(Mafia Series#2) [Previously known as "Sold to be His"]
He advanced towards me and grabbed my arm painfully. I hissed under his hold and tried to pull my arm away from him but all in vain.
"Who are you?" I asked, sacredly.
He squeezed my arm which...
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||Izzah POV||
"You are blushing, Dr. Izzah!" The nurse who was standing beside me, said me.
I was drinking water but stopped when I heard her and quickly glanced at the mirror on my right. My cheeks were red like a tomato and I knew very well that color was etched on my face since that big fool... kissed me.
Thinking about that kiss, I felt myself getting heat up and my face turning red. Thank God he left his room quickly when we pulled away or else I would have dug my own grave there and buried myself in his room.
After that steamy kiss which was leading further away but due to my sneeze at the wrong time... or should I say at the correct time, we were saved.
I was so thankful that we didn't come in contact with each other after that but to avoid him, I had to slip my breakfast, sadly. But the guard with me was good and I liked him now because he bought breakfast for me on the way to hospital.
May Allah bless him more!
My stupid brain again replayed that kiss scene making me heart to flatter. Luckily, the ringing of my phone interrupted my embarrassing thoughts. I pulled my phone out of my lab coat and saw Zayaan's name. I walked away from where I was standing and answered the call.
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"Are you at hospital?" His voice reached my ear without greeting as I put the phone on my ear.
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"Yes," I answered him, confusingly because he never called me and specially at my duty hours.
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"I am bringing my wife for checkup and I want you to do it. Without any question you have to do it," He ordered and demanded me.
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"Congrats on your wedding. And what happened to her?" I asked him.
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"She is.. expecting and I only want you to check her. And don't ask her any irrelevant question," There was strictness in his voice.
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Before I told him the best gynecologist of this hospital, he hung up the phone. I stared at the phone and shook my head at his arrogance.
Three hours later, I received a message from Zayaan informing me that he was here with his wife.
I went to my cabin with the file of one of my patients and sat on my chair. I read it while waiting for them. I looked up at the door when it opened without knocking and saw Zayaan entering with his wife.
