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13|of heart flutters and aches










She looks at the video of cats on YouTube while painting her nails. She pursed her lips when she couldn't apply it properly on her right hand.

"Let's go". She heard her husband say as he stands in front of her

She frowns, raising her head to look at him, "Go where?"

He shows her the key to his car, "You wanted to learn how to drive. So, so I will teach you".

"Don't you have work?" She asked because it was just past eleven and he should be in the office like usual

He shrugged, "I am the owner".

"The perk". She said rolling her eyes

"You have them too".

"What?"

"You have the perk of being the owner's wife".

"What might that be?"

He bends a little towards her and her breathing hitched, "Anything and everything you want will be yours".

She nodded as he leaned back, "I have to color my nails before that. I have a photoshoot for your magazine tomorrow".

"So, what seems to be the problem?"

"The problem is I am right-handed. When I try to apply from my left hand on my right hand, it becomes messy". She grumbles

He raises an eyebrow at her grumbling. More so at his reaction to finding it endearing.

He takes the nail polish from her hand sitting in front of her as he takes her hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Applying nail polish". He takes a new coat as he narrows his eyes in concentration

"Do you even know how?" She bites her lips to hide the smile that was trying to form on her lips

"I have a mother and a sister, love. Of course, I know".

There goes her heart again.

She took a deep breath looking at his features as he carefully applied the nail polish. She doesn't even care if he messes it up. She will still like it.

"Why are you watching cat videos?"

"I always wanted to have one. And these videos are the only good thing in the world that makes me happy".

"I don't make you happy?"

No. You make me feel so much more. Were the exact words she wanted to say yet she didn't.

He closes the container of nail polish after he was done standing and stretching which made his muscles bulge and she couldn't even look away. She remembers yesterday when he saved her from that driver, reporters, and all the crowd.

It was a mess.

He once said he doesn't want any stress or anything as such from her. Yet, he left the house as soon as she called, driving to her, pushing the crowd, stationing his guards all around her, threatening reporters, the crowd, and everyone who even thought of hurting her.

Even his family participated to make sure it wasn't turned into a story about spoiled model harassing and breaking laws.

And, the way he held her. Spoke to her. His tone, and his touch were still lingering on her. The only reason she didn't panic or overthink anything was that he was there. Right with her.

Not just that. When they were in a car, he kept holding her hand, and the way he squeezes it every other minute told her that he was preventing her from chewing her skin like she usually did.

Once they were home, he kept her with her. He let her enter his office which he never let anyone enter in. He sat with her on the couch keeping her near while he dealt with the whole situation.

Then, he took her to eat the food his mother sent. Once he was sure she was going to be ok is when he let her go.

He forwards his hand to her, "Come on, love".

She smiles placing her hand in his hand as they exit the apartment to go to his private elevator and down to his parking.

She looks in awe at the range of cars he has. She is always that way when she sees his cars.

"Go on". He said softly as he leans on the pillar, "Pick the one you want to try".

Her eyes widen, "What? We are training in these expensive cars".

"Yes". He said flatly

"No way. Do you have any idea what I did to that man's car? He said I shouldn't be learning driving because I am-"

He close the distance between them so quickly that she might just have blinked once and suddenly he was cradling her face in his hands pulling it closer to him and his eye darkening.

"I promise every single word he said to you, he will pay as a matter of fact he is already paying for it even when you refuse to tell me exactly what he said to you last night. I will make him confess to them and then make him pay for them". He gazes at her as his eyes soften ever so slightly that she didn't even think it was possible, "Whatever he said to you is bullshit. Don't believe a word he said to you. We will prove him wrong".

We. He said we. She could have sworn she was fawning over her at that moment.

"Ok, baby?" He said as his thumb rubs on her cheeks she nodded as he move forward placing a kiss on her forehead

Oh my gosh. She was fangirling now. She was losing it. Everything along with her heart.

He takes her hand taking her to the car she first saw and loved it. He opens the door for her as she sits inside and he sits on his seat.

After a few instructions that he conveyed very gently and letting her feel the car. She knew this is the most expensive car he own. She does one thing and she might have to sell her soul.

"Baby?" He called as she breaks out of her thoughts, "Let's try driving now".

"What if I did something wrong?"

"I am here. Don't worry".

She took a deep breath nodding as he clench her hands around the wheel. She starts to slowly drive out, putting a break at every second yet he didn't once utter a word. She was forgetting all the things he told her about and instructions to use the gadgets.

They left the compound and finally arrive at the street.

She starts to feel a little confident as she tries to break out of her nervousness.

"You are doing good".

As soon as he said that, a car zoomed toward them and she panicked. He immediately turned the wheel and the car crashed right into a wall.

She opens her eyes and it took a moment to see that he had one of his hands on her to push her back and not let the impact of the crash affect her.

She turns to look at him and he opens his belt turning to her as he looks at her everywhere for an injury.

"Are you hurt? Does anything hurt?" And he countless questions yet she kept looking at him, "Baby, speak to me please".

Swoon.

She nodded, "I am fine". Then she looked at the car and the whole front part was destroyed, "I damaged your car".

She looks at him as he spoke, "You can damage a few more if you want. You can damage as many cars as you want to learn to drive. I have enough cars that I own. But". Then he looks at her, "You will not hurt yourself while driving. If I can't trust you to be able to drive safely, I am not letting you out of sight and protection".

She nodded.

"How am I going to pay?" She said as she exits the car looking at it

"You won't".

"Are you serious? This car will cost maybe more than my soul".

"Then sell your soul to me".

"What?"

"I said what I said, baby". He said taking a few steps towards her, "Sell your soul to me. To me it's worth more than some sports car".

"That was your favorite one".

"And yours".

"I destroyed it".

"I will buy a new one so you can destroy it again".

"You are impossible".

"Thank you". He said as he nodded to his guard and then takes her hand walking back to their compound

"Why are we walking?"

"Because I want to spend more time with you".

She smiles as she nodded looking around the place. The garden in front of these expensive compounds is exact as one thought. Beautiful. There were so many beautiful roses.

She halted.

She tried to take her hand out of his hand but he didn't let go instead frowned at her beaming face.

"What?"

"I want to go see those roses". She said looking at them, "Let go".

He frowns looking at their hand then sighs leaving her hand. She smiles at him walking past him to the roses. She bends down beaming at the different colors.

She felt his presence beside her as she said, "They are so beautiful".

"Yes. It's beautiful". He mumbles and she looks at him to find him looking at her

She was blushing. She was sure her face would betray her so she quickly looked back at the roses. She looks at the time on her watch.

"We are late". She said standing a little too quick and his arms immediately move to her in case she loses balance

"Late for what?"

"Didn't you have a meeting with some clients? I heard your call this morning".

His face was blank as he thought about it. Then he frowns as he remembers. Finally, he looks at her.

"Go on". She said smiling when she saw how he was hesitating, "You will find me meditating in our home in the end".

"Always?"

"What?"

"Say it. Always".

"Always? Happy".

He kissed her forehead quickly, his ears turning red, "See you at home".

Then he was gone. Just like that the bubble she was in went too. She sighs. His guards took her back to their compound as she started to prepare for the shoot tomorrow. She wants to give her best for him. He protected her just as she wanted. And, this was the only way to repay him.

The next day, she was out of the house before he was awake. Her manager said that they need to discuss a few things before they enter into the world that consists of the most powerful people. She believes this talk should have happened before she got married, not now.

Anyways, her manager brought her a salad as they sat in the cafe looking over the catalog.

"You read the contract right?" She asked, "You know that there are few things that are something I don't tolerate".

"We have to be flexible, Aairi or we will be smashed and forgotten".

She shrugged, "Doesn't matter. What I said to every other company applies to this one too".

"Alright. Just sign over here". Her manager said and she nodded signing the final deal, "His manager wants to have a one-on-one meeting with you too".

"For what?"

"He said he wants to discuss how the project will go".

She heard her phone ringing to find his name flashing over it. Her manager excuses herself to prepare a car for her as she picks up the call.

"Where are you?" He asked as soon as she answered and he looks like he is frowning, again

"I left early".

"Where? You could have woken me up".

"To meet my manager. And why will I bother you?"

"You don't bother me. Next time, just at least shake me and let me know. Or I might just come with you. It's too early even for me to work".

"Is that so?" She teases with a smile, "Don't worry. I am just heading to your office. I will see you there, ok?"

"Did you eat?"

"Yes, a salad".

"Good. I will bring some snacks for later".

Then he cut the call.

She enters his building as the silence follows her. Everyone stayed glued to their place looking at her with so many different emotions which can be described as hate to love. Some admire. Some envy. Some awe.

His manager opens the meeting room as she enters inside and he follows.

She was about to speak when his manager spoke, "I know you are a fake wife of my boss which means that you hold no power over me or anyone here. Do you understand that?"

She was flabbergasted, "What?"

"Don't be delusional. This marriage is fake and only there for mutual benefits as stated in the papers you signed. This means that you can't cut on your working hours, take breaks, or anything else just because my boss's name is attached to yours".

She didn't even know what to say.

"This reminds me that this shoot is with two models. I will introduce the one who is here". His manager said as he pointed to the door that opens her breathing hitched looking at Mahira standing there, "She will be working on all our projects".

This has to be a joke. She had never once worked with this woman. Even when they crossed paths, this woman tried everything to put her down. Even publish some explicit pictures that were edited but are still on the internet and she remembers the days of misery after that. The pool pictures were also paid for by her. She just doesn't have proof of that, yet.

She storms out of the room to the top level that rarely anyone has access to but his guards let her in. She banged the door to his office open.

"Baby?" He asked as he stood from his seat walking closer to her, "What's wrong?"

"You knew?" She asked as she tries to control the tears that were trying to spill

She really thought he could be hers. She should have known better.

"Knew what?"

"Mahira Farook". She snapped, "Did you sign with her after me?"

He frowns, "Yes, I-".

She stumbles back at his declaration. They signed her on purpose. They knew they were rivals. They knew.

Her husband, no, her fake husband knew.

She was the dumb one.

Her. Again.

He raises his hand to her and she flinches away. 

She saw the hurt flash through his eyes. She never flinched from his touches for a long time. She never even thought that his closeness could harm her. Yet, now she was not sure.

"Don't touch me". She can't even say that she wanted to say 'please don't hurt me' because he already did

He broke her heart again. And she wasn't sure if she would be able to mend it again.

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