Zara was sent for me from the heavens itself, no one and I mean no one can ever take her away from me. She has been caged by me in the way I am caged by her, she might not realise it yet but we are meant to be in every goddamn situation.
Abhullah Bi...
It's been a week since I have been discharged but I don't know why Abdullah is still treating me as if I haven't healed and even though everyone that knows me has tried to convince him to at least let me get down the best he is reluctant. I am not even allowed to work for more than 3 hours, LIKE SERIOUSLY!! I do understand his concern but it's nothing new to me, honestly, I have dealt with accidents serious than this. UGH!!
Sitting in my bed thinking of all the ways I could've spent my weekend and that too here in Middle East. Why am I bound to listen to him? I mean I did listen to him this whole long week, I deserve a slip off. I immediately get dressed and contact few people rather friends to join in and they agree real easily.
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(consider this dress as her outfit)
As I move out I am stopped by the watchman because he was instructed but with some persuasion he agrees to let me go. huff!!
15-20 MINUTES LATER
I enter the club with my friends and it's top notch full, people are dancing, the dj knows his job well, it's perfect. I don't intend on drinking at all I am here just to dance my heart out and without wasting time I hit the dance floor.
Abdullah's POV
*RING* *RING* *RING*
"WHAT THE FUCK!! ITS 2 IN THE MORNING AND PRAY THAT THE REASON YOU CALLED ME FOR IS GOOD ENOUGH" I scream
"Is-sir actually Miss Zara has gone out an-"
"Out! What do you mean, where at this hour"
" Sir we don't know yet though people are on it "
I immediately get off my bed and rush downstairs in the lawn, all men are on work trying to find Rohi. Thankfully the watchman saw her leaving so we know she isn't in danger.
"SIR, we traced her down, sh-she is in a club"
"CLUB?" I ask dumb-folded, she just got out of the hospital, isn't even healed and what topped her priority list was going to a club? What the actual Hell. I ask the address and immediately rush there.
As I enter the club it became difficult to breathe it is so full. I scan the place from a distance trying to find Zara only to see her on the dance floor encircled with men, though nobody is touching her but the way she is dancing, her moves and that black little dress complimenting her curves is not helping. I can feel the men near her eye raping my woman. I immediately cross the room and pull out my gun. *GUNSHOT* *GUNSHOT* *GUNSHOT* GUNSHOT* *GUNSHOT* I didn't kill them just injured them and I feel Zara passing me death stare. How am I in trouble when she was the one to run away to a freaking club without informing? I immediately hold her hand and make way out. As soon as we are out I stop and try to look at her with anger and wait for her explanation she starts,
"I was bored, you wouldn't let me even get up and..."
" you know it is for you, you are still injured rohi" I cut her off
"I know but you need to understand that I am okay, you can't be this protective" she said while her hands cupped my face. That was it, my frustration vanished.
"okay, let's get you home my troublemaker "
In Car
"You know injuring them wasn't necessary " she says,
"yes I know but you looking this gorgeous and dancing in front of them wasn't helpful either" I comment and suddenly I feel her getting up from the passenger seat and near my ear, with one hand cupping my face she whispers
"if you drive fast maybe you will be in luck of a personal lap dance" Fuck, the shivers this statement sent.
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