"I want to meet the head of our HR department" He said, his eyes still on the laptop and I frowned.
"Is there any problem? Yesterday Taya Jaan also had the meeting with him and today you also"
"Oh! So Dad already had done the meeting? What was the outcome"? He asked still looking at the laptop and typing something very seriously.
"I don't know because Taya Jaan asked me to be with you" I replied and he nodded. It was lunch time so I asked him.
"What would you like to have in lunch"? He abruptly stopped his typing and looked in my eyes with so much warmness in them that I felt hot from his gaze on me.
"Whatever my Begum likes" His voice was seductively calm and collected. I immediately turned to leave because I didn't want him to see me smile.
As I was out of his office, my lips curled up in a wide smile. I ordered his favourite Biryani with salad and raita for both of us.
After that i engrossed myself in work, after like 35 mins my office telephone rang. I picked it up to hear Ahmed's voice. "Hayat your order is here. Would you like in your office or Mr. Malik's office"?
I thought for some seconds and replied "In his office" Because I know he will not let me have my lunch in my office. I don't want to argue with him and ruin my mood.
"Okay" Ahmed replied and cutted the call. Closing the file, I stood up and made my way to his office. I saw Ahmed getting out of his office, he didn't closed the door seeing me. He passed me a smile and said "Enjoy your lunch Hayat"
"You too have your lunch break Ahmed" I said with a small smile and he nodded his head and went off to his seat.
I entered his office just to see him looking at me. Was he looking at the door all this while? His eyes were not soft and warm as they always are while looking at me.
I was confused but didn't said anything. "Lunch has arrived, come" I said and started unpacking the lunch boxes.
I was looking at him from my peripheral vision. He silently stood up from his seat and sat beside me. I looked up towards him just to see him glaring at the food. I sighed.
"Now what happened"? I replied passing him the box full of biryani.
He took the box from my hand silently and replied "Nothing" but his glare was only directed towards the lunch.
"Is something wrong with the lunch"? I asked because I was damn confused on his stupid glare on food.
"No" He again replied shortly and started eating his food.
"Then what are you sulking for"? I asked arching my one eyebrow at him.
"I am not" He replied but not once looked at me. I sighed and started eating my food.
We were silently eating when we heard a knock on the door. Zay didn't even bothered to look at the door so I uttered a faint come in.
Ahmed came in. "Hayat someone named Ruhaan Ali is requesting to meet you. Shall I send him to your office"? Dr.Ruhaan? Why is he here?
But before I could reply him Zay spoke "What the hell is he doing here"? He was damn angry. He stood up in rage leaving his lunch on the table.
"Make him sit in my office and offer him some juice, i will be there in 2 minutes" I replied to Ahmed and he went off without saying anything because he was shocked at Zay's angry voice. Well I was too. Why was he angry in the first place?
You know Hayat he don't need a reason to get angry.
I took a deep breath and turned towards him. "Calm down and have your lunch, I will be back in 5 minutes" He scoffed sarcastically in reply but didn't said anything.
I left his office and made my way to my office. "Assalam-O-Alaikum Hayat. How are you"? As soon as I stepped foot in my office, Dr.Ruhaan stood up greeting me with a wide smile.
"Wa-Alaikum-Aslam! Alhumdulila Good and you"? I replied softly sitting opposite him Infront of him and gestured him to sit as well.
"Alhumdulila fine as always" He replied and sat down.
"Actually you dropped some papers and your wallet on the road yesterday. I didn't knew where you live, I only knew about this company so I came to drop these because they seem important" He said and placed some papers and my wallet on the table.
I picked them up, forget about the wallet but these papers were surely important. Ya Allah! Tera shkr hai.
"Thank you Dr.Ruhaan. They are indeed very important" I thanked him as I was really very grateful.
"My pleasure Hayat. You are important. So technically your things are also" He replied with a sad smile. I didn't knew what to reply so I just kept quiet.
He stood up and said looking everywhere other than me. "I should leave now as I was out on my lunch break" I nodded my head and made our way out.
Stopping at the elevator he turned to me "Allah Hafiz Haya. Take care. See you at the hospital today" He said and went in the elevator.
I was stood rooted to the floor. He called me Haya? I was too shocked to even utter a word. When I again looked at the elevator, it was closed.
"What happened Hayat"? Ahmed's voice ranged behind me.
Coming out of my shocked state I replied him "Nothing" unknown to me there was someone else who had heard everything. I made my way to his office.
I entered his office and instantly felt a intense glare at me. I made my way towards him and stood infront of him.
"Your name"? He asked as he stood up from his chair, taking slow steps towards me making me take steps backward, his voice extremely dark with a slightest bit of anger, his blue eyes roaming to every inch of my body taking his pleasurable time, as his blue eyes stopped at my eyes and met mine amber one, A chill rustled through my spine.
Confusion spread across my face as fear engulfed me. Why is he asking my name? Like he don't know, I really wanted to roll my eyes but held the urge in.
"Hayat" I replied confidently as my back hit the wall. A dead end.
"Full name"? He asked fully invading my personal space as he placed both his hands on each side of wall trapping me in. We stared at eachother in silence.
"Hayat Malik" I replied still staring at him. As the words slipped out of my tongue, a small smirk made its way to his lips. This was a simple action but I could sense danger from his eyes.
"Aren't you forgetting something Miss...." He trailed off as he took a hold of my face from his right hand, left hand still on the wall. Tinkles spread across my stomach as his hand made contact with my skin. "Hayat Zaydan Malik" He completed and with that he slammed his lips against mine.