Oh sleep, oh gentle sleep

Nature's soft nurse, how have I frightened thee

That thou no more will weigh my eyelids down

And steep my senses in forgetfulness?

I had difficulty sleeping on plane and I kept thinking what could have been done and what I should done now.

He had showed his power and how big his ego is.

He gets what he wants. And right now he wants to fulfill all conditions of the will.

And the dangerous part is that he had to go through me..

Since I cannot sleep, I just let my mind wonder on how to run away.

I landed at Toronto Pearson Airport on time. After going through all the immigration stuff I decided to stay there and dont go out.

Mr. Ashar will be there waiting for me to come. I will be out of his radar here.

"Ms. Sia, Mr. Ashar had sent me to pick you up from here. I'll look after all formalities. Please come" A bald man came to me with some security batch.

My plan failed

Talk about his radar

I followed him obediently because I have to keep the string of his trust going on, without any bump.

He took me through all the clearance in no time. We went to hotel. He carried my stuff and loaded them into lift.

He rang doorbell of the room and there I saw none other than him.

He was wearing a blue and white striped t-shirt with pajama pants, with a straight face but he looked as usual handsome. Any girl would drool for him.

I never saw him in such clothes. We only meet in office and when we both are not working like in holidays, he uses to stick to his room or library and I stayed in mine. Sometimes I go to to lounge to watch movies.

How can you pass the time when you live alone?

Certainly he was not happy to see me.But I gave him my victory smile.

I went in and saw the beautiful suite. It has wooden rooftop and floor.

It was luxuriously designed house with a tv lounge and dinning area joined together. Behind that there was a kitchen and then one bedroom and then there was...

There was no other room.

I looked at Ashar. He was talking to that guy who dropped me here something and then he closed the door.

"Where's the other bedroom?" I asked keeping my hands on my waist

"There is only one bedroom" he said and walked towards kitchen

"Where am I going to sleep?" I folded my arms

"That's your problem"

"I need a room Mr. Ashar" Urgency developed in my voice now

"Oh ya right wait let me check here.." he put his one hand in pocket and search there "its not here may be in my other pocket..."and he searched the other one "nope... There aren't any room in my pocket so adjust with what you have" he mocked all that and said sarcastically.

Why does he do that always? He finds my problem funny

"Please can you just ask on the reception to book another room for me ?" Why should I pay for other room. I had some cash, but I have to keep it for my plan.

"Common sense is definitely rare" he said

I looked confused and he read that

"Burke is here and I dont want to take any fu***** chances of him knowing about you and me."

Oh Jesus Christ

Let it be Sia. You wont be living with him longer.

Just one chance and I will fly away from him.

"Can I put my stuff in the cupboard?" I asked

He nodded.

I settled my stuff in the cupboard meanwhile he ordered room service.

"So when is the meeting?" I asked breaking the uncomfortable silence between us

"Tomorrow at 11. We'll have lunch with them. Also, we'll be attending hotel's celebration party in evening. Burke will be there as well" he told me

"You sure Burke wont tell about this marriage to anyone here? I mean if he met Rowan or some other and told them then?"

He kept looking at his plate and focused on his food.

"Tomorrow when we'll meet him, we both are going to convince him that everything is smooth between us and we both doesn't want to open up about this marriage"

"Why?" I asked.

He looked at me, thinking.

"Um.. because we first want to get a grip on business. People will question if they know that we married just few days after dad's death"

"Ok." I said.

We had silent dinner. He just talked about tomorrow's meeting.

I went to take shower. It smelled so like Him.

I could smell him everywhere and it made me feel weaker and weaker.

I took shower, got changed and went to my couch to sleep

Please atleast you be good to me Mr.Couch!!

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Ashar pov

After Sia went to out from my room, I also got into bed to sleep.

I didnt closed the door. Just in case if she needed anything or use bathroom.

I was tryin to sleep when I hear screaming

"Oh Jesus Lord help me please"

"Please leave me. Please let me go"

I was semi conscious. I went to see the source and I found it was Sia.

I came near her and saw her eyes close

Probably she is dreaming

But, she was sweating and crying too.

"Wake up Sia" I said many times, but she didn't listen

I shook her from shoulder "Sia wake up" I too screamed now to wake her up.

Then she opened her eyes, looked confused, scared and she was heavily breathing.

She ran her hands in her hairs and cleaned her face.

"I am sorry" I dont know if she remembered that she was shouting or not. But I guess she does.

"Are you alright?" I asked and she nodded.

I stood up to leave. But suddenly my feet just stopped.

I was standing behind her couch and looked her.

She drank water from her glass which she kept nearby. She rubbed her back and neck and stretched a little and drifted to sleep.

I guess she was having muscular pain due to sleeping on couch.

She came here for me without creating any fuss. She deserves a good sleep.

She doesn't deserve anything Ashar. She always created problems for you.

Still she is your wife.

Just on paper

She deserves it

She doesn't deserve anything from me

I was fighting with my brain and heart trying to burry the hatchet between the two when she fell off the couch.

"Ouch" she screamed

I rushed towards her.

"You ok?" I asked

"You were here all the time?" She asked holding backside of her head.

"Umm.. no I heard you falling" I lied.

She looked suspiciously at me as if she know I am lying.

"I am fine " she stood up taking her things with her, putting them on couch.

"Umm.. you can sleep with me of you're ok with it"

Shit. Did I really just say that?

Her eyes were wide open on my offer.

"You're offering me to share a bed with you? Waw! I mean when I get that so lucky?"

"I don't want to pay for broken tiles of this suite" I said leaving her with her thoughts

"I am coming" she shouted and came into my room.

She kept her pillow on the other side and she lay while I took my laptop and started to focus on work.

"Mr. Ashar, it's really late. You should sleep" she said

"I just like to sleep with people with people I love, that's why I am insomniac"

And it was true. I use to have deep peaceful sleep was when I use to sleep with my mom. We both were scared of my father.

But, after she left me forever, I am scared to sleep.

But,the last peaceful sleep I had was when I slept with Sia when she was freezing and I gave her body heat therapy. I dont love her, then why I had the best sleep in ages with her? Still figuring out that.

"Oh. But still sleeping is important. It relaxes your body. I love to sleep you know. Its a small vacation from the real world" she said.

"Nobody shouts and cries on vacations Ms. Sia" I said referring her screaming few minutes back.

Her face straightened

"Who says vacations are always pleasant" she sighed "I have bad dreams about that night when some men took me to some isolated park to.."

Her voice sounded heavy. I looked at her. Her eyes were shinning that tells me that she have tears.

"I can't forget that look on their faces as if I was some piece of meat for them"

I can feel fear and pain in her voice and eyes.

She looked at me

"Sorry Mr. Ashar for interrupting you. Goodnight" and she closed her eyes facing me.

I kept looking her face. She is definitely not ugly. The friction was between me and my dad, and she is just dragged between us.

Her breathing decreased which showed that she is in deep sleep. I kept my laptop on side and just laid down facing her.

It was so facinating seeing her sleeping. No one could tell that she has been through so much in her life. Orphan, sexual abuse and now forced marriage. But still she manages to get into her small vacation.

A strand of her hair was dancing on her face. I couldn't stop myself and roll it around my finger and bought it behind her ear.

She moved a little and holded my hands. It felt like a piece of silk on my hard skin.

I didn't even try to free myself from her. Instead I hold her hands firmly.

What is she doing to me??

And I went on my small vacation.

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