Everything has its own beauty, silence has its own charm as well. -Me

Scarlet's P.O.V:

Finally, I was in hall where voices of my family and Pierce family were howling and mingled, as I continued to take steps towards the sofa, my heart raced faster than ever, the goosebumps were distracting me and the entire pain of having no love from my own father just faded away for a moment, and I had unknown chills running through my spine.

"Here you are, come and greet, Scarlet." Mum said with a fake caring tone, her eyes gleamed at me with sudden flares, the smile that was tugged on her lips faded and her lips pursed at me when i looked on and didn't obey, she glared at me to come towards them.

I, with my racing heart went towards them, my sister was seated beside Mrs Katerina Pierce, who was wearing a sand colored chiffon gown having some layers of lace. Her ocean blue eyes were so warm and looked so welcoming when fell on me. Her lips formed a curve and in return, I passed a smile as well.

Dad was sitting beside Mr John Pierce who was in formal attire, the perfect dull grey suit with a darker grey tie, his silky hair fell on his forehead, his face features were sharp and those steel grey eyes shot glares at me, it might not be glares but I was judgmental. He also passed a smile at me, I crooked a smile at him as well.

Mum stood up from her place and motioned her hand towards her place, and mumbled "Sit." I was in shock, how could she even bother to leave her place for me? The vibes I was getting from her were haunting me and the situation was a bit more exhausting than I expected, I sat on her place. I cleared my throat and gulped, I finally greeted everyone, "Hello,"

I heard Mr and Mrs Pierce mumbling me the same, my mum who sat on the single sofa gave me an impressed nod. I looked away as I rolled eyes, then my eyes suddenly shifted to right beside me and they widened as I saw a clean shaved man sitting beside me, how could I be so oblivious that I didn't notice him or how could his personality be so silent? His soft sky blue eyes were hooded with long thick eyelashes, his eyes were not wandering on my sister as she was his Fiancee, he was just peeking at his expensive watch that he was wearing, his fingers twirling the watch on his wrist.

I wondered if he had noticed me sitting beside him or not. His dark brown hair were not so properly tousled, they were messy but proper in some sort of sense, his pink soft lips were pursed, he was quietly sitting beside me like he didn't even exist or the world around him didn't exist. His fair complexion and sharp, prominent jawline were something that could make any girl swoon over him and it used to make girls go gaga over him though.

He was in his full sleeved black shirt that complimented his muscular but lean body so well and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, with jet black jeans. The freaking Caleb Pierce was beside me and I didn't notice him. Woah! I wondered why mum made me sit beside a boring, invisible alien.

I mean, I had always seen and heard girls gossiping about his good looks and heavenly perfect body but what was with such a private, silent and invisible personality. In books, young billionaires used to be hot and outgoing. But he was completely a belonging of Mars.

My mind was passing judgments while I was having my eyes glued to his heavenly beautiful face, it was getting awkward as Irene and my mum were peering at me with gazillion questions written on their faces.Obviously, Irene would mind me gazing her future husband like that. Stupid me! I slightly shook my head and tore my gaze from him.

I wondered if he even had glanced on me or my family or my mansion or anything except his bloody beautiful watch. Mrs Pierce asked me, I took few seconds to proceed that I was being asked something, because usually in those family dinners or formal or informal parties, I used to be the invisible for everyone. So why that sudden change! "So Scarlet, It is nice to finally meet you, what do you do?" She wasn't like what I heard, she was not bitchy at all. News and articles are full of lies. I groaned in my mind.

Or maybe she was acting like so goody type. Oh, I was acting like bipolar by the way.

"Nice to meet you too, Mrs Pierce. I have just completed college," I responded, I stuttered in the mid as I wasn't used to of having conversations with high profile people. My friends were best for me and my style and my perceptions.

"What are your plans?" Her tone seemed as if she was really interested in me, she smiled widely and weirdly at me and her blue eyes sparkled at me in need of an response, they glinted with anticipation.

It felt so strange to feel that I was being given attention. I never was given so why all of that then? My mind had questions arising after every unusual thing.

"Um, I don't usually plan for future, I believe if we live present to the fullest, our future would come according to it. But if you meant about studies or further professional level plans then you would love to know that I am so interested in fashion designing, I might launch a clothing line."

I was about to burst out in fits of laughter so did Irene, because we both knew that I hated fashion, I lied to give a good impression of my family because as my mum used to say that I was an aimless person. And I really didn't want to tell that to Mrs Pierce and make my mum throw the anger missiles at me after she and her family was gone.

I really didn't have any plans of anything so I just came up with that. Her brow raised and her eyes then in few seconds wandered towards Irene and she remarked, "Your sister is really interesting, I wonder why in all these years we haven't met even though I have visited your home so many times." Irene proudly smiled. Gosh! She and her sudden love towards me! I rolled my eyes.

"She is so reserved type. And she mostly spent her life travelling from one place to another." Irene spoke up, an impressed 'Oh' left Mrs Pierce's mouth.

She again glued her gaze on me, asking, "So you're like so private person, Scarlet?"

Were they there to interview me? Was I the hot topic? I groaned in my mind again, I wished I could blurt out my thoughts to them on their faces like I did years ago when I attended a formal dinner.

Since then I was not allowed to humiliate our family's name. Thankfully. I hated all of that anyways.

"No, not at all. I am not reserved as I am so much fun with my friend; Kate. It is just, this all classy stuff and gestures and postures are not my style, I don't fit in such things. I ruin them, the last time I attended the formal dinner, I was a disgrace to my family." I don't know from where did that all come from, I hoped that she didn't sense the arrogance in my words or the hatred I had filled in them. And she didn't. Because I heard Mr and Mrs Pierce both chuckling at it. They took it as sarcasm.

I sighed in defeat and shot a forgive-me glance at my mum who was clenching her fists to punch me on the spot and murder me. "You're the only one enticing piece of this family, darling. Your parents and sister are same, in your words your parents and sisters are classy. But you're different, in a good way. I must appreciate."

The so called arrogant, rude and proud Mr Pierce spoke up, the articles really lied to me. I was cursing the writers who used to sell the lie or they might have been behaving. I started my job again; passing judgments. I slightly giggled at my thoughts. They might have thought that I showed my happiness through my little cute giggle, but the words didn't make me happy.

In fact nothing could make me happy from that situation because that was really suffocating, weird and seemed fake. Seemed like a lie. "Thanks for your kind words, Mr Pierce."

"Call me John and her...Katerina, like the rest of your family. Now as we have finally met you, I would look forward to have some conversation with you, dear." He warmly smiled at me, and then he soon engaged with some talk with my father after I assured and nodded at him.

Irene and mother were quiet busy with Katerina, leaving me alone. Wait no! Leaving me and that invisible soul alone beside me. Caleb was finally peering at something other than his watch, he was texting someone. My shoulders were slumped, my face had a big frown and my eyes were making designs on the ground. Boredom hit me so bad that moment. Caleb was not someone to whom I would have liked to talk so I decided to keep quiet. I was left alone, again like always.

I wondered how Irene would live her life with that Caleb, who was really not so interesting at all! Irene was a social beast and he, he was sort of a person living in another world and his body was only on earth. I was really not in favor of Irene's and Caleb's marriage, I mean how could have someone be married forcefully, even only for six months.

That was my thought about it. Marriage is not a game but my father was taking it as a game, Mr Pierce promised dad to help him financially so that dad could expand his business. And when dad was able to return the money, most probably in six months, Irene could take a divorce.

But only on one condition, and the condition was to let Irene get married to Caleb. Why would Mr and Mrs Pierce want Irene to get married to his dead soul son? I mean, Irene was beautiful and intelligent girl but it didn't mean that she had to suffer in a forced relationship for six months.

Maybe Caleb was not capable of finding a girl by himself, considering his personality was not so colorful.

I got up from that sofa and wandered in my mansion, I saw how the whole mansion seemed so unexplored. I didn't feel like home in that big mansion. Whenever I used to travel to other places, the sight of the hotel rooms or cottages were better than that own mansion. Maybe because the people living with me never claimed me related to them so that I could feel connected and loved.

I saw how hardworking my servants were, how they were earning money for their loved ones. Their life which never had shower of money were way more better than mine. My parents never gave me love, they just gave me money to complete the needs thinking that it might cover the emptiness but it didn't, It never did. I needed love, they didn't give me that. I wished I was born in any ordinary family, at least I would have got something I'd dreamed so much; love. My mind constantly raced with sorrow filled thoughts.

I heard the chuckling of Irene, I guess they were showing Pierce family the renovated version of our mansion. I was in the giant kitchen where the smell of amazing food filled my nostrils and made my mouth watered. I walked out of it after passing a smile to Ariel, our cook who was in mid thirties but cared for me so much.

I was just looking at my heels, and wondering how did I survive in them but then I felt I was hit with a hard chest, I looked up and saw those soft blue eyes staring into me, first time ever. Caleb was staring at me with his pursed lips and slightly knitted brows. His soft blue eyes were not ordinary, they held so much but they were like a closed book that needed to be opened and read.

But it seemed as if he'd been hiding it from everyone, I felt my body sizzled when I noticed that he didn't even tear his gaze from me like me. I slightly shook my head and parted away from him, I noticed that he was pretty tall. If I wasn't in my mighty heels, I would have reached to his shoulder. Not so short. I was relieved.

"Caleb?" I sighed as I was pulled out of my useless thoughts by myself, his eyes finally moved away from mine.

"Uh- Did I hit you?" I asked as I was the one who stumbled into him. His lips stayed pursed, I guessed that he wouldn't answer but finally his thin but deep voice reached to my ears for the first time.

"Yes, you did." His voice was not so boyish and not so manly, it was mixture of both but it was really mysterious. His every action, every glance yelled that he was a mystery. He wasn't as boring as I thought as mysteries were never boring for me. I used to get hooked by them.

"You were supposed to say 'No, you didn't'?" I asked as a small frown crept on my brows, making me look puzzled which I was.

"And why is that?" He licked his bottom lip and asked, while his eyes rested on me, I didn't mind anyone looking at me like the way he was staring at me but his gaze was different, he wasn't just waiting for a reply. It seemed different, he seemed different. The entire vibe that I got was different and undefinable. He was having a kind of impact on me basically which I really hated.

"Because, it is a kind of manner that if someone hits you unintentionally and asks that if they have, then its better from other person to let it go and say 'No, you didn't'. Simple! right?" I explained, not knowing that where that conversation was going and was still. He finally looked down, his brows still had that frown.

He headed up a little and peered at me, saying, "No, because if you let someone hit you and ignore, then they'll continue to do that." As he soon as he completed his statements, he left towards the chirping voice of our families who were taking tour of our mansion.

Woah! woah! woah! what was that all? I just stumbled and he was being so practical. What did he even try to mean? I continued to juggle with thoughts in my mind.
I was mumbling his words because they were hell mysterious like him. I shook my head and dropped him and his words from my mind.

>>>

"So, you didn't join us in your mansion's tour." Mr John Pierce asked as he sipped on his red wine. His warm smile was still panted on his face, making me question that if it was true or fake.

"I never even toured yet so how could I have guided you?" I blurted out, and it was true. I never saw the whole mansion, no one wanted me to do that. No one asked me. No one introduced me.

"Oh! You are not interested in all fancy, classy stuff. I forgot, I am sorry." He said and wiggled his brows playfully. I let out a small giggle.

"We are familiar with Emma, Andrew and Irene but not you so I want to know you. What are your hobbies?" Katerina asked, looking so intrigued while all of us were having our drinks after a mouth watering dinner.

"Um, I like to write. I like to talk to myself." I finished, I bit my lip and her smile widened.

As her eyes gleamed more with sparks of excitement, her whole approach assured me that she was really a successful director and an actress. She had a nice way of expressing herself and making herself clear even though with just one glance. "Reason? Why do you like writing and talking to your ownself?"

"Because...I am always left alone, so...writing helps me to express my feelings, my each and every thought and talking with my own self doesn't let me feel alone as through this, I can feel that at least someone is interested in me and listening me." Well, again that emotion filled breeze hit me and I blurted out something I didn't know if they were related to question or not.

But it made my heart sink, thinking about how alone I was used to always cause me undefinable and undying pain. Even though all I wanted in my entire life was undying and undefinable love. My mind reminisced some moments in which I cried out loud due to the feeling of being left out and being not fit in.

My eyes darkened when the sadness started to took over me, the heaviness on my heart wasn't something I could ignore. The dullness of my face showed Katerina that each and every word I spoke was the sudden burst out of my emotions in the calmest way possible. She passed a weak, sympathetic smile at me and I nodded.

I looked away from her, I saw Caleb sitting quietly beside my dad who was busy with John. Irene and mum were talking about something, might be about the wedding preparations while enjoying their drinks. And I and Katerina just shared a couple of questions.

That get together was meaningless, I mean the engaged couple didn't even spend the time together or even talked. Every one were just busy in figuring me out except Caleb who just left a challenge for me to figure his mystery out. But I wasn't going to because he was Irene's husband not mine to deal.

Mine would definitely be someone who would care for me the most, who would hold me every time I was about to shatter down in pieces, who would make me his for forever and who would love me more and more after every passing second. Unlike a silent and a mysterious hottie. I just pictured my love life in my mind but it was my dream to get love like that. from someone.

"I think we should leave." John's voice boomed in the room, Katerina nodded and motioned towards my mum and Irene, then greeted them Goodbye. She took steps towards me, her hands swiftly snaked around me hugging me in her tight embrace. Her smile made my heart flutter and I didn't have the clue why. She seemed so caring, "Goodbye, Scarlet."

I nodded, "Bye, Katerina."

John was exchanging words with Irene and mum then he moved towards me, he took my hand and kissed me on my palm. Words exited his mouth, "Nice to meet you, Scarlet. Bye for now."

"Bye, John. It was a great time meeting you all," I said, politely. My mum and Irene were having their eyes widened at my so calmed down gesture. To be honest, that was the first time in my entire life that I had felt somehow included in that family. It felt like someone finally respected my worth in that family.

I peered at Caleb, who was elbowed by Katerina to meet everyone and when he met Irene, there was nothing between them except distance and kind of infatuation and respect in their eyes for each other. Their souls were distant, it showed how both were not happy with that contract based marriage. But they seemed like they liked each other, and Irene was basically drooling over him. Well, not in that bad sense, but the way she used to behave so strangely whenever his name used to get mentioned was not how she was behaving that moment.

She was being really-um, excited. Her eyes were constantly glancing at him, her body language used to get stiff whenever he used to be around, her eyes sparkled with a certain need when his hand shook hers, her lips sealed so many words that were threatening to come out in return when the only words that left from his mouth were, "Goodbye, Irene." It was obvious that she liked him, so why was she so hesitant to marry him.

Stupid me! I mind slapped myself thinking that how could she not be hesitant, he was a mystery and to marry him, everyone needed time. She couldn't just marry him even for a contract just because he was the one who she liked. I put myself in her shoes and thought that I would have also be damn so much hesitant to marry someone who I only liked. And for a contract, I couldn't even guess that what would happen.

He was about to turn away after shaking hands with Irene but his mother said my name in front of him and he peeked at her with annoyance filled in his eyes. He finally took his steps towards me, his those mysterious eyes that hid his soul perfectly, met mine.

I constantly stared at them without caring that he was there to say goodbye or without caring that every one was watching. I just stared at them, and a kind of uneasiness took birth inside me. I wanted him to open up his soul, he was just so damn annoying with his eyes having so many secrets and so many emotions sealed.

I wanted him to let them all out once for all, I thought that it might have been easy to flesh his inner personality out by that which seemed so invisible and dead. His eyes had a story, story of a person who was chained by himself but wanted to get out of that as well. He was really not boring for sure. I thought I would ask Irene to try to figure him out in her six month marriage.

As I was busy in figuring his eyes out, I felt someone just whispered to me, 'Bye, Scarlet." The way he took my name sent chills through my spine. But to be honest, he had a compelling aura with glint of arrogance and ignorance to the world around him.

I was pulled out of his slight whisper, I gulped and held my lip under my teeth, I panicked slightly as a small 'Huh??' left my mouth when I proceeded that he said his goodbye and left already. I mumbled to myself, "Bye, Caleb." and I looked down as my parents along with Irene left to their respective rooms. I stood there stiffly on my spot, several thoughts started a war in my mind. 

Media: The Caleb Pierce.