Anaya looked around as she was guided towards the room. They opened the door and stepped inside. She was surprised to see the room was well-decorated. The girls passed wide grins at each other.

Cautiously, she looked around and cringed when her gaze fell on a huge portrait of Maaz just above the bed. There were a few photos of Maaz in almost every corner of the room.

Talk about self-obsession- Anaya thought; pressing her lips tightly. Minus, his face stuck on the walls the décor of the room was sober. There was an elegant double seater couch facing the bed. Anaya turned around and looked at the girls, they stopped giggling but were still smiling widely.

She hesitated, - 'Um, where is the bathroom?' Anaya inquired. They pointed towards the closed door.

'Okay, you guys freshen up,' – Mehnaz paused to giggle, - 'and take rest,' – she giggled again, - 'See you in the evening.' Mehnaz spoke struggling with fits of giggle. Rukhsar was just suppressing her smile. They turned to leave, just then Maaz entered carrying Alia in his arms. He frowned upon seeing the girls laugh. Alia was irritated when her mother told her, sternly, to come with her.

Few butlers came with the luggage and placed it at the edge of the bed. They bowed little to Maaz and then walked out of the room. Mehnaz winked at her brother as she closed the door.

'Don't be so creepy, Appi.' He called, annoyed, to her as the door closed.

Anaya held the doorknob and was about to open the bathroom door when Maaz interrupted her. He pushed past her and locked the door from inside.

'What the hell?' She exclaimed with her hands on her hips. She began pacing in the room, even though her bladder was about to explode and the room with his faces everywhere was making her claustrophobic she tried to be calm.

After what seemed like an eternity, the door unlocked, and she hurried. Maaz stepped out in his track pants.

'What the...' Anaya stopped in her tracks, closed her eyes and turned around.

'What? And why have you closed your eyes?' Maaz shrugged. She mentally rolled her eyes.

'Where are your clothes?' She asked, miffed.

'Inside. Don't tell me you were expecting me to keep wearing that ghastly thing.' He said making a face.

'At least wear a shirt.' Anaya gritted her teeth.

'I don't wear shirts in sleep. Sorry,' – He paused and then added, - 'By the way, you saw me shirtless that night. What is a big deal?' He shrugged.

Anaya gulped as her mind eye wandered to that night, she had seen more than just shirtless Maaz. She felt his arm brush against her arm as he passed by her. She straightened and looked at him. He coolly walked towards the bed and fell with a thud. He sighed happily. She shook her head.

She had unlocked the door and Maaz interrupted her. She turned around and found him sitting on the bed.

He said strictly and then fell on the bed. Anaya frowned.

After she had relieved herself, she stepped out of the bathroom and found Maaz fast asleep. He laid flat on his stomach. She ignored him and walked up to the bed. She unzipped her bag and took her casual clothes.

She locked the door, hung her clothes and turned around. She bit her lip looking at the jacuzzi.

Don't use the jacuzzi. It is mine. Okay.

Anaya smirked as she tiptoed towards the Jacuzzi. As the water-filled, she quickly stripped and slowly placed her feet inside. She shivered and smiled. She has seen Jacuzzi in hotel rooms but never actually used them.

Slowly, she sat inside and smiled. Strangely, defying him was so soothing. There was a pleasure in not valuing his words. Anaya smiled to herself as she relaxed against it.

She turned her head and was alarmed to see the large towering windows and they were open.

Shit! She didn't notice these before. She looked out and could see the sky, she lifted herself little from the jacuzzi and looked down. The bathroom was on the second floor, and the ground was very low. Thankfully, no one can see her from down. But what about the plane, drones or birds. Anaya felt conscious. She looked around and found a towel. Quickly, she wore it and stood to look around. She was relieved to see curtains on either side of the windows.

After she closed the curtains, she switched on the lights and sat inside the Jacuzzi again. Soon, she relaxed and began to enjoy the warm mixed water. She splashed around for a while and then noticed a few bottles. Some of them were scented. Branded shampoos and body wash. Anaya took her time to choose. She felt her body ache to dissolve as she rubbed the scented body wash on her arms and legs. A terrible headache melted away as well as she massaged her hair with exotic shampoo. The scent was overwhelming, and it helped relax more. She also found one of them was a bubble bath. She smiled and played with the bubbles for a while. She also poured a little bit of lavender oil into the bath as she had heard a lot about its relaxing effect. She stretched her leg and massaged her thigh. Covered in bubbles, with her hands moving smoothly over her legs, she felt like a soap model. Anaya bit her smile.

As she had a gala time in the jacuzzi, someone knocked at the door and she froze.

'Yes.' She called in a meek voice.

'Miss. Hasan.' – She froze hearing Maaz's voice, - 'Are you using the Jacuzzi.' He said angrily.

Shit! Shit! Shit! How did he know? He was fast asleep – Anaya thought in her head.

'I can smell the shampoos.' He said.

Anaya slapped her forehead. She looked around fanatically and spoke after she formed a sentence in her head, - 'I used your shampoos but not the Jacuzzi.' She lied.

Maaz frowned, - 'Open the door and let me see.'

'Huh! What?' – Anaya's eyes widened, - 'You can't.' Her arms instinctively covered her body.

'Why?'

Arghh – 'Because I am naked.'

'So?' – he paused, - 'You are my wife now.'

'Oh, God! Wait I am coming out.'

'Naked?' He sounded hopeful.

Chi, yuck – 'No!'

'Oh, okay.' He said in a small dejected tone.

Anaya quickly got up, dried herself. She dressed in a long cotton top and pajama. She almost toppled as she shoved her leg into the pants. Maaz began knocking the door urgently.

'One minute.' She replied wiping the Jacuzzi with toilet paper. Thankfully, the water was gone. Maaz's knock grew agitated and she clicked her tongue in annoyance.

She opened the door and Maaz pushed past her. His feet touched the soapy, wet floor and, he slid landing with a thud. Anaya gasped covering her mouth with her palms as he fell on the floor with a thud.

'Oww!' He winced managing his butt. She pressed her lips together but couldn't control and began laughing. Maaz turned to glare at her. She shut up looking at him.

Maaz tried getting up many times but kept slipping. Anaya pressed her palm over her mouth to suppress her giggle. He looked annoyed at her.

'Shut up and give me your hand.' He said raising his arm. Anaya wanted to refuse but then it will be very unlike her. She sighed and walked up to him.

'Here.' She bent extending her hand. Maaz held her hand and she tried to pull him up. She huffed as she tugged on his arm. She gasped as her feet slipped on the wet floor and she fell face down.

'Oww!' She fell over him. Maaz winced as his bareback hit the wet, cold and lathered floor. He looked up and found her face close to his. She blinked at him and moved back. Maaz kept looking at her as she massaged her elbow and looked around.

'Damn, the floor.' She said annoyed.

Maaz stopped staring and shook his head, - 'Yeah,' - he propped himself on his palms, - 'It's your fault.' He gestured towards the bathroom. Anaya exhaled deeply, placing her palm on her hips.

She opened her mouth to retort but Maaz ignored her and struggled to stand up. Eventually, he succeeded and wiped his pants with his palms.

'You made me dirty. Now, I will have to bath again.' He said making a face. Anaya rolled her eyes. She felt wet patch around her knee, but it would dry off. Unlike the snob, Maaz Nawab Ali, she didn't get "dirty". She hadn't expected him to help her but reflexively she gave her hand; he didn't seem to see it as he walked past her. She sighed and tried to stand up on her own.