ARA POV
I kept my hands on his chest, and I could feel his running heartbeats, which were matching mine.
God, I don’t know about mine, but his lips are addictive, and I want to kiss him like this forever.
But then I remembered about his flight, so I broke and kissed and again struggled for breath.
“Sire, you might get late for the flight. I think we should leave.” I said, looking down. I cannot face him now.
He took a deep breath, hugged me, and nuzzled my hair.
‘Thank God I washed my hair, and it smelled good.’ I thought.
‘Is this a time to think about this?’ My mind mocks me, and I roll my eyes internally and hug him back.
God, it feels so good to be in his arms. Secure and loved. I want to stay like this till eternity, but I know it is not possible. I tightened my hold on him and said, “I am going to miss you a lot, Azar,” and nuzzled in his chest more.
“I am going to miss you, too.” I hear this in an extremely low voice. If I had not been concentrating, I would’ve missed it.
We stayed there like this for some time and broke the hug. He looked at me, and sadness was visible in our eyes.
He again took a deep breath and said, “Let us go. Let me drop you home first.”
I was about to be opposed but stopped hearing, “No, I told your sister, I will drop you home safely.” And I know now I don’t have to say anything as he will not listen, so I nod in agreement.
He took his phone from the table, and I took my bag and started walking towards the lift.
I was avoiding his eye contact, so I was looking everywhere but him.
We reached the lift and got inside. I looked up to see his face and noticed his clenched jaw and fisted knuckles.
Now, why is he angry?
Is he regretting the kiss? No-no, I don’t think so. I know he liked it, and I love it.
Let us just keep quiet, Ara; you don’t want to annoy him more than he already is.
We started walking out, and again, everyone was looking at us, but my one look was enough to tell them what to do. And they went back to their work.
Our car was waiting for us with our driver, but before the driver opened the door, he stopped him, showed him his palm, and opened the passenger door for me. I looked at him to ask why I was sitting there, but he said nothing and sat there.
He said something to the bodyguard, took their key, and sat in the driver’s seat.
He gave me a small look, and he started coming close to me. His breath was fanning on my neck, and my heartbeat was rising again. Taking the seat belt, he fastened it and went back to his position, and I took a breath of relief.
We were both quiet. He was driving, and I was looking outside. Somehow, I was bored, so I thought to break the silence and said, “Sire, I forgot to tell you I have to go to Paris after a week of our marriage.”
And I facepalm internally. God, this is the only topic I have to talk about.
“Hmmm.” He hummed but said nothing. So, I thought about changing the subject and asked,
“Sire, do you remember it was Grandfather’s birthday day after our wedding?” I asked with excitement.
He again nodded in agreement.
God, why is he not saying anything now? I am craving to hear his voice. But then I thought he was not in the mood to talk. Let us leave this topic here and stay mum.
We reached my place in fifteen minutes. Security opened the gate to see our car.
He stopped the car near the parking area.
I turned to his side to bid goodbye, smiled at him, and said, “So this is it, till we meet again?” I giggled at my words.
Finally, he smiled like a genuine smile and said, “Till we meet again.” Holding my hand, he kissed the back of my hand.
I took his hand and made the same gesture, and I went close to him and hugged him.
My action caught him off guard, but he hugged me back.
“I am going to miss you badly, my queen.” He mummer.
“And I am going to miss you 2-3-4.” Saying that, I broke the hug, smiling. I am trying to cheer him up a little.
He shakes his head and says, “Now go before I change my decision and take you along with me right now.”
Hearing this, I secure myself out quickly and close the door as fast as I can. I could see inside the car that he was laughing.
And looked beautiful.
Smiling, I ran inside the house and, hearing the car sound, guessed the car had left the house.
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SANYA POV
Sanya is on the phone with her aunt.
Sanya: “Aunty I noticed them today at his penthouse, and I could see he cared for her a lot. I cannot see them together, Aunty.” Saying that, she started shedding tears.
Aunty, do whatever is in your power, but separate them.” She said his lot’s hate in her voice.
Aunty: “Don’t worry, darling, I am trying to find out ways to separate them. Just give me some days.”
Sanya: “Time is the only thing we don’t have, Aunty. Only 14 days left for the wedding.”
Aunty: “I know, dear, but it’s not that easy to even touch her hair. Have you seen her security? If Sire gets the small hint that we are planning something like this, he will burn us alive. You don’t know his other side yet, dear. I have heard lots of stories about it. So, we need to think twice and act wisely.”