My eyes widen and I start squirming to make him leave me. He looks daggers at me and grabs my shoulder from his free hand to stop me from moving, "Stay still." He mouths, looking anxious.
I begin feeling suffocated because his hand on my mouth blocking the oxygen. Shaking my head several times, I try to give him a hint that I'm unable to breathe. He ignores my intimation, angling his neck to look outside the room as if he's looking for someone.
I don't pay attention to our intimate position because of oxygen starvation.
I use my strength, push him back a little and then move his hand away from my mouth, "Are you trying to suffocate me to death?" I breathe aloud, glowering at him.
Finally I'm able to exhale out all the air, obstructed by him.
He groans, "I told you to stay still. Someone is outside the room." My brows flew up in astonishment and it gets difficult to breathe once again.
He gives me a nod after noticing my reaction and put his
I don't want to give him my birthday gift. He's not worth it. Now I think Samara and Ashar both suit each other. They both are same; plainly rude and not ready to think other people's problems. They think their issues are most important.Just what Ashar wants me to do now to prove him my innocence? To prove him that I don't have any hidden agenda against him or his family? I'm sick of this.Regardless of my anger, I still decide to give him the present I bought because I should thank him through it about my college assignment. It will be rude and mean and I'm not like him who doesn't acknowledge others' efforts for us.I go to his study half an hour later like he said and wait for him. He takes fifteen more minutes to come back. Environment in the room begins to tense as he enters. His eyes fall onto the gift bag I'm holding."What's that?" He walks further to me.Tentatively I move it up in front of him, "It's a birthday plus thank you gift for yo
A week later, I and Aaron both enter into the mansion after coming back from college when my phone starts ringing in his pocket. I stop walking and wait to get back my phone. He put it out and checked the caller ID before passing it to me, "Its Patricia." My forehead wrinkles in confusion at the mention of her name. She has only called me few times when she needs to tell me something important. I put my phone on my ear, "Hey, how-" "Sanaya, please come here." She sounds restless. "Why? Where are you?" Aaron frowns when he sees me getting worried. "I'm at the hospital." She sniffs, "It's about mother. Please come here quickly. I'm so scared." I'm on the verge of panic attack. My eyes widen in large circles, "What's with her?" "She's not okay. We brought her to hospital." "What? Where?" "Please come, Sanaya." She keeps repeating. "Okay, wait. I'll be there." I quickly cut the ca
Few hours pass, but situation remains same. Mother's condition doesn't change. She has lost lots of blood. Doctors somehow stopped the bleeding, but they have shifted her to ICU for close monitoring.I've sent Patricia home to take some rest because that girl was continuously weeping and I was scared she would pass out so I forced her to go home and come back later.Ryan also went out for some time, said he'll be back in a while. I'm only one right now at the hospital, staying near mother. I'm not willing to go back to mansion at least not tonight. I can't just sleep in peace when here mother is fighting for her life."Hey."I hear the familiar voice. I raise my head up and see Ashar is standing there.Astoundingly, I stand up on my feet and face him. I press my lips together."How's your mother?"I look away from his eyes, shaking my head slowly, "Not good.""I'm sorry." He says slowly.I look at him,
Tessa broke up with me." Ryan says.We are sitting in the hospital's cafeteria after finishing our snacks just to chatter about our lives. I'm planning to spend the night here and then go to the foster home to get some rest and Ryan has decided to accompany me. I don't mind. I want to talk to him because it has been almost a year we last saw each other."Wait, what?" I question in astonishment."Yeah, she left me. She said she needs some time to sort out her feelings." He shrugs, trying to hide his sadness."What kind of reason is that?" I wrinkle my nose in confusion, "Did you do something?"Ryan looks more mature and manlier than before. He has warm brown hair, craggy, fair skin and grey eyes. His grey eyes have light bluish flecks, looks ice blue in the sunlight. I've seen Ryan growing up. I have observed how he transformed from a skinny, teenage boy to a full-grown man. It was tempting at that time when I started looking at him as a man. Even o
I tuck the lock of my hair behind my ear in uneasiness and steal a glimpse of him. He is already looking at me."Thank you so much, sir for the endowment. People like you think of these children is really helpful." Emma says in courteous manner."Oh, it's no problem. Maybe I'll be a benefactor here." Ashar turns his head to look at the children who are running around and playing, "The environment is nice and pleasant here."I'm impressed by the fact that he has a heart for these orphans. If every wealthy person starts thinking about the needy and helpless people, then no one would be deprived of basic necessities for living. Orphanages need lots of money for raising these children and fulfilling their basic needs like food, clothes, schooling..."Hey, I'm Lucy." Another volunteer comes forward and greets him, "I've heard about you from the administration. It's good to see you."Ashar shakes his hand with hers, "Thank you."I'm feeling awkwar
I sit on the passenger seat of Ashar's car. Resting my head on the seat, I gaze at the road traffic through my side of window as he starts the car."You shouldn't have come here." I say."Why?"I look at him, "Ryan has already seen you. These people are like a family to me. It's not easy to pretend or lie to them.""Why are you scared? Is it because they have never seen you with a guy before?" He gives me a brief glance.I widen my eyes, "You're talking nonsense.""You're avoiding the question." He smirks."That's not my point, Ashar." I sit upright, "I'm too stressed out to argue with you. Just tell me why are you doing all this when in our every conversation you showed your strong resentment for me? Why are you donating money to my foster home? Why are you here and bothering yourself for my problem?"I want to know why he's doing all this. He should be in his office or doing his work, but he's here with me.
I move my watery eyes and notice Ashar is still there. He is talking with someone on his phone. When his eyes catch me, he gets staggered. He put his phone down and runs to me.He examines my face, "What happened?""Not now, Ashar." I warn, wiping some of the water from my face, "I'm really not in mood. Leave me alone."I turn around and start walking away, but he comes forward and blocks my way, "Sanaya, I can't leave you crying. Please tell me what's wrong."My nostrils dilate. He doesn't understand my simple words, "I don't want to see your face, Ashar. Didn't you get me before?" I yell.For some reason, I feel a flood of tears rising in me and then they begin stream down my face. I'm tired. I'm sick of living this way. I want to be happy too."Get lost." I shout out my frustrations at him, "Get out of my life. I don't want to see you. Why my life is full of unfortunate events?""Please calm down." He gets worried. He lessens the s
I blink my eyes open, look around. Chilly feeling and car's room replay the last scenario. I immediately rise, settle my hair and come out of the car. When I drifted to sleep, it was day time and now it's night. I search for Ashar through my eyes. Five minutes later, I see him talking on his phone and coming towards his car. He stops when he sees me. I don't know what he did during the time I was sleeping in his car. He didn't even wake me up. However, sleep helped me. My headache is gone and I restore my strength also. I'm feeling better. "You woke up." He says when he comes to me. "Yes." I get nervous. "How are you feeling now?" "Better. You should've woken me up. I slept long." "No problem. You looked peaceful." Did he see me sleeping? Now I'm embarrassed. "You would've a hard time because of me." He shakes his head, "No. I've another car. I called my driver. I went to meet some people, you know offic