Farzan Shah’s POV:
I knew that wasn’t my best decision to go in a trip with a bunch of romantics. Zaroon and Muzamil weren’t the one’s and if talk about that old man who seemed to be my father, he was past that.
They were romantic because all the girls wanted to stay there still sunset negating my thought of just having a quick picnic and get back to my work. Well, nobody asked me to stay but I couldn’t leave her alone with them.
I knew the moment I stepped down nobody was expecting that keeping in record their surprised faces and ignoring the knowing smirk on Fahad Shah’s face. I was equally surprised when I saw her.
She looked stunning and the epitome of innocence in that white dress. The urge to protect her from the rest of the filthy and dark world erupted in my chest. A wave of possessiveness showered over me as I grabbed her wrist and took her to the farmhouse with me ignoring the disappointment in her eyes as she looked at everyone else coming in the other car. She wanted to have fun with them as Muzamil drove the car with his car’s speakers blistering the area around it. They drove past us as Muzamil used to drive fast rather than thinking of safety measures but I need to think about the safety first. I couldn’t do rash driving knowing she would be scared but still she was glancing at their car retreating with a longing gaze.
But I ignored. That’s best I could do at that time. She didn’t even answer me if she wanted something from the nearby Tehzeeb branch. So, I went and grab something on my own. She shouldn’t be sitting there and doing nothing if she could eat whatever she wanted. It was two hours’ drive though.
Since, I drove slowly than usual for which my devil side cursed as I didn’t want her to reach there and mingle with her crew like I never existed. I was paranoid as I shouldn’t be thinking about this. This was absurd knowing that women’s presence only annoyed if it isn’t for my needs. But again, I was thinking of many things since her sudden and dramatic entry in my life. Like what was beneath that white dress. What was hidden behind those golden-brown orbs. How would it feel to snuggle my face in her neck which I had already done so curiousness should invade me but it still did. What if I did that for long until I fall sleep?
F**k! Now I was even thinking about sleeping with her. She slept once in my bedroom but I left the room to focus on my work which was like storing water in a strainer. I never slept with women or in anyone else’s present beside me but I could test what it would feel like. Right. She smells nice though.
Shaking my head and keeping my eyes and hands to myself the whole ride we finally reached the farmhouse. Everyone had reached before us as I was right. She completely forgot me when she found her companions.
“Why are you selling this farmhouse?” Dad asked me as we were seated under the shade with smoothies in front of us but I still preferred black coffee.
He didn’t. have to asl who I was selling this to because he was in the end my father and had his ways. Muzamil and Zaroon also knew as we worked in the same company as partners. I had the share of 50% while other 50% belonged to both of them equally since they had their family business to run too. Yes, we all were born with silver spoons in our mouth but still we made our way into the industry by making the name more than our ancestors.
“Do you want to shake hands with Ghaffar industries?” Zaroon asked as I was selling this farmhouse to him. He was a new business tycoon emerging although he was in the same age like my father.
“He had money but not power.” Muzamil said as he diverted his attention from the girls to us while sitting on the seat beside me.
“I will take that from Mirza’s.” I squinted my gaze on her as she was smiling at something.
“What from Areej’s father? You are not going to marry her now.” Muzamil cohered as I didn’t need anyone for power and money, I had plenty but I didn’t want Ghaffar and Mirza to go against me. As already mentioned, Ghaffar wasn’t dangerous but he had money and Mirza didn’t have much money as compared to me but he had power. Two powerful factors to tear down the world and I both want these. That’s for the business world.
“I can.” I simply answered to his question as the three men before me tensed as they weren’t expecting that. It’s not like I was in love with Areej. It would be just a mere contract. She could anything in her life even date other guys as I won’t stop her. I had zero interest in her but his father was eager to sell her off to me. He was the one who asked and as a business man I didn’t see any loophole until now because now I already I had a wife talking with Areej on something as the look in her eyes told me she also wanted to jump in the water but containing herself for doing so. I also didn’t want that. She was wearing white and she didn’t have swimsuit with her I assumed so the white would show plenty if it got wet and I won’t be complaining but I would then have to rip everyone’s eyes our if they saw her like that.
“You can even if you can’t take your eyes off from her.” Dad added bitterly as I was wearing shades but still, they knew where I was looking. My jaw got clenched seeing the audacity of this person to assume he knew everything about me. My veins tense around my temple when I saw how much confidence his voice held while saying that. He didn’t have any say in my life. Not even sarcasm.
“Yes, like you can kill her for power.” The air got tense as Zaroon and Muzamil knew that couldn’t intervene here. Everybody knew I wasn’t talking about Aysham anymore.
Before anyone could say anything by eyes drifted her. She was crying or was about to cry seeing her face but the moment I stormed over there she had started crying.
“I-I am sorry you had to go through this.” I heard what she said to Suzi and I didn’t have to think much as I knew what they were talking about. Suzi’s dead husband whom I killed with my own hands. Suzi’s mother was one of our oldest maids as she used to babysit me sometimes too when my mom was so busy with my dad like they had to go on dinners and stuff. She didn’t like to leave me alone as unlike other mothers in our gatherings I was always her first priority so she always trusted Suzi’s mother with me. And I gave her the favor when she said her daughter’s husband is dangerous and she wanted her daughter back. He couldn’t be more dangerous than me so I made her come back to her mother with no harm and that was the deal.
“What the f**k happened to her?” I asked as soon as I reached her. Suzi got up as she gave me space to kneel down in front of Aysham who was crying with hiccups.
“You are fired.” I gritted my teeth as I glared at Suzi. It was a matter of second when Areej and Suzi vanished from there.
“You fire her again?” She looked at me with her beautiful rounded eyes and what amused me was that she was trying to glare at me…trying.
“She will know when it will be serious.” I reassured her containing my smile as I had fire Suzi thousandth times.
“Why are you crying?” I asked as I didn’t care about the surrounding when I pulled her in my arms as she landed on my lap. Her back was pressed against my torso as her shoulders were a little tilted so I could saw her jaw.
She hesitated before settling down on my lap and she was more flushed with her crimson face than shocked. I was shocked too but I put that in the category of lust and waited for her answer.
“I-I..” Her hands were up in the air as if she rested them then it would be only arms because they were wrapped around her waist. My feet were in the water but her toes were just grazing it now as she was small and fir perfectly into my arms.
“She told me about her husband.” She told me finally.
“Yeah, he was a d****ed.” I stated as she gasped at my words when I added. “He isn’t worth of your tears.”
“I was crying for Suzi.” She said as she tried to look stern. I liked that about her. She was weal and innocent but she tried to act strong and didn’t do the weakness act for attention like many girls. She liked to be strong in front of people like me.
“But she is safe.” I tried to make sense and she really glare at me this time. She wasn’t crying anymore because her attention was on my warmth beneath her turning her into beetroot. Well, she wasn’t that innocent I assumed.
“Let me go.” She said sternly as I was surprised from where this attitude was coming from. I thought it was valid since she had everyone’s support here.
‘Why don’t you want to swim?” I asked with mischief in my eyes as before she could gather what was happening, I jumped with her in the water.
Splash!