ZOYA'S POV:

Mr. Khan kept on staring at me with red eyes.

"Mr. Zayn...should I take the files back?" I asked.

He slowly rubbed the bridge of his nose, rolled his eyes, and looked down at his wrist to check the time on his watch.

"Ms. Zoya Ali... Lunchtime is over and now get inside my car." He ordered.

"But Sir...I came along with Armaan..." He didn't let me finish my words.

"Armaan....?" He was fuming with anger. And it shows how prideful and arrogant he is!!

He looked at him and then walked towards his car. He stopped in between after taking a few steps only to say,

"You have just five minutes, get the files, and get inside the car."

I nodded and rushed to get the files.

"Mr. Reid was still there in his seat.

"Excuse me, Sir, need to take the files," I said softly with a smile.

"Yaa, sure." He replied.

"But where is Mr. Khan." He asked while his eyes were searching him all around the cafe.

"Extremely sorry Sir, but due to some unavoidable circumstance, he has to leave. He will surely catch up with you once he's a bit free." I excused.

"Yaa...I understand. He seems to be a little tense about something." He asserted.

"Sorry for the inconvenience." I apologized.

"No. No... it's completely fine. He is a busy man." He said.

"Thank you, Sir." I replied with a smile.

I slowly gathered all the files and walked back to Mr. Khan's car.

The driver came out to open the door of the rear seat.
But before I can sit, Mr. Khan opened the door of the back seat....and that was more than enough for me to understand what next I was supposed to do.

I slowly bend myself and kept all the files inside beside Mr. Khan. And without even looking at him, moved out to shut the car's door back.

I turned back to see Armaan standing with the helmet and staring at me.

I walked down to him...

"Armaan...I'm really sorry. But I need to go along with Mr. Khan."

"Yaa...I understand. It's absolutely fine. No problem. Will catch you up later. And one thing, I wanna tell you..."

"Hmm...tell me," I asked

"Thank you." He said.

"Thank you? Why??" I inquired.

"For the ice cream date, of course. But I wish it to continue for some more time. I said sadly.

"Hmm...true. But I have a solution." I smiled.

The car's horn

We both turned back.

I rushed towards the car because I knew Mr. Khan was boiling with anger.

"Solution? What?" He screamed.

"Next time... let's make it a lunch date."

I gave a smile at him and hurriedly sat inside the car's rear seat beside the driver.

The driver pressed the start button but immediately a sound drew our attention.

It was the sound of opening the door.

Mr. Khan came out of the car and opened the driver's seat's door and asked the driver to move out.

He immediately took the driver's seat and pulled the gear up and the car began to roll.

"God!! What's wrong with him. Why he is so weird!!" I mumbled.

"You said something." He asked without looking at me, focussing straight on the road.

"No". I replied.

"You called me weird, right?" He asked.

I turned my face to him. And with a taunting smile, I said.....

"No".

"Do you think I m deaf?" He questioned.

"How I wish to...!!" I muttered.

I kept my eyes fixed on the side window.

"Get one thing, very clear Ms. Zoya Ali, I can blacklist you just within a few seconds and your career can end within minutes."

"I care a damn...Mr. Khan. I challenged."

Immediately, he clasped on the brake.
And the car stopped with a jerk.

"Get out!!" He muttered.

"Sorry!!" I looked at him in confusion.

"Get out of my car." He roared.

I took my handbag and without giving a second thought opened the door to move out.

He immediately speed up the car and left me alone on the road.

"Idiot.God, how much I hate this man!!"

I started walking slowly without getting a clear picture of what just happened to me.

It was hardly ten minutes when two bikers stopped their vehicle and said,

"Hey...where's going??"

"We can drop you." They commented.

"No....thank you." I avoided them.

I took some more fast steps. But another bike crossed my path out of nowhere.
I immediately moved aside to walk out.
To be honest, I was scared. It was around 4, and there was no one on the street except these bikers and me.

Zoya....who are they?" The biker questioned.

I turned to look at him.

He pulled his helmet out.

It was Armaan. And that's the best thing that can happen to me at that particular moment.

I immediately got on his bike and placed my hands tightly on his shoulder.

"Thank you, Armaan," I whispered.

"Are you okay?" He stooped a little to check the other bikers

"Armaan...please ride." I requested.

He nodded and speed up his bike.

A fearful tear rolled down my cheeks.

"Thank you...Allah. If Armaan hadn't been here...." a sign left my mouth.

"Zoya!! Is everything fine??" He asked worryingly.

"Hmm..." I uttered slowly with tearful eyes.

He immediately settled his looking glass to check up on me and my eyes too fall on the glass at the same time.

I remove my eyes immediately. And he stopped the bike with a jerk.

He opened his helmet only to ask me...

"Where do you live?"

"Why?" I questioned.

"Because I have to drop you home, damn it". He yelled.

"But...Armaan, it's office hours.." I explained.

"Shut up. You are going to your home with me. Your office is over for the day." He barked.

"But, Mr. Khan?" I asked.

"Tell me something, do you really want this job?" He asked.

"Actually yes. I always wanted to be an author and Huma Publication is a dream job for me. It's one of the best in the market. It will help me to grow in my career and moreover, I have another strong reason for the time being." I explained.

"Fine...As you wish." He retorted.

"But it's high time, that Zayn should understand too that he just can't do whatever he wishes to...." He asserted.

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