Naila was sitting on her new desk across me with an irritated expression on her face. God knows how much she's cursing me in her head right now.

I had to do that to keep an eye on her at all times. First the chandelier accident and now the rumours. Ofcourse the rumours were circulating since before but, this time it felt like they were directed on her straight since she's working here. I even found out that Miss Juneja worked for Ridhima for a while too. How far is that woman willing to go?

I can keep an eye on Naila at home and office. Now the only problem remains at college. Should I personally pick and drop her from now on? Maybe I should. During college hours may be that Farhan guy could take care of her. Shit! I have to depend on him now?! I can't even send a bodyguard as it will be too obvious.

'Someone's jealous'

My conscience mocked me. I snorted inwardly. Jealous...and me? Like hell I would be.

I am so Bored!!!!

The marketing department was lively at least, we atleast had some work and it was fun to work with friends too. Here it feels like I'm in a detention cellar. I don't even have any work to do. Ya Allah....save me from this boredom. He even came to pick me up after college personally! It was soo awkward. Farhan and Avanti just wouldn't stop teasing me. Ugh! Soo annoying.

Just then my phone buzzed. It was a text from Farhan. I checked on old grandpa and he was busy with his files so I took the chance to check on the message.

*Naila begam! Interested in a Misal pav party during lunch break?*

My eyes lit up and mouth watered at the mention on Misal! They were planning on going to eat MisalPav during break. Wow! I wanted to go too. It's been soo long since I ate that.

I checked the watch, just half an hour remained for the break. Yes!

"Don't plan on going anywhere for lunch break. I have to attend a business lunch today and you're coming with me." Old grandpa said squishing my excitement under her branded shoes.

"Huh? Why me?"

"Because your the assistant secretary. It will also give you a chance to learn to take notes and understand business." He said. "Also, Desai is busy with some other important job."

"But....my Misal!" I whined.

"What?"

"Nothing." I wanted to throw something at him. Bloody party pooper. My MisalPav.......😭

###

The meeting was so boring although the food was good, but I was craving MisalPav.... I still am.

Don't I have to stick with him all day and get bored everyday? Even Mr Arnav doesn't have to do such things. Why me?!

After freshnin' up I went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. I had to do some work at least till the end of the day or else I'd go mad. The maid joined me too, helping me.

He likes to have light dinner so I just made 2 types of pasta. The white sauce one for him and the indian style spicy one for me. He doesn't like spicy food much. Foreigners!

I went to call him in the study and he was still busy on a call. Seriously! We just came back from the office.

He looked at me and mouthed 5 mins. I nodded and came back.

I was setting the table when he joined in.

"I made pasta today." I said

"Hm" he just said.

He took a bite and made a face.

"Too bland."

I rolled my eyes. Why does he have to complain Everytime I cook?!

"Fine then....try this." I said and taking a big spoonful of my spicy pasta mixed it in his so called bland one.

"What are you doing you psycho?" He yelled.

"Now try it. It will taste better." I said.

"Better? Just because I don't like it so you'll make me eat poison?"

"Seriously?! I just mixed 2 flavours together. How can that be poison? It's fusion.... Try it at least yaar." I urged then bit my tongue for calling him yaar. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Sorry, I'm just so used to calling Farhan yaar....so it just slipped out." I said akwardly.

"You and that Farhan guy ...are you 2 really that close?" He asked frowning. I was getting a weird vibe from him for some reason.

"Yeah, he's a great guy. Always messing around, making us laugh..."

He frowned deepened.

"He's like a cute little brother to me, because he also told me that I remind him of his late sister."

His frown straightened. Weird.

"Oh...did you say late sister?"

I nodded and told him the story. I could sense from his eyes he felt sorry for her too.

"Try the pasta.... it's getting cold." I said trying to change the mood.

He carefully took the pasta in his spoon observing it like a specimen. I rested my cheek on my hands, pouting and waiting for him to eat. He made a face and reluctantly opened his mouth to eat. After a few seconds, his expression changed like he was impressed. I beamed.

"See, it's good right?"

"Have to admit your experiment worked this time. It's edible now." He said.

I pouted. "Edible?"

"Fine.... A level above edible. Happy?"

I sighed. "You take what you can get. I'll take that as a compliment for now. But you wait, someday I'll cook such a yummy dish that you'll be licking your fingers all night." I challenged him.

"Yeah sure, when dogs fly!" He mocked me.

"Hey!" I huffed. He chuckled.

###

I woke up and as usual he wasn't there on the bed. I sat up groggily stretching and yawning. It was Sunday so I slept in. It was 9:30 already but still I didn't wanted to leave the soft bed.

Just then he walked in. My eyes widened and my grogginess flew off the window when I saw him walking in the room.

His bare torso was glistening with sweat in the sunlight that entered through the window. His muscles ripped as he lifted his arms to take the small towel off his neck. He was holding his damp t-shirt in his hand and moved his fingers through his hair. His chest rising and falling rapidly with his quick breaths and those washboard abs of his..... God! I swallowed.

His eyes landed on me and I quickly looked away. Guess he just came back after working out.

"You're up? Sorry but I'm using the bathroom first." He said.

"Oh....um yeah .. it's ok. I'll just go to the other room." I stammered.

"Ok." He said and disappeared to the bathroom.

I slapped myself hard enough for my cheek to sting a bit and punched my chest in the vain attempt to stop my racing heart.

'What the hell were you looking at Naila?! Have you lost it?!'

###

We were having breakfast and while he was reading the news paper I saw an ad about Varun Dhawan's new movie release.

How long has it been since I saw a movie? I suddenly had the urge to want to see one in a multiplex with unlimited popcorn. I sighed, it's not possible though.

"What's wrong? Why are you sighing like that." Kaif asked sipping his coffee. He was wearing a casual t-shirt, jeans and his hair was slightly wet. He is quite handsome.

"Nothing actually." I said shrugging.

He checked the back of the newspaper following my eyes.

"Ah, you wanna see this movie?"

I nodded excitedly.

"Hm...how about we go today?"

Her face lit up.

"Really?!"

I nodded.

"Sure? Today is Sunday. I don't have any work today. We can go. How about a 3 o'clock show? We can even go out for lunch if you like. At least I'll be saved from your horrible cooking." I smirked.

"Yes let's go! I would love to." She said excitedly, then she frowned.

"Hey, I'm a good cook ok! It's just that your taste buds are damaged."

I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Alright, blame it all on my taste buds why don't you!"

I closed the paper.

"Get ready later then. We'll leave after Zohar." I said.

"Ok." She gave me a thumbs up beaming with joy.

I went to the living room to watch some news.

###

She was busy choosing clothes making a mess on my bed.

"Hey keep your clothes on your side of the bed." I said lifting a pink leggings and throwing it on her side.

"How stingy!" She murmured.

"I heard that!"

"That was my intention!" She snapped.

My phone buzzed. It was my secretary. I went to my study to take the call.

He informed me about an urgent important meeting today. Damnit!

I went to the room and she had finally chosen her dress.

"It looks good right? I should wear this if we're going to a fancy restaurant along with those earrings Mom gave me." She said excitedly. I hated to burst her bubble.

"About that.... sorry but Desai just called and said that I have to attend a important meeting today. We have to cancel the lunch plan." I said guiltily.

Her smile disappeared.

"But I'll be back before the movie. I promise." I quickly said.

She smiled again.

"Ok then. I'll be waiting for you. Don't break your promise!"

"Sure."

###

It was almost 2:30 by now but he still wasn't here. I tried to call him but his phone was off. He promised he would come so I was all dressed up and ready to go. I ate last night's pasta as I had no mood for anything else. The maid was on a leave so I even did some cleaning. It was past 3 now and I still hoped that he would come. I just sat on the couch watching the clock run excruciatingly slow.

Of course, he's the CEO, he'll always be busy. Soon he'll take over the company and maybe he'll have no time for me at all.

'By then your agreement will end too and you no longer have to be in this marriage.'

Oh right, I forgot. It's been almost 5 months with him and I've gotten soo used to him. Just the thought of leaving someday.... being away from him and mom and dad to it's....it hurts.

I could hear the Asar azaan now. I sighed. Guess he's not coming, even if he comes, it's too late. Maybe he forgot about our promise. My heart felt heavy at the thought.

I got up to go for wadhu when I heard the door open. It was him. A smile came on my face but soon disappeared.

"I'm soo sorry. I didn't think the meeting would go this long. I tried to get out of there but I couldn't." He said hastily right from the door.

"You're all ready right, we can just go now the movie isn't over yet. The car is waiting outside."

The fact that he didn't forget his promise made me happy but there was no use going now.

"It's ok. What's the use of going now anyways? It's 4:30. We would hardly get to see the climax if we go now." I said sulking.

"Oh, right." He said guiltily.

"Come on in. You must be tired to. It's been 5 hours. You should change and freshn'up. I'm going for Namaaz". I said and turned to my heels.

I don't know why I was so upset. Why do I even care if we go to a movie or not? It's not like we're lovers or anything. I prayed salah, changed my clothes to casuals and came out of the room. I heard some sounds coming out from the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" I asked Kaif who was going through all the kitchen cabinets and drawers.

"Oh hey, do we have corn kernels? And I was looking for the microwave bowls too." He said.

I walked in and handed him both the things.

"Great, thanks. So I thought that if we couldn't go to the movies in the multiplex, why not bring the multiplex home?" He smiled.

"What?" I asked confused.

He almost unnoticeably gently hit my head.

"Silly, we have a big enough TV. Why not watch a movie on Netflix or Amazon? We can close all the windows and curtains, turn on the AC for the multiplex type mood and I can make some popcorn too. What's say?" He said almost excitedly.

"All this because we couldn't go to the movies?" I asked.

He nodded. "I didn't like it to break my promise to you."

I just gapped at him in surprise. Does he really care about his promise to me that much?

He snapped his fingers in front of me pulling me out of my daze. I grinned from ear to ear.

"I like that."

"Awesome. Go and choose a movie till then. I'll prepare the popcorns." He said.

"You'll seriously watch anything I choose without complaining?"

"Sure, just don't choose any boring chick flick or tacky Bollywood movie."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine!" I don't like those either.

I excitedly went to close all the curtains and turn on the AC. Then I started surfing Amazon and Netflix.

What genre should I choose?

He tapped my shoulder from behind as I was busy surfing. He was on a phone. I pouted as he gestured me to check on the popcorn and went to the study. He looked serious so I avoided saying anything.

I choose the perfect movie and could smell the popcorn now. I went to the kitchen taking them out of the microwave and transferring into a bowl enjoying the heavenly smell. I set them in the living room with some cold drinks and went to check on him.

He was still on the phone with his back facing the door. I was about to knock at the creek opened door but his words made me freeze on the spot.

".....Naila? That girl doesn't mean anything to me. She's just a liability that Mom and Dad have forced on me. She's just my wife for name sake. Once I take over the company she'll be gone too. So keep her out of this Ridhima!"

My heart clenched and Tears filled my eyes. So that's what he thinks about me? So all this special treatment was just for show for Mom?

And did he really say Ridhima? Was he really talking to That woman? But why? Didn't he raped her? She must hate him....then why is he still in contact with her?