《Conditionally Married》27 - Pain
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As expected those men took me to my husband's home.
"Ouch ouch. Dammit can't you see white bandages around my feet." I yelled at one of them who was holding me.
"I'll take her from here. You all can go" It was typical Ashar's voice, so I didnt even bother to see.
Yaa I am upset
He took my one hand and put it on his shoulder from behind his neck. He was holding me from my waist.
His touch makes my heart beat fast and little butterflies
I looked at him and at same moment our eyes met. His eyes looked like a deep pool where I would love to dive and just get lost somewhere. Those mesmerizing eyes that reflected my image were to die for.
Without breaking eye contact he bend down and lifted me in bridal style and I locked him in my arms.
I could feel the scent of his perfume, it is his favorite one because he uses it frequently. I kept my hand on his chest to feel his heartbeat. It was fast whereas he was walking slow.
Why he can't accept me? Why he tests my patience? Is money so much important for him? What about me?. Why these eyes doesn't look at me ? Why his heartbeat doesn't say my name? Why he doesn't feel me ???
I can't have him... I am so unwanted.
I was so lost in my thoughts that I never knew when my room came. Reality struck me when he kept me on my bed.
"You okay?" He asked me
"Yes. Thanks" I said.
He sat on the bed and I felt something strange.
It wasn't my room....
"Hey its not my room" I said loudly.
"It's mine and you're staying here now" He said and took off his coat
He was wearing light blue shirt with black pants. He loosen his tie and I forget to blink and my heart stopped.
"Thank you" he said suddenly
I blinked with embarrassment and looked down to compose myself
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"Thanks for what?"
"You were checking me out, that means I was looking good. So thanks"
Oh man, wish you had knew that you always look killer.
I stayed quiet. Don't want to make fun of myself again
I felt a little depression on the bed that's when I looked up to see him sitting in front of me.
His sleeves was now half rolled showing his strong masculine hands.
An uncomfortable silence grew between us.
"Aren't you going to ask me anything or will you just directly slap me ?"
A crease appeared on his forehead which disappeared soon.
"I know I had hurted you in past. But just to let you know that I am not going to hurt you anymore"
Wait what???
"Is this some kind of prank?" I instantly said and regret
He looked up on me and said
"You don't trust me ?"
Trust... This word itself feels so disgusting from his mouth
"No. I dont"
Sadness dwelled in his eyes
"Good for you"
He stood up from bed and said
"I won't force you to come to office. You can take rest as much as doctor had prescribed."
I looked at him and met his eyes.
"Honestly, I dont belong to this place. Its YOUR home not mine and definitely not ours. Therefore, I prefer staying in office rather here"
His eyes narrowed on my words as if he didn't expect these words
"Your wish" he said and left the room.
As he left room I instantly searched my pocket and found the note that stranger gave me. There was his number and name.
I dialled the number
"Hello" the man on the other end said
"Tristan?" I asked
"Yes. How are you the graveyard girl?"
"How do you know its me?" I asked
"Well, let's say I have good memory" he smiled which I can feel in his voice.
"I don't have much time. Tell me amount which you have paid in hospital"
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If Ashar caught me talking with someone on phone. I dont know what he'll do.
"I don't know if you are still able to walk..."
I cut him in between
"Just tell me place and time. I'll be there"
"Same graveyard at 1 pm"
"Deal. Bye" I hung up.
A few minutes later, one of the maid came in to help me in changing clothes.
And I just slept as I hit the bed after.
I woke up in morning and saw Samantha sitting.
"Good morning. Mr. Ashar left this note for you".
She gave me the note.
"My offer is still valid if you want to stay at home.
-A"
Bloody hell.
"Samantha can you please arrange a stick sort of something for me?"
"But Mr. Ashar said..."
"I don't care. Please arrange a stick or something like that for me. Or else I'll just go without it."
"Ok ok."
After she bought a steel stick for me, I balanced myself on it and got ready.
Then when I left room, I had these never ending stairs.
It took me 20 mins to climb down.
Anyways I went inside office where I was hit by someone and I fall
"Ouch. Can't you see"
I looked upward and found...
"Tristan... Oh my God"
He smiled " Small world huh" and gave me his hand
"Definitely." I smiled back and took his help.
I stood up and I thanked him.
"So what brings you here?" I asked
"Well. I got a job here just today"
"Oh really. I work here too. Which department?" I asked
" Sales and marketing. I am assistant marketing manager" and he gave me a big big smile.
"She is my wife..." Ashar's words echoed in my ear as memories came by hearing about that department.
"Where do you work?" he asked.
"Well um... I work for Mr. Ashar. I am his secretary"
"Oh assistant and wife" he said
Ok.. that came to me as surprise.
"Yes. But we are very much professional here. I mean I get treatment like everyone. No hidden benefits"
"That's really good".
"Tristan, lets meet at lunch ok. I am already late and cant stand much" my hurting ankle was about to give up any time.now.
"Sure sure. Good day" he smiled and I went to elevator.
I don't know why I give this explanation to everyone that its professional here..
I went into elevator and reached on my floor.
"Oh my God what happened?" Daisy's voice reached my ear
"A little accident. I am fine don't worry" I continued to do my limbing walk.
"SIA IN MY OFFICE RIGHT NOW!" Ashar yelled at me in top of his voice.
I even didn't properly reach to my seat and he had started to scream.
I knocked and went into his room.
"Here" he threw a file on the table.
"Prepare the documents, we are leaving in an hour"
"But where?"
He looked up at me with cold eyes
What I had done now???
"Just do what you've told to do" he clenched.
I saw the file. It was about purchasing a new land and that means we're going to visit that land.
But my ankle??? He knows that I cant walk that much.
"Mr. Ashar is it ok if you can take someone else?"
"I WANT YOU" He said looking straight into my eyes that gave me shivers.
So he is challenging me? He wants to see my strength?
"Ok" and I left.
I took heavy painkillers and prayed ti God for help.
With that, he was leaving and I had to catch him up. He was walking so fast that I had to run. Finally I had made it to elevator.
I lifted my feet upward to massage my paining ankle
"I told you to stay at home" he said without looking at me.
So he is playing game
"And I told you that I dont want to stay there"
"Then prepare for consequences of not accepting my offer"
With that the door of elevator opened and he left with his speed, without me
Let the game begin!!
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