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Part 19


A/N: Continuing with third person pov as most of you liked this approach. Cheers!

Third Person POV

As she lifted her face to look at Sid, he asked her ..

"Are you pregnant?"

Sid almost bit his tongue realizing his statement. He couldn't believe the words actually rolled out of his mouth. The thought has certainly occurred in some part of his brain, but it was too late.

Samy froze for a second unable to comprehend the words and then unable to believe that Sid would actually degrade her with such a question.

The very next second there was huge yellow pages directory flying straight towards the source of the statement.

"How dare you son of a b..." Samy exploded and screamed, searching for more missiles.

"Holy shit ..." Sid caught the directory and  screamed, "Samy stop! I am sorry .. I wasn't thinking .. it was a joke." He started moving back and forth to avoid the incoming missiles.

Anything that wasn't attached to any fixed fixture in the room became a missile and went airborne in Sid's direction.

"Samy please ..." Sid begged her.

"You are dead today .."  Samy replied trying to pull the hotel alarm clock on the bed side stand, but the power cord got stuck in the socket.

"Excuse me .."

Both stopped in their tracks, coming to reality, hearing the knock on the door. Then the door swung open and the bell boy entered with their luggage.

Sid quickly took the luggage from him and thrust few dollars in his hand.

The bell boy looked around the room and after looking at both their faces, gave Sid a sympathy look and  slowly stepped back nodding his head in disbelief.

He then quickly disappeared, closing the door behind him.

Sid shielded his face with his hands, but nothing flew across, making him a taget. Slowly he widened his fingers and tried to look at Samy.

Samy was holding her chest with one hand and her throat with another. The expressions on her face changed randomly, then she ran towards the bathroom again, clamping her mouth.

Sid slowly followed her and stood outside. He could hear Samy throwing up violently into the toilet bowl.

After few minutes she calmed down, got up and cleaned up in the sink. After that she leaned back against the wall trying to gather enough strength to walk out of the bathroom.

Sid felt very bad looking at her situation. Samy was shaking head to toe and felt like her head was spinning.

Just then her stomach lurched again, trying to force its contents through her mouth. She couldn't reach the sink in time and partially threw up on her shirt.

She tried to hold onto the sink, but her body was shaking violently and her head hit the wall.

Sid couldn't bear her suffering anymore and rushed to support her body. He quickly pushed her hair back and tied it up to keep it away from her face, supporting her weight with his body.

He then held her by her waist with one hand and her head with another to make sure she didn't crash into walls or collapse on the floor.

There was nothing left in her stomach to throw up, but her tense abdomen muscles were in no mood to make peace and kept pumping up water, air and whatever little was left in her intestines.

Samy was swinging wildly. She lost all her strength and would have collapsed on the floor if Sid wasn't there, holding her firmly in his grasp.

Sid couldn't bear to see her pain. He rubbed her back and kept on whispering soothing words in her ear to ease her pain and advised her to stop fighting her body.

He wished he could take her pain and trauma, but there was nothing he could do under the circumstances, other than suppor her. He cradled her head on his shoulder, as her heavy breathing slowly subsided.

Finally the vomiting sensation also subsided and she leaned on him with her back against his chest. The front of her shirt was wet with water and throw up.

Seeing Samy completely out of energy, Sid decided to clean her up.

Samy felt like her head was going to explode. She literally felt a bullet train passing through her brain and fighter jets piercing through her ear drums. 

At that delicate moment, she realized Sid's hands were on her waist, slowly sliding, as he twisted his thumbs through the fabric and was slowly lifting her shirt.

She had no energy left in her body and though was happy for Sid's presence on one hand, she also felt bad to being  watched in her worst moment.

She was also aware of the fight they both were going through, just moments before the incident and the hurtful statement he threw at her.

How dare he called her pregnant? What did he think about her character? She can't let him take advantage of her current weak moment to make amends.

"Why is he removing my shirt? Does he think i won't fight back? Is he planning to take advantage of me. I can't let that happen."  She thought as her anger on Sid hit peak level.

Meanwhile Sid raised her shirt, carefully rolling it up to not let her shirt touch her hair. As he moved her shirt up, exposing her bra, Samy decided she had to act.

She tried to lift her arms to push him back, but realized she had no strength and her arms didn't cooperate with her commands. "He has no right to behave like this. I am his boss."

"Don't you dare to touch me! I am going to fire your ass and drag you through HR. You will never get any work in this industry again." She shouted at him angrily, trying to look into his face.

"I already quit." He replied calmly, not looking at her. His concentration was on removing her shirt without messing up her hair.

"You .."

"Shhh .. don't talk." He hushed her, as her head went under the shirt. He carefully slid each arm out of her shirt and then slid the shirt over head carefully.

"You are treating me like a baby .." she tried to complain, but he wasn't in a listening mood.

He took a wash cloth and cleaned her face and shoulders carefully. Samy tried to protest as he wiped top of her bosom,  but nothing came out of her mouth. She followed his eyes closely as he went over her chest carefully to make sure she was clean.

"Idiot .. what is going through that head of yours? Don't even think about enjoying this situation .. I will make you pay. Just remember if you ever talk about this to anyone .. I will kill you."

She thought inside, trying to convey the message through her eyes, as he pulled her further into him, pushing her face into his shoulder. Sid continued his task, avoiding her eyes, knowing fully that she was glaring at him.

Samy was angry at her situation, but couldn't do anything about it. She expected her body to fight against him, as he didn't even ask for her permission, before removing her shirt. But her body seemed perfectly comfortable in his embrace and was following his commands, as if he owned her.

"Let him do whatever he wants .. you know you can't fight him." Her inner voice questioned her.

"That does not mean he can do whatever he wants without my permission?" Samy debated her inner voice.

"Shutup and enjoy .. I know what you want and don't want." Her inner voice forced the decision on her. Samy decided to remain quiet and let Sid treat her like a baby.

After he was done cleaning up her face and body, he picked her up bridal style, carried her to the bed and laid her down gently on the bed.

Then he removed her shoes and socks.

"Leave my socks." She protested weakly.

"I will put fresh ones on." He declared, making it clear, he had it all worked out.

He then pulled the covers and covered her fully. Only then he looked at her face and into her eyes. Samy couldn't control herself from giving him a cute puppy baby face, forcing a smile onto Sid's face forming small dimples on his cheeks.

Samy's heart fluttered like a butterfly, seeing a genuine smile on his face, proving she couldn't  remain mad at him, no matter what he did.

Sid patted her head lovingly and moved away from the bed, taking his phone out. The next fifteen minutes he was on phone, walking back and forth the entire length of the room.

Samy stayed in the bed watching him move from one end to another. She was happy that she could watch him, without moving her head. Tucked upto her chin, she moved her eyes back and forth, following his every moment with her eyes, happy he was in front of her.

After finishing his calls, he moved towards her luggage and picked up her suitcase, placing it on the table. Samy's eyes widened, as she watched Sid open her suitcase and go through her clothes.

She wondered what he was planning to do as she saw him pick her favorite green color nightgown and walk towards the bed.

Sid slipped the nightgown over her head, as Samy tried to question him with her eyes, hoping he would atleast ask her permission.

Sid just smiled putting her arms through the nightgown and pulling it upto her waist under the covers.

For a second, she got scared as he slipped his hands under the covers, feeling her belly and sliding his hands, until he reached her waist. He unbuttoned her jeans and pulled the  zipper down slowly, as Samy stopped breathing, trying to calm her wildly beating heart.

She realized the intention behind this bizarre behavior, after Sid pulled his hands out from under the covers and went to the other end of the bed and started pulling her pants down, lifting her feet up slightly.

Though Sid thought through the process in his head, pulling her pants didn't go through as expected. It got stuck on her thighs.

"Damn! Why do you have to wear such tight pants? You could die of heart attack because of the constriction." He asked her, trying to wiggle the pants free.

"Excuse me! My heart is not down there .. someone skipped biology class in high school." Samy replied calmly, then holding her breath she widened her thighs,  to make his job difficult.

"I didn't mean that ...." he whispered and garbled the last part as Samy strained her ears to catch his statement.

Sid moved again towards the middle of the bed and slipping his hands under the covers, pushed her jeans down. After little back and forth, he managed to pull her pants away and threw them up in the air as a victory salute.

Samy just wiggled her mouth, seeing his victory dance, wondering why he had to go through such painful process for removing her pants.

Sid went and opened the door, after someone knocked. She couldn't hear the exchange of words, but few seconds later, noticed a doctor following him into the room.

Sid explained the symptoms to the doctor. She asked Samy a few questions and checked her thoroughly.

"Nothing to worry, sounds like a bad case of food poisoning. Now that your stomach is empty, take good rest and  try to keep yourself hydrated." She advised Samy.

"I have an important presentation tomorrow, I need to be up and running by tomorrow. " Samy requested the doctor.

The doctor smiled and replied, "Dear, depending on your strength, you yourself will know tomorrow if you can make it to the presentation. There is very little I can do about it. Take these medicines every four hours." She gave her the medicines and left.

Sid gave her little bit water to take the medicine as he was afraid she might throw up. The doctor advised to give her electrolytes in small quantities to keep her hydrated.

After giving her medicine, he went out and came back with fruits and pack of electrolyte bottles. He then spoke with the local Sales manager about the presentation and client requirements for the next day.

"Samy, you are too weak to go in tomorrow, for the presentation. Enter your password, so that I can review your presentation and take care of it, on your behalf. " Sid sat by her side holding her laptop.

"No way .. I am coming tomorrow and doing the presentation. I worked so hard on it. I am not giving you my password." She pushed the laptop away.

There was no way for Sid to access the presentation without getting into her laptop.

He put it away and sat by her side. "Ok, don't worry about it. Just get well soon." He then slowly combed her hair with his fingers, carefully tucking the strands behind her ears.

Samy's eyes started getting heavier as the medicine took control of her senses and she pushed herself towards him, putting her head against his thigh.

As she rubbed her nose against his thigh, she could feel his body warmth flow through her, making her feel lighter and floating upwards. His hands in her hair felt magical, removing all the stress within her brain and making her yearn for more of blissful feeling.

"Ahh .. what a feeling? I wish .. oh God .. I wish .. time freezes and keeps him by my side forever." She thought hoping to not fall asleep and enjoy the feeling more.

Sid could feel the fullness in his heart as he sat by her side. She filled the void and made him feel complete as a human being. Passing his hand through her silky hair, he wondered, he would have killed Michael, if Michael made the trip instead of him and happened to be in his position.

He couldn't bear the thought of anyone else being close to her or touching her. He wondered if could ever tell her the secure feeling he felt, when she was in front of his eyes and in his arms and how his life felt empty, when she went away from him.

"Babe, please understand my pain. I cannot afford to lose you. Please be mine and stop torturing me. I will protect you with my life and take care of you till my last breath." He thought inside, hoping she could feel his concern for her.

He caressed her face with his thumb, enjoying the softness of her cheeks, as Samy shifted her head into his lap, trying to get into more comfortable position.

"Dumbo .. idiota is asking me for my password  .. doesn't even know he is my password." She murmured, pushing herself deeper into him.

A/N: Not sure if you are interested in knowing about this, but wanted to share with you. When I dreamed about this story last year, in my mind, there were only three chapters and this was the critical one .. second chapter in my mind.

If you notice carefully it has the same lines from the front page of the story. When I actually started writing the book, this ended up being the 19th chapter. I am really amazed myself, the turns the story took to get here.

Also not sure about the turns it is going to take going ahead. Although I know how it ends, am not sure how we are going to get there and how many chapters. It depends on my whacky brain and your comments and feedback.

Sorry if you feel my ranting as boring, but wanted to share with you the facts about this story. I cannot express my gratitude in words for the support and love you all have given me and for reading my books. Thank you! Cheers!

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