He let go of her, his expression turning grim. "I got that for you, why would you even suggest that?" He asked, disappointed. "Don't you love it? I can change it for you if you want, I can buy you a new one. What type and brand do you want?"
"I love the car, Darian. I only suggested that because there is nothing else that's on my mind. I don't even get to drive the car, but I do love it and I appreciate your gift." She took her hands in his. "Talking about gifts, I got something for you too." She pursed her lips.
"You got me a gift?" He was surprised and it seemed strange to him. No one had ever considered buying him a gift.
"Yes, you got me a whole car and it's only fair that I buy you something too." She smiled.
"You know I don't mind, you didn't have to Lena." He sighed.
"I had to, but it's something so small, I bet you've received better gifts than that."
"What's it?" He asked with curiosity laced in his tone. "What's the gift you got for me?"
"You have to close your eyes while I bring it to you. Promise that your eyes will remain closed." She tilted her head and smirked at him.
"What gift is that?" He agreed to close his eyes. "Do not take too long, I don't like suspense, okay?"
"Sure, I will be right back!" She scampered out of the room to the guest room.
She had kept the gift there because she didn't want him to notice it until she gave it to him.
It wasn't an expensive one, but it was one she had specially picked for him, the one her heart had picked for him. She got hold of the small box she kept in the wardrobe and ran back into the room.
Darian's eyes were already opened when she got back. "You are cheating!" She shrieked.
"I told you not to take too long, but you did." He sagged his shoulders, moving closer to her.
"No, don't come here yet." She stopped him. "Now that I am back, can you close those eyes again? Please." She playfully moved her head to convince him.
"Just for a few seconds," he shut his eyes. "I will count from one to thirty." He said, "one, two, three."
Lena stepped forward, took his hands, and slid on his wrist the personalized bracelet she had gotten a few days back when she went out with Harrison.
"Open your eyes," she threw her hands to the back and smiled.
Darian felt her touch on his wrist, he looked down to see the silver coated bracelet sitting pretty on his wrist, he gently stroked it and checked it out. There was an inscription on it.
"Mine," he read aloud, resting his gaze on Lena.
"Yes, I have always wanted to call the man I'd marry mine, and that suits you well. You are mine, Darian." She studied his expression, it was blank. She bit her lips in chagrin. Maybe she should have gotten him something better than this, she thought.
"Thank you, Lena." His face blossomed with rich smiles that melted her heart. "I will keep this well." He assured her.
"And this too," she handed a small box to him. "I don't want you to read it now though."
"You wrote a letter to me?"
"I guess you don't know that I keep a diary too," she slipped the box into his hand. "This box contains the key to the diary that I have kept about us."
He was impressed, "about us?"
"Yes, there are so many things in there. You can read it whenever you need to smile. I wrote some good things that would make you smile too." She patted his back. "They are all my real intentions,"
"Why can't I check it out? I'm eager to read the things you wrote about me." He followed her out of the room.
"We will be late for the game at the casino, I didn't plan to give it to you today, but I just couldn't help it." She smiled mischievously. "You don't even know where I kept the diary, that should be your first question."
The bodyguards outside all bowed to them when they sighted both of them. Lena and Darian acknowledged them.
"There is no need for you to come with us today, I am going with her," Darian told the bodyguards, and they bowed their heads in response.
He motioned to Jay to get the car, they climbed in and the questioning continued.
"So, where is the diary?" He asked.
"I won't tell you yet," she giggled, enjoying taunting him.
"You are so difficult to deal with," he sighed, giving up. "I know you will tell me though."
"Yeah, soon." She sneered.
"Jay, is there any news yet?" He questioned.
"No boss," Jay figured he was talking about reports about the whereabouts of his mother. That was the only task he had assigned to him lately. "I am still looking into it, I will inform you as I get my hands on some important information."
"Thank you," Darian said.
He didn't want to tell Lena about it yet. He wanted to find tangible facts before he told her. For now, he was being discreet about it.
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They arrived at the casino a few minutes later. Darian and Lena got out of the car. She grabbed his arms, looking up at him. "The diary is somewhere in my closet," she whispered slowly, but he was lucky to catch her words.
"I will keep that in mind. I wonder what you wrote about me." He wore dark glasses on his face.
"Too many nasty things," she wriggled her head in front of him. "I have to go now," she said sadly when they got to the entryway of the casino.
"Be good," he bent a little to kiss her lips. "And cheer me up while playing, okay? I want everyone to know that you are mine."
"They know I am your wife," she slapped his chest gently.
"Then I will see you later. Go change into your uniform." He let go of her.
"And don't miss me too much," she said, walking away from him. His eyes were on her as she swayed her hips in front of him.