An Imposed Deal Of Marriage (MS#2)

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•||Ch5: Maybe Yes||•

||Izzah POV||

I stirred and moved my hands slowly feeling soft fluffy surface under my hands. I opened my eyes slowly and blinked few times before I focused on the unfamiliar ceiling clearly and sat up with a confused frown on my face. I tried to remember how I ended up here but hit with a wave of strong headache and a groan escaped from my lips. 

I put my hands on my forehead and massaged it before trying to remember everything again. Slowly everything came back to me and cold sweats were forming on my forehead and the back of my neck. Accidentally, I touched the injury on my forehead which I got from the accident two weeks before, and hissed in pain. 

The door of the room opened and the same man who kidnapped me entered in the room. He looked so dangerous and dominating which made me feel scared of him. He stared at me and took intimidating steps towards me with breaking eye contact. I felt shiver under his stare and nervous. I almost forgot how to breath and blink because of him. It was like he had some kind of effect on me which made me to forget everything. 

How unbelievable! 

I didn't know it was possible for someone to have these types of effect on someone like he had on me but now I was believing it. I didn't even notice when he stood in front of me and held my chin to make me look up at him. His gentle but firm grip was making my heart unstable. Not only from fear but from something else too. 

I wished so badly that it was a dream and nothing was true because everything that happened to me was impossible, it was like an illusion and these types of effects and things only exist in novels. I hoped I woke up soon from this dream and laughed while remembering it. 

"We don't have much time but you need to change your bandage first," His soft and rough voice jolted me and made me realize that it was indeed a reality. 

I threw all the thoughts back in my mind and pushed his hand away from my chin and moved away from him. His eyes turned dark with anger and fury in them and he was so close to lose his anger but he clenched his fists and jaw. If the fire of anger in his eyes could burn me then I would have burnt by now. 

"Don't touch me," I gritted, angrily and coldly.

He narrowed his blazing eyes at me but didn't say anything to me. He turned around and opened a drawer and pulled out first aid kit. I watched his every move carefully and slowly got up from the bed. He was fast enough to stop me by grabbing my wrist tightly and turned back to me. 

"Leave my wrist," I told him, angrily and pushed him away from my other hand but he didn't budge and grabbed my other hand too.