The air hostess gulped and then said in a shaky voice, “I am sorry Sir, but all the seats are occupied. May I know what the problem is, here? Maybe I can help you?” She asked.

Now that is the point. How am I supposed to tell her that I don’t hit women, at least didn’t hit any yet! And hence since last couple of hours I have restrained my desire to kill the slut who is not able to keep her hands to herself!

I gestured the airhostess to bring her face closer and she blushed as if having some wild imaginations and then bent forward.

I whispered through my gritted teeth, “I don’t like sitting beside sluts and I can’t guarantee anymore that I will remember that she is a woman!”

The air hostess jerked and then gulping nervously, she said, “Give me a moment Sir. I will try to arrange something.

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Elina’s POV—

“I kissed my Love! My Van!”… “Elina! I kissed Van in front of the washroom!” Kiara bit her lips and said again, “I felt his hot lips Elina! HE—GOT--- MY---FIRST---KISS!”

God! This girl has gone crazy! Couldn’t she fall for someone else? I am not talking about Charles, but there are so many eligible and hot bachelors from rich families who would go to moon and come back to get her hand in marriage! But here she is completely obsessed with the dangerous looking guy! Actually not dangerous looking, he is dangerous!

I look at Kiara, who is angry with me! And that is because I didn’t squeal and jump and encourage her, when she told me about her first kiss!

“Kia!” She didn’t reply to my call and just pretended to have fallen asleep. She leaned against the window, in a strange posture, and had her earphones on! This girl is cute. But the way she handles the business as a CFO, no one can imagine that the same girl can form strange postures while sleeping.

I let her rest and started watching a video and coincidentally it is of a boxing match! But the fighters are different. I am trying to perfect a particular style and played and replayed it to watch the minute details.

It has been quite a long time I have been watching the video. The lights have been dimed because the attendants were done serving food and beverages. Few passengers had the lights on the panel, on, while they read books. I closed the video and checked Kiara before opening another. She has slept off in real this time, curled up into a ball almost. Her pink lips had a small pout. This was unique because I have never seen anyone pout while sleeping. I smiled and shook my head and then when I was about to concentrate back on the new video, I overheard a little conversation between an air hostess and the boxer, who sat on the seat just to my left, across the aisle. Probably he wanted to change his seat and the air hostess had a real trouble now since all seats were occupied. My lips curved but I didn’t pay further attention and focussed back on the new video.