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The CEO's Contracted Wife 44
— H O O R —. . .I come downstairs while my husband is behind, busy with I don't know what. I don't even care. I catch a glimpse of Ryan and he smiles at me the moment his eyes fall on me. "Chachi!" He utters, waving his hand at me. He got ready so early in the morning. Wow! (Aunt)I went to him and gave him a hug as he was waiting for me with his arms wide open. As we part, he says, "You're so cool!" He grins at me. "And so you do, little champ!" I pinch his nose gently, unlike his Chacha (Uncle) who doesn't even let him breathe. Savage Uncle! He giggles adorably. "I came to see you. Mama said we'll be leaving late. Maybe after you catch your flight. So I got ready to come to bid you goodbye," he completes himself, standing proudly. He even spoke like a man, not like a kid. How adorable this boy is! "How thoughtful of you," I say, planting a kiss on his cheek. My lipstick isn't ruined, don't worry. "I am," he wiggles his eyebrows, complimenting himself when we hear a loud scof
The CEO's Contracted Wife 45
— H O O R —. . .My eyes could not remain open the entire flight because the flight was very long. Yes definitely. Even an idiot would know that Scotland is a long distance from India.As soon as the plane climbed into the sky, an hour later I fell asleep out of boredom. Zahir has a lot of work. He was not ready to rest even on the pretext of a honeymoon. This man did not let his laptop come off his arms even during the flight. For this man, his clients are very important and I don't blame Zahir. I myself like men who are hardworking but Zahir doesn't even take advantage of being a boss. Impressive, is he not? To be honest, I spent half an hour just staring at his screen. I had definitely understood that he was checking the ups and downs of the stock market after answering some clients but for me, this was very boring. I never liked commerce subject. Don't know how Zahir, after studying this subject, is managing a company today. Again impressive, is he not?He passed me a few gla
The CEO's Contracted Wife 46
— Z A H I R —. . . I hold Hoor’s hand as we walk ahead towards the airport. Her hand is cold and tiny, almost fitting in my hand and I feel this urge to hug her all of a sudden because of her being so small before me. She is cute, I will not lie to myself. She steals a glance at me, probably thinking about my actions and that I am holding her hand because surely my image is not very good in her eyes. Especially when I have put that contract before her.But it was necessary. It was necessary to make sure that I wouldn't remain stuck in such a sacred bond. I do not like even the idea of it. Getting married was never on my wish list which I am fulfilling as I breathe daily. I do not want to remain married for the rest of my life because, for me, this bond carries a very heavy load of responsibility that I cannot handle. I made it clear to my Dad but he thinks I am delusional and that I will never be able to handle it. Truth to be told, when you are alone, life is simple. You only ha
The CEO's Contracted Wife 47
— H O O R —. . . Phew! It was horrible and my heart was not beating finely at all. My breath was stuck in my throat and I had no idea what was going to happen when Zahir stood in front of me, unclasping the cufflinks. Though he looked somewhat hot while doing that all, I could not forget or overlook the result. Gosh! I thought he was literally going to strip off right before my virgin eyes naked! But whom was I even trusting? Zahir? A very evil husband of mine! He and his dumb jokes. However, now I am fine, taking deep breaths and scrolling down through my mobile. As we are finally away from our lovely family members, I know I cannot let go of this chance even though it is a fake honeymoon. I cannot let go of this golden chance, come on! I would love to look around the place and enjoy it. But will Zahir understand? I highly doubt it. We both know we did not want this honeymoon and he can use this excuse for keeping me locked up in this room with him. Surely I do not have anyt
The CEO's Contracted Wife 48
— H O O R —. . . I sigh, coming out of the bathroom. I enjoyed it. It was peaceful, taking all my thoughts regarding Zahir and how he teased me and enjoyed laughing at me. I change into a comfortable set of pajamas and walk out. Zahir is sitting on the couch, scrolling through his mobile. Not even for a second he can leave it, right? I walk to him and sit on another couch. Yeah, I like this distance. This way, he won’t start troubling me again. And now that he has learned that even the littlest of his tactics are powerful enough to make my face throb red, I know he won’t leave a single chance to use it on me over and over again. As soon as I sit beside him, he puts down the mobile and starts taking off the lids of the utensils filled with food. The pleasant aroma fuses into the air and I breathe deeply, palming my stomach. Yes, I was hungry. “Hope that my choice won’t offend you,” he says, while I am busy looking at the meal he has ordered. Room service was the best idea ever
The CEO's Contracted Wife 49
— H O O R —. . . I woke up as I felt soft breaths hitting my sensitive skin under the ear. I breathed softly, knowing in a moment that it was Zahir. He won’t understand, right? I know it was not intentional, I KNOW. Last night, too, I put a barrier between us to keep myself from getting into his arms but as I see, it was useless. He is once again holding me as if his life depended on my being close to him. Maybe he has an obsession with holding something while sleeping at night. That’s why he grabs me in sleep. Deciding to sleep for a few more minutes while my senses remain awake, I lay peacefully on the bed, not pushing away Zahir. It’s not like I won’t push him. I will. Just wait for a few more seconds because, in this pleasant weather outside, I’m not in the mood to get up and use all my might in swatting him away like I did last time. Zahir’s soft breaths keep caressing my skin and his hold is warm. Truth be told, his arms are more comfortable than any duvet. His warm prese
The CEO's Contracted Wife 50
— H O O R —. . . Zahir was right when he said he has visited the place before and he knows what can grab my attention here and what not. To be honest, as I won’t lie to myself, Zahir was a nice husband to me today. He showed me a few places as he did not wish to spend much time there. According to him, it was all boring but I kept a hold on him. I insisted upon seeing everything carefully, enjoying the cold weather. Zahir held my hand as we visited the place. Amid our energy and excitement, I did not pay much attention to it. I did not even realize when our hands touched and fingers weaved together. Our arms brushed and I, not even planning to, clung to his arm like a koala. Oh, not like that! Like he would have to bear my weight! It would have caused him great trouble then. Rather, you see what happens between a couple when they are together? How they are holding each other not even realizing! So the way happened to us. Zahir and I came out after having breakfast. He asked m
The CEO's Contracted Wife 51
— H O O R —. . . Fate was telling me from the beginning to never expect anything from Zahir but this time I ignored it and saw the result. I thought that Zahir was being nice to me for a moment but he dashed my hopes with one of his actions. Just a simple yet bitter act. Surely some people will murmur that Zahir cares for me but no one knows him better than me. I know very well that he was dying inside to take me out — not romantically. This pain was not being borne by him as if I was a burden. So today he expressed this by getting angry at me and scolding me for a small thing - that I did not cover my head in this cold.Why? Does he not understand that whether I wear a hat or not, I catch a cold? I am troubled by this myself but then, what is my fault in this? And he made me listen to him the entire way home as if there was no one on this earth more ignorant than me. Urgh! I bang the door shut behind me as I come out of the bathroom, wearing a set of fluffy pajamas. He stares
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