Aliah's POV

It's been 2 weeks since we both agreed on getting married but things between Harris and I were weird and awkward.

Harris was mostly working all day and when he got home, he locked himself up in his office.

The colleagues were surprised when they found out that we were getting 'married'. Some of them weren't all too happy, a Muslim girl that is engaged with the boss, I mean who would?

We kept the act up and arrived at work together every single day while holding hands. That was the only physical contact I had with him, I promise.

"I've send you the files." I said when I entered Harris' office.

He looked stressed and something about him was off.

"Thanks." he said without making any eye contact.

I think it's the whole marriage thing, he was probably thinking about Flora.

I left and closed the door behind me.

Harris wasn't the only one who was stressed, I was stressed too and him acting this way made it more stressful.

I sighed heavily and sat down. It was one of those day were I was counting down the working hours. I just want this day to be over.

"Hey Aliah, is Harris in his office?" A male voice asked.

I looked up and saw that the handsome bodyguard stood in front of me.

Everytime I saw him I felt insecure. Maybe because he was just too nice and handsome. Omg, I'm not falling for him am I? I don't even know him..

"What you need handsome?" I said in a joky way. It was 2 seconds later I realised that I called him handsome.. out loud.

He chuckled, "yes, I need to talk to the big boss", he said.

"Right euhm, yeah he's in.." I said as I stood up but tripped over the cable of my computer. He grabbed my arm before I face planted on the ground.

At that moment Harris walked outside and saw that Zain was grabbing my arm.

"Hey, don't touch her." Harris shouted.

"No, it's fine I fell and.." I said but Zain interrupted me and let go of my arm. "Harris, sorry euhm, can I talk to you?" Zain asked.

"Sure, but next time keep your hands off my fiancée." I immediately dead stared him but he didn't even bother to look at me.

Zain just saved my face from getting ruined and all Harris cared about was our physical contact?

"Of course boss, not gonna happen again", Zain said.

You have no idea how much I wanted to defend Zain, but it will only get him in more trouble.

"We will talk later." Harris said when he finally made eye contact with me. I was almost worried that he was afraid to look at me.

Zain then walked into Harris' office and the 'boss' himself walked in after him.

"Yes we will" I whispered back to a closed door.

I leaned back and thought about what I did to deserve a jackass fiancé and a handsome off limits dude.

...

As usual I waited for Harris to finish work so we could go home together as any other normal couple but now I've decided to wait downstairs and chat with Zain while waiting on Harris. Nothing wrong with that right?

"Hey again!" I waved when I arrived at were Zain was standing.

"Oh hey, I don't wanna get in any trouble so maybe it's better for you and me if we don't talk during work hours." Zain said when he noticed me. I felt so little when he said that.

"No it's fine." I said. I don't know if he just doesn't want to talk to me or he was scared for what Harris was going to say. He was still working in the same company as me, nothing wrong with talking to colleagues right?

"I think your fiancé doesn't agree with you on that one", He responded and added "excuse me" and left.

What did Harris say to him?

..

"So what did Zain want?", I asked when we were driving home.

"Nothing.." He responded.

"Okay enough, what the hell is wrong with you?" That's it, I'm so over him. We always had days where we get along pretty good and than we had days were we could kill eachother.

"Aliah," he said in a calming way, "do you wanna walk again?"

I seriously was considering it.

"Fine, but your behaviour towards Zain earlier was totally unnecessary. He caught me and you were going all crazy because he touched me?" I said annoyed.

"I was just keeping the act up, I don't care if a guy touches you but I need everyone to really believe we are in love, or else my mom will figure out what we are doing." he responded.

"Okay, because I think I like Zain."

"And you can be with him as soon as we get divorced in about a year, now can we go back to being silent?" He somehow was angry, it was like he was jealous.

He doesn't even look at me, why the hell would he be jealous, right?

Our wedding was planned in 2 weeks and the nikkah was 2 days before the big day. It was just going to be a small party in Harris' loft. I was relieved that we weren't going to get married in a church, thank God Harris isn't religious at all.

Also my birthday was coming up, not that I celebrate it.. It was a day when I only thought about my parents and if they would be proud of the woman I've became.

It was in 3 days and I just hoped that Harris didn't knew that. It's not like we're on good terms right now.

After sitting alone and watching some tv, I thought that it was about time that Harris and I talked like adults. He was hidding in his office again but it was time that we went back to being friends like before we got engaged.

"Aliah what are you doing?" Harris asked after I entered the office without bothering to knock.

I sat down without saying anything, I just stared at him.

"Aliah?!" He shouted and very nearly made me jump out of my skin.

"Gosh take it easy, just felt alone in your ginormous flat." I replied.

"Are you scared or what are you saying?" Harris asked taking his glasses off and placing them on the desk.

"Sort of, but anyway what's wrong with you? Does this agreement remind you of Flora?" I was really scared to ask him that question, what if he snapped at me again.

"Not your business, can you leave?" He asked putting his glasses back on.

He was hurt and maybe he needed some space, so I did what he wanted.

"Wait!" he quickly said, he stood up kicking his chair slowly away behind him. He walked towards me and stood in front of me. It's been a long time since he was this close to me.

He stroke my arm with his hand and he followed his action carefully with his eyes.

"What are you doing?" I asked, pushing his hand away.

He raised his both hands in the air as defense and tucked them away in his jeanspockets afterwards.

"I have a question before you leave." He smirked. He was going to ask something stupid, I could feel it.

I crossed my arms and waited for his question.

"If we're married, you can take your headscarf off right? I mean we are married then." he said taking another step forward.

Suddenly he grabbed my waist with his hands pulling me towards his body. He stared into my eyes holding me with a huge strength I could never compete with.

It was at that moment I smelled a faint smell of alcohol on his breath.

He was drunk.

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~Edited by R3Hijabi ~