บท 2: Mira's Anxiety and A Marriage Proposal! (Prologue 2)
As Zayn made his way toward the living room sofa, he noticed Mira diligently cleaning the table and sofa.
He wore a faint smile, considering it the perfect opportunity to surprise her.
However, Zayn couldn't help but observe that Mira appeared somewhat distant and perplexed.
Her brows occasionally furrowed, and her eyes betrayed a sense of worry.
Curiosity got the better of him, and Zayn decided to approach her.
He gently tapped Mira on the shoulder, his concern evident.
"Mira, is something bothering you? You seem a bit lost. Can you share what's on your mind?" Startled, Mira, who had been in a trance, turned to find Zayn standing there, genuine concern etched across his face.
"Young Master? When did you sneak up on me?" Mira sighed in relief upon realizing it was Zayn.
Ignoring her question, Zayn continued to comfort her by gently caressing her cheek.
"That's not important right now," he insisted, his tone gentle yet firm.
"What matters is if something is troubling you. Please tell me."
Mira was taken aback by Zayn's unexpected touch, causing her cheeks to flush crimson.
However, she soon regained her composure, allowing his warm palms to soothe her.
Strangely, she did feel better, her anxiety waning in the process.
Zayn patiently waited, understanding that Mira needed a moment to calm herself before she could share her concerns.
After all, he knew Mira better than anyone else, having grown up with her as both his personal maid and devoted bodyguard.
Zayn was well aware of Mira's tendency to keep her problems to herself, a characteristic she'd displayed since childhood.
Once Mira had calmed down in his embrace, Zayn gently stroked her hair, showing his genuine concern.
"Can you tell me what's been bothering you, Mira?" Zayn inquired softly.
However, Mira remained silent, leaning her head further into Zayn's arms, her anxiety intensifying as if she feared Zayn might leave her at any moment.
"No!" Mira cried out suddenly, clutching Zayn tightly, as if she could prevent him from departing.
Tears streamed down her face, and she refused to release her grip on him.
Zayn was startled by Mira's sudden outburst, realizing that her uneasy feelings had returned.
He knew that Mira sometimes had premonitions or unsettling feelings about what might happen to her or those close to her—particularly himself.
Since she was a child, Mira had occasionally experienced such moments, and Zayn had always been there to comfort her and help her find peace.
However, this was the first time he had seen Mira cry like this, which left him even more concerned about the situation.
Zayn continued to hold her, attempting to soothe her until she eventually calmed down, still clinging tightly to him.
Once Mira had composed herself, Zayn asked her gently, "Mira, do you know how long we've been together?"
Mira's eyes closed slowly, her lashes drooping as she heard his question.
"Fifteen years," she whispered in response.
Encouraged by her willingness to engage in conversation, Zayn buried his face in her hair and continued reminiscing.
"Yes, it's been fifteen years since we first met. I still remember the day I first saw you, a little girl covered in mud from head to toe. Even your face and feet were dirty."
Mira felt embarrassed hearing her young master recount their initial meeting from her childhood, and her cheeks reddened.
However, Zayn paid no mind to her discomfort and proceeded with his narrative.
"At that moment, I found myself thinking and wondering, 'Who is this little girl? And why is she so dirty? Is she in trouble?' My curiosity knew no bounds." Zayn paused, his gaze softening as he looked at Mira.
"Especially the face of that adorable little girl with purple eyes, who observed her surroundings with fascination. I even believed that this little girl might be my new sister, perhaps the illegitimate child my mother had discovered," Zayn said with a chuckle, adding a touch of humor.
Mira's cheeks flushed even redder upon hearing Zayn reminisce about that time.
Furthermore, it was Zayn's mother, Carla Welston, who had brought her into the Welston family.
Mira had grown up in an orphanage, unaware of her biological parents, and she had come to consider the Welston family as her true family.
Zayn gently stroked Mira's head and continued.
"It turns out, though, that the little girl wasn't my sister, as I had thought. Nonetheless, I didn't mind. I believed that if Mom had introduced her to me, she must be someone important in my life."
Mira, still nestled against Zayn's chest, felt immense happiness at hearing this and nuzzled her head against his broad chest.
"When I learned that she was to be my maid and protector, it took me by surprise. Yet, I accepted it and continued spending time with her, whether playing or doing other activities."
"I've always thought of her as my little sister, a cherished part of my family."
"She has faithfully served me and remains my personal protector to this day."
"And...
Zayn gently released Mira's embrace and took her soft hand in his own.
He looked into her eyes and said, "I would be dishonest if I claimed not to have fallen in love with that girl."
"So, Mira..."
Mira's heart raced as she heard this, and she dared to hope, "Will Young Master..."
As her thoughts raced within her, Zayn's next words felt suffocating.
"Will you be my bride, Mira?" Zayn smiled, his words turning her face as red as an apple and quickening her heart.
Tears of joy welled up in Mira's eyes upon hearing Zayn's proposal.
She hugged Zayn's neck tightly.
"Of course! Of course! I will!" Mira's excitement was palpable—a moment she had waited for fifteen years to arrive!
Although Carla, Zayn's mother, had assured Mira that she would become Zayn's wife in the future, Mira couldn't shake her nervousness. She feared that Zayn might not develop romantic feelings for her and would only see her as his maid and protector.
As a result, she always maintained her composure in front of Zayn. She had fallen deeply in love with the man before her, and the fear of him not reciprocating her feelings gnawed at her.
However, with Zayn declaring her the most important person in his life and making the proposal, relief and joy flooded over her.
"Okay, no more tears," Zayn said with a gentle smile, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Yes, Young Master~" Mira replied, her voice affectionate, as she rubbed her face with Zayn's warm hand.
Zayn playfully smiled and suggested, "You don't have to call me 'Young Master' anymore, Mira, because you'll be my wife. Try calling me something else!"
Confused about what to call Zayn now, Mira inquired, "I'm not sure what to call you since I've always called you 'Young Master.'"
Seeing an opportunity to playfully tease her, Zayn leaned closer to Mira's ear and whispered softly, "You can call me 'husband,' my sweet Mira~." Zayn's warm breath tickled Mira's ear.
Mira's face instantly flushed as red as an apple, and her heart raced wildly.
Observing Mira's stunned silence, Zayn continued to tease her in a gentle tone. "Why, Mira, don't you want to call me 'husband'?"
Mira's breath caught, but she mustered the courage to respond.
"My husband, I love you so much," Mira whispered in a coquettish tone into Zayn's ear.
As Mira whispered in that flirtatious tone, Zayn's heart raced, and he felt an electric current running through his body.
"This girl," he thought, "is incredibly seductive, with those captivating eyes, that soft, flirty voice, and a body that's irresistible to any man."
"If I let my desire run wild now, I'm sure I would have lost control," he reflected.
"However, this isn't the right time, especially with Charlotte's impending arrival. I need to inform Mom that Mira will be my wife and ensure she receives the happiness and status she deserves."
Zayn quickly composed himself, making decisions befitting his position in the capital.
He smiled softly and embraced Mira around her waist, leaning in to kiss her lips.
Mira was taken aback by Zayn's sudden kiss, but she eagerly held onto Zayn's neck and returned the kiss with passion.
After three minutes of savoring each other's kisses, they broke apart, gazing at each other with affection.
For Mira, Zayn was everything she had ever dreamed of.
Zayn smiled, gently stroking Mira's hair, and asked, "Are you feeling better now?"
Mira immediately understood Zayn's intent and replied softly, "Though that nagging worry still lingers, I trust my husband won't leave me."
Zayn smiled earnestly.
"Don't you know your husband's abilities are well-known in the capital?" He gently reminded her.
Mira quickly regained her composure, her memories flooding back.
"Yes! Young Master is truly exceptional! Even with all the martial arts training and military combat skills I received from the Welston family's butler, I couldn't defeat him at all."
"It seemed like the young master wasn't even trying during our practice sessions!" Mira exclaimed, her confidence in Zayn's abilities instantly returning.
She felt reassured, knowing that her young master was more than capable of handling any situation.
While she still harbored some worries, they had lessened, and she now had faith in Zayn's capabilities.
Observing Mira's newfound calm and reduced anxiety, Zayn felt relieved.
However, a moment of guilt weighed on him as he remembered something important.
Mira noticed Zayn's hesitation and quickly sensed that he wanted to discuss something with her.
"Husband, is there something you wish to talk to me about?" she asked.
Taking a deep breath, Zayn hugged Mira gently and began, "Mira, you're aware that I have not only Charlotte as a fiancée, but the Welston family has arranged three more engagements for me."
Mira immediately understood and responded with a gentle smile, hugging Zayn's neck as she spoke. "I know that, my husband. I understand that you won't marry me exclusively and that there are other arrangements made by the Welston family."
"However, it doesn't stop me from loving you, my husband~"
"Furthermore, if we do get married, we'll become sisters. I won't compete with them for your love, my husband~"
Zayn felt both relieved and touched by Mira's understanding.
He hugged her waist and kissed her softly once again.
Mira closed her eyes, savoring Zayn's gentle kiss.
Afterward, Zayn looked at Mira affectionately and assured her, "Don't worry, Mira. I promise to love you with all my heart."
Mira smiled, her heart warmed by Zayn's consideration for her feelings.
"Husband, I just realized something," Mira said, tilting her head with curiosity.
"You mentioned having three other fiancées apart from Miss Charlotte?"
Zayn took a moment to collect his thoughts and then explained the situation to Mira.
"Yes, Mom informed me recently that I have three additional fiancées, but she didn't provide details about their identities. She said I would find out soon and that they were people close to me."
Zayn's reference to "Mom" indicated his birth mother, Carla Welston, who held a prominent position and immense wealth in their country.
Mira nodded as if understanding the situation, although her primary focus had already been on becoming Zayn's most beloved wife.
While she appeared accepting on the surface, her heart harbored ambitions of becoming the head of Zayn's household.
Zayn remained oblivious to Mira's inner thoughts, and even if he were aware, he might simply smile and allow Mira to assume leadership of his household.
Just as Zayn was about to speak, his phone suddenly rang, and he released Mira's embrace when he saw the caller's name.
"Mom?"
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