FORTY-FOUR

AYSHAM’S POV:

I didn’t know what happened. Everything was going well. He didn’t even react to slave and master thing that much as if he wanted to ignore all the things and just have dinner with me in a good mood but I had to ruin that with the thing I didn’t even know.

When I walked out of the restaurant he was waiting outside and the moment I was about to ask what happened he grabbed my wrist and started guiding me towards the car without even glancing at me. He tried to save me from the crowd but his long strides were enough to make breathing shallow as he was walking but still, I had to run in order to not get dragged brutally along with him. There was a constant frown on his face bit with that at a that time his jaw was clenched too making me gulp in fear. I didn’t want the beast to come out from him as I wanted him to be normal with me.

The beast who used to come out was enough for me to maintain a decent distance from him whenever he used to come around me. The beast wasn’t him as it seemed like he was hard to control himself and his patience level was drowning and that beast was used to talk about Jameel. I seriously wanted Jameel to actually die and have some peace whenever he used to come between us.

I knew there wasn’t us but I had peace whenever I was with the civil Farzan. He more like looked mine and concerned of what I wanted….What did I just say?

Mine. My conscience had to answer that for me as a huge blush crept up my cheeks as I remembered that 6, 4 inches man with burning intensity in his eyes and I just called him as mine.

Let me correct that.

Of course, you would. My conscience rolled her eyes at me as I thought she wanted things to spice up always that’s why she didn’t want me to use my brain and listen to my hear whenever the things were about to go out of control especially with him because that conscience never bothered me whenever I was with my aunt and I had to decide something which was most probably what I was going to cook tonight. If the guests were arriving what I was going to serve them in order to not get yelled at after their departure?

Life wasn’t simple back then to because I didn’t have peace at that time. Life wasn’t simple right now too because for the first time I was yearning for peace and wanted to have it in my life with constant dreams I was having at night which I shouldn’t be having.

He would marry Areej and no matter how much they would stay separate from each other marriage was a bond that could make them close to each other.

Then why aren’t you close to him?

Because it was settled from the start that I was his slave and I was with him for the punishment for what my cousin had done. I wondered what my aunt and Beela were doing at that time. They must be happy for not dealing with my burden.

If you are his slave then what are you doing with the cake right now. My conscience rolled her eyes at me again as she was looking really done with me. I ignored her as I looked down at the cake which I made at home-mansion.

He hadn’t come home after that night and I wanted to know badly but I had done wrong. I didn’t want him to stay out of his own home just because of some words I had said.

I was thriving in life but I wanted to do it without anyone beside me getting upset with me. Everyone has to die one day as the life is too short. Why bother making enemies? Just live. Let others live and die without having any record of you hurting others.

I looked at Imran busy driving as I was sulking the whole day when Suzi sensed it and spoke. “You should go and meet him I the office?” She was looking concerned.

“What? He would definitely kill me if I just walk in his office with a blank face because I don’t even know what wrong I have done with him. Seriously why people just make mood and distance them with yourself without even talking. We all are humans and humans make mistake.” I said as I uncovered my hands with the gloves as the gardening for today was done. I was just waiting for the flowers to bloom and now help this mansion to look like a home.

“Yeah, but you yourself said he was a beast. He must be a beast in bed too.” I stunned at her last statement as I looked around with lips pressed in a thin line while she wriggled her eyebrows taking the sip of the orange juice while helping in the gardening by just talking to me. She didn’t like to get her hands in the mud so this much help was appreciated.

“So, what do you want me to do? Barge in his office and say do that?” I said as she was shameless so there was no point in rolling my eyes at her or glare at her to shut her dirty tongue.

“Do what?” She quirked an eyebrow challenging me to say the proper words.

“That.” I said but still the crimson colord erupted on my cheeks. Uff!

“You won’t say that. Say f**k me.” She said and I gasped looking around to find guards at the far end corner but still they were his guard. Their senses could be strong enough to listen to everything and then report it to him. I would be busted if he just appears in front of me and look at me saying he knew what I just said. That.

“You are shameless.” I said as I grabbed my juice and chucked that in one sip.

“Fine. At least go and talk. If you can’t be husband and wife then you can be civil. He isn’t home and Sir has sensed that there is something going between you two. Do you want him to summon you at his court and investigate?” Suzi’s tone changed in a generous one.

“What do you want me to?” I asked as I was helpless.

“Make something for him and bring that to him as an olive branch.” He suggested.

“He doesn’t eat much.” I spoke.

“But he likes sweets.” She said and I frowned at the new information because I never saw him eating anything sweet.

“How can he like sweets? He drinks black coffee in the morning.” I said scrunching up my nose. I couldn’t even handle caffeine and here he was used to drink it without milk and sugar.

“He used to like so many things but he doesn’t do any of them. But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like them anymore.” She said and I looked at her for her strange tone when she further added. “He was normal when ma’am, his mother, was here too. He used to like sweets but now he just doesn’t do anything he liked before as if he likes to torture himself.”

Thinking for few minutes now I was in the car with Imran driving and a red velvet cake in my hands which I made with all the decoration on top with white chocolate ganache.

The car was headed towards his office and with every meter decreasing my heart beat was accelerating. Different thoughts were coming before my mind as how would he react.

Will he get embarrassed if I met with him in front of his employees?

Will he thrash the cake I made for him?

Will he taste it or not?

Will he turn into a beast in rage?

I shook my head as my main focus was to know what had I done during the dinner that he got so angry. He said he hated liars but I didn’t about anything if I remember precisely.

“We are here ma’am.” Imran informed as the car entered the parking lot of a radiant building as it was the prominent one among the other buildings. There was written at the front in bold letters, The Knight.

Imran stopped the car in front of the entrance and the valley opened the car door for me.

I got down with shaky hands as there were people walking here and there and no one had the time to notice me which was a good thing for me.

Soon Imran joined me as I walked inside, I got to know the security was too tight but they let me in as Imran was with me. We moved towards the lift at the side which I supposed was just only for him because there was only one floor mention on the board and that too was the top one.

I took a deep breath and gathered strength.

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