Chapter three

Breath in.

Breath out.

Breath in

Breath out....

She had to calm her beating heart. She wondered if what she was doing was actually a good way to calm her beating heart. Her palms were sweating, showing how nervous she is.

"You'll be taking care of master Saif this night" Hafsa said immediately she walked into the room.

Naima looked taken aback but then she would be lying if she didn't expect it. Her hands just remained by her side though she wanted to badly move it and clean the sweat already forming.

"You know what to do? " Hafsa threw her a stern face and then adjusted on the purple and mahogany chaise lounge. "If you mess this up for me, trust me, you know what you're coming back to meet" her voice held threat that Naima was sure she would go through with.

" Go and prepare and send Zainab in " she waved her off and continued with whatever she was doing on her phone.

"Come in" Naima heard a faint voice say from behind the door. She took another breath again before finally pushing the door open slowly.

The bright light from the room illuminated the dark passage giving it this spooky look.

Naima walked in slowly, she spotted Saif sitting on his bed pressing his phone, probably chatting.

Saif raised a brow as he stared at the girl present in his room. He knew he didn't ring for a maid so he wondered why one was in his room this late night.

"And.....what are you doing in here?"

Naima gently dropped the ointment she was carrying on the bedside table and then immediately took a step backwards.

"I was sent" she replied

"By who? " He dropped his phone as he took in her appearance. She was dressed in an all black tunic(like a kaftan) with her hair hidden in a khimar and her face covered with a niqab.

"Ma'am Hafsa"

Saif's brow corked in confusion at why his Aunt would send a maid to his room but then his face turned into one of realization, his dad told him during dinner that he would be sending a girl over to keep him company. He ran his eyes on her knowing what his father meant by keeping him company, of course he meant sleep with her.

"Here " he gestured for her to move closer to him. He noticed her frightening and nervous stance, he sighed. " Come closer" he ordered, he wanted to see her face.

She moved closer but still kept distance between her and his bed.

"Raise your head up and speak to me when I talk to " he said in a peremptory voice already getting faustrated with her behavior. 

She quickly jolted and raised her head. His eyes locked with her dark brown eyes for a milli second and his face morphed into one of recognition.

"You're the girl from the hallway"

She nodded her head slightly and then shifted uncomfortably on her foot.

"You didn't tell me your name" he added. When he noticed she wasn't going to reply him he stood up and walked towards her, before she could escape or take a step back he grabbed her arm causing her to wince slightly. 

He quickly pulled his grip away from her arm, his face morphing into a worried one.

"Are you hurt?"

She backed away from him " no I'm not" she replied for the first time.

"I'm not a child" he narrowed his eyes at her " what happened to you? "

"Nothing. It's nothing" she replied again, pulling her sleeves down. Trying to cover the arm that's already covered.

Saif ran his fingers through his curly hair in faustration. He wondered why she couldn't just be straight forward in answering his question. Why she must be stubborn when all he's doing is trying to make small talks.

"Roll up your sleeves" he ordered.

She stood still without making any attempt to obey him.

"It's an order" he growled out "I hope you know what an Al'amin order is.....you don't want to disobey it"

His stomach churned in a wierd way, he felt disgusted for using that word on her. Everyone knew what the Al'amins order is, anyone who does not obey it wouldn't see the next light of day.

She hesitated and it made him go into thinking, what kind of human/maid hesitates on an Al'amin order. But she did obey him and roll up her sleeves.

His eyes widened at the sight before him and his face morphed into one of concern. Who could have done this?

Sorry for the short update and sorry it took a long time to update. I'm trying to juggle writing and my studies but it's just not working right.

So I won't promise to update every Friday and keep on breaking that promise. But I hope I would be able to.

How do you like the story? and you can tell me what it's lacking.

Question for the chapter:

What do you think happened to Naima?