The same stinging pain which tells you go back to sleep, why are you even waking up? Hits my nerves and I feel the hands squirming at how painful and annoying it is.
I squeeze my eyes shut before gently trying my best to open them. I force myself to part them even though I don't know why I am being so eager to open my damn eyes.
Maybe because of the loud yells and speeches being yelled just few steps away from me.
"No Zoe! It was not like that, I opened the door with a loud kick, which startled that Max and he was so scared that I am sure he peed in his pants, when he saw my angry police manic face and CBI type of glare I was giving him, he was actually trembling" I hear Zach elaborating in his loud enthusiastic voice which has lots of proudness hidden.
And thats when it hits me what actually happened.
I killed a human.
I could have thrown the gun, but I held it tight and it pierced through his body, how can I even kill a innocent human who was just being emotional over his sister's death which he didn't want to accept.
I had a chance to delay and to not kill him till the police arrives, but I wanted to pull the trigger before he pulls it on me.
Why did I do that?
Will they put me in jail if I open my eyes? No No I don't want to go to jail, I just got married, I did not even look at my husband's shirtless body. I won't be going to jail.
There should be some excuse for newly married women.
What if there is no excuse? No no there should be some excuse or I am not opening my eyes.
"Ziah?" oh my goodness, no no no not this voice.
The gentle soft voice of my husband reaches my ears, and even with closed eyes I can feel the light but I do not open my eyes.
I want to stay with him, and if I open my eyes they will throw me in that ugly home call prison.
"Goodness Ziah" he mutters under his breathe as if he knew what I am doing, but soon two large hands cup my face "open your eyes baby" his warn breathe hits my face and the way he whispers only sends tingle down my stomach.
How does he always read my mind? Did Allah give him some extra superstitious power that he is hiding from me.
"Ziah, please sweetheart open your eyes" I mentally slap my forehead really hard, when I shake my head at him.
You should be acting dead for godsake!
A sigh leaves his lips before I feel the heat of his face disappearing as if he moved away and soon the hands that were cupping my cheeks leaves my face and I so want to scream at him to come back and hold me again.
Is he angry?
"Yeah! Thats how it happened! And Oh you should have seen the way I grabbed him by his tie and threw him on the groundâ" I hear Zach speaking but some foreign voice interrupts "He was not wearing tie Zach" the voice comes out so annoyed and bored as if he is tired of this shit.
"In the trauma of Mateo being behind everything, And how he fooled you when you are an 'investigator' I am sure you did not see his outfit which I did, you know cause I was not in any trauma like someone else because no one betrayed me" Zach replies in tone that radiates only mocking but before the other person could snap back at him, Ziyan speaks.
"Can you all please go have this heated conversation outside?" Ziyan questions in such a firm bossy tone that it does not give 'No' a reason to walk in this chat.
"Yeahâyes" Alia quickly replies and I can tell other are nodding their head.
"Is Ziah awake?" Zach questions curiously and after a pause Ziyan replies "she will wake up soon, when she does I'll call you all, till then eat something you guys did not have your lunch soâ"
"It's okay, you don't have to give us treat, we will eat whatever we find a bread or milk on our way, you don't worry boss" Zach dramatically tells "Mr Zach, I am sure your monthly pay can take you thrice a month to a Five star hotel, so you don't have to tell that you will grab bread for lunch" I can imagine Ziyan rolling his eyes at my over dramatic friend, his tone tells how his face must be looking.
"We will take our leave boss" before Ziyan could open how much this miser earns he leaves the place with everyone interrupting Ziyan quickly.
My heart thumps against my chest when I hear the door being clicked closed, why is he locking the door? And again I hear few voice of things being taken and kept.
And I am so curious that even my finger wants to stretch open my eyes wide.
Licking my dry lips, I ever so discreetly part my eyes only to gasp mentally when I see Ziyan's mature, buildup, toned, broad, amazingly hot Astaghfirullah back.
I quickly close my eyes when I see him wearing his clothes so casually.
I was harassing him with my eyes without my knowledge.
Shaking my head at how bad I am, I again try to act dead.
The foot steps get closer, before the Man who has such build up back sits beside me.
"Ziah, what happened? What are you thinking? Why are you not opening your eyes?" His gentle voice reaches my ears, but I press my lips together.
Replying him in my mind, because they will take me away from you for being a murderer.
An audible sigh escapes his lips before he pushes away the duvet that is giving me some support by hugging me, but I feel Ziyan laying down beside me.
"I missed you" he whispers over my lips and the urge to cup his cheeks and repeat the same words is so high but because of the unknown fear I keep my mouth shut. Tears are building up in the back of my eyeballs I feel so vulnerable, I miss him too! I want to scream that out, but I don't.
His warm hand cups my jaw as he gently traces his thumb on my jawline before tracing it on my lower lip.
"I miss your kisses" he mumbles over my lips are nose brushing against each other that it is driving me insanely crazy. He snuggles his noses in my cheekbone before again whispering things which is drumming my heart beat.
"I miss your hugs" he again whispers making it very hard for me to control myself.
"I love you baby" and that breaks all the stupid thoughts inside me and an ugly sob leaves my lips and I quickly wrap my arms around him pulling him into a bone crushing hug.
"I am sorry" I cry out an apology, myself not knowing for what I am apologising for.
"Shh, calm down" his gentle voice is enough to calm all my brain cells, he pulls back a little only to tilt his head and press his soft pair of lips against mine.
He gives me a gentle kiss that tells me only one thing 'Oh Ziah darling calm down, your Ziyan with you'â why is he so lovely?
His thumb swipes away the tears that are leaking from the corner of my eyes as he gently kisses me.
Only in few seconds he parts away to stare into my dead eyes, his own eyes glistening with tears but he does not cry.
I am the cry baby here.
"Come on, drink something or you will faint again because of dehydration" he gives me a gentle smile, before making me sit.
Wrapping his veiny muscular arms around my shoulder he pulls me into his chest.
He grabs a water bottle near by and quickly opens it, he brings it near my lips.
Tilting it upwards the water touches my dry lips and I automatically part my lips to let the cool liquid touch my tongue.
I close my eyes as I gulp down the water, oh my god I feel like wetting my throat after years.
"Slow down, you'll choke if you gulp so fast" Ziyan calmly and I nod breathing heavily, since my breathe has become uneven because of drinking like a desperate.
His warm hand rubs my arm up and down in a way to calm me down.
I wipe my chin with the back of my hand and when I feel water on the back of my hand without thinking twice I quickly wipe it over Ziyan's shirt, who raises his eyebrow at my action.
Lowering my gaze at how unhygienic things I am doing I wrap my arms around his waist to hug him tightly.
"Come here, I want to hug you to the fullest" he pats his lap, and I quickly sit over his lap while facing him, laying down he pulls me with him and I feel so comfortable in this position that I snuggles in the crook of his neck.
"Ziyan?" I call for him in a whisper since he is way to close "hmm?" He hums asking me to continue "How many years to prison a women in charge of murder?" Sniffing I quietly question.
He does not reply for a second, but I feel his finger tips slowly sliding inside my long t-shirt which has ridden up.
His cold finger tips comes in contact with my burning skin, and without thinking how my heart is literally giving up he gently caresses my skin.
"Why are you asking this sweetheart?" He finally questions me and I don't know what to reply.
He saw me killing someone then why is he acting like I am suddenly interested in law and order.
WaitâIs he taking the blame on his head? Did they give him few minutes time to visit me because I am not well, do they give permissions like that? Oh maybe they gave because he is a famous business man?
Oh my goodness why did he take the blame on his head.
"Why did you do that?!" Crying I sit up in quick motion jumping on his lap to sit properly so I do not fall and he quickly holds my hips while groaning as if he is in pain.
"Ziah baby, you don't have to jump when your sitting on my lap" he closes his eyes and open then and a look of pain flashes on his face, so gulping down my mistake which I am not sure what it is, I quietly lay in my previous position.
"Iâsorry" I mumble as I stare at his face with my doe eyes which is screening his face to see if their any kind of pain still but he again groans as he gives me an eye roll.
"You don't have to stare at me with such an innocent face while doing all evil things silently baby" my doe big eyes which I am holding up to stare at his face, widens hearing him and I quickly hide my face in the crook of my neck out of shyness.
Giggling at nothing I hold on to his plane white shirt which is loosely hung on his body, tightly.
"Ziyan?" I lift my head up, he hums with a small smile, his hand moving up to tug my loose strand of hair which is falling over my face behind my ear.
Uff that small action of his literally bumped my heart against his and I am sure he is able to hear the way it is thumping against my chest, my poor heart why is he torturing my poor heart like this. I pity on you my love.
I nibble on my lower lip all of a sudden slipping into my shy state like a teen girl whose hand was just now brushed by her crush's who passed by.
Sliding his long fingers from my jaw to my nape, he holds me by my nape while gently running his thumb on my earlobe.
"Yes what do you want to ask?" He asks me ever so calmly and here me who has a very weak heart, has already forgot about all the things and now I am only focusing on how to control my cheeks which are turning red from shyness.
"I-I wasâ" I squeeze my lower lip in between my teeth really hard to not let the shy smile out but I hear Ziyan under me groaning lowly and my heart literally says bye to me when he puts force on my nape and pulls me down, before claiming my lips as if he is upset that they are not where they should be.
Blinking my wide eyes, I try my best to concentrate on what is happening and when his warm hand slides inside my tee and rubs my limbs to calm them, I let go myself pulling my hands up I run my fingers through his silky hair.
"God I missed you so freaking much" he whispers over my lips and again kisses me ever so slowly and softly.
He is not even letting me repeat the same words.
I can tell how much he got scared seeing me facing a gun looking so vulnerable at the same time, I know he was so broken when the doctor said it will take for my hands and legs to start its motion, the painful smile everytime he gave me tells how much he loves me and how much he is scared to loose.
And now the way he is holding me tightly in his embrace and the way he is staring at me with gentle eyes tells all the untold words.
I fist my hand tightly on his collar and he understands and finally parts away.
Licking my swollen lips, I blink my eyes at his beautiful face which looks more handsome in my eyes for some reason.
His tired pale face should worry me, but still he looks handsome even when he has eye bags under his eyes.
"Your distracting me from my question" I hit his chest with my tiny fist and he chuckles and that chuckle just did something to all the nerves in my body.
"Okay, I am not gonna distract you now" he clears his throat as he stares at me with his lovely grey eyes.
Goodness his eyes.
"Did you ummâdid you take the blame of killing Max?" I bite my lips when his facial expressions changes and he clenches his jaw not liking this topic at all.
"Well, I don't have such a big heart Ziah, to take something so risky on my head" he shakes his head with an eye roll and I gasp at how rude he is.
"What do you mean?!" I gasp loudly quickly sitting on him and he again groans lowly holding my hips to steady, well I don't care now if I am hurting him in any way!
"Goodness Ziah" he sits up as he rests his back on the headboard and a sigh leaves his lips as if he is controlling over something.
"What is it?" I give him a good glare before wiggling on his lap and his hand quickly flies to hold my waist "baby, calm down or else I won't be able to calm down"
He gives me a smile which looks so forced that I feel like laughing.
"You will be the good reason for my death one day Ziah" he mutters under his breathe his raspy voice sending all the tingling sensation I shouldn't feel. I would've slapped his mouth for even uttering such words if I wasn't so shy.
"No listen, I'll explain to you this quickly Because I want to sleep now, I don't remember the last time I slept peacefully" his voice becomes serious.
"I know your worried about Max, but you did not kill him, so calm down okay? Don't think otherwise hmm?" My eyes grows big as I hear him I quickly shake my head.
"No I-I killed him, myâI was holding the gun and I shot him without any mercy" tears builds up in the back of my eye but I control myself.
"No sweetheart, you did not kill him, no one killed him, I am sure he is doing fine in the hospital, you just shot his shoulder and we were quick to send him to the hospital, and there is no charge on you, because you were just doing self defence and he after recovering from his injury will be taken under custody but lets not ruin our mind talking about him. What is important is, you are fine, I am fine, we are fine, and now I hope there is nothing more drama because I have so much more to do with my romantic life than to waste time on these stupid shitty people" I chuckle at how pissed he look, but the relief that went through my veins when I heard him is something else.
"Thankgod, I thought I'll be thrown in to jail, I was seriously thinking if they have some rules for newly married women because I did not even see you shirtless what a wife I am and if I am already separated from you, I might die with virgin eyes too, goodness how terrible it is" I shake my head while blabbering out things which should not be said out loud.
A loud laugh vibrates through Ziyan's chest as he looks at me with a look that tells he is amused at my blabber.
"Don't worry baby, your husband does not have that much patience, he won't let you die a virgin and well your wish of seeing me shirtless, why don't we make it true now hmm?" He hold my tiny hand in his big ones and brings it up towards his chest gesturing me to open the button.
I so want to rip those button off but I will look like a desperate women and I am way too shy to do such things.
"Umm" gulping down my saliva I blink my big eyes at his buff chest.
"Iâyou wanted to sleep with me right? Lets sleep I want to sleep with you too" I speak fast just want to get out of this trouble I have put myself into, a chuckle leaves his lips and I see a very small smirk on his lips hidden behind that smile as his hand move up and down my arm before he holds the hem of my t-shirt and lifts it up ever so slowly and my heart jumps out of my chest at his action "you sure baby? I thought of taking it slow but I guess your very eager, you already want to make loâ"
"Astaghfirullah Ziyan!!" I slap my cheeks at how bad this guy is, "I- I said we should sleep! You sleep I sleep we sleep you sleep their I sleep here and-and if you want you can put your arm around my waist and yeah thats it! That's what I said yeah" I nod while speaking in hurry and just like how fast I am speaking my cheeks our turning red so fast.
"Hm hm okay lets 'sleep' then hmm?" He does not stop teasing me and I am so close to punching him really hard.
Argh he is so annoying, but in a good way.
Can these butterfly in my stomach, calm the hell down!!
Punching his arm with my little fist I throw my body over him to hide my burning face in the crook of his neck, and his laughter still does not die.
I can tell he is enjoying this way too much.
And that's how after a little bit more of Ziyan's teasing and me shying over all his double meaning words, we sleep with my legs thrown over him our legs tangled under the sheets and my arms wrapped around his waist as I snuggles in his warmth with my head on his chest and his hands playing with my hair giving me a perfect reason to go back to sleep.
A week later
I rub my forehead which is burning since morning as I enter my house after a long tired day in office, we skipped our honeymoon to next week because Ziah's grandmother was not at all agreeing with the idea of us going anywhere after so much drama.
I find a giggling Naim running with a cloth in his hand and I quickly stop him "where are you going little one?" I question him and he laughs at something I don't know about.
"To the kitchen?" I nod but ask the next question quickly before he leaves "where is Ziah?"
"In the kitchen!" He yells while running and I nod before my head snaps towards the kitchen.
Don't tell me she is cooking?
My eyes automatically shuts when I hear a loud voice of multiple utensils being dropped followed by Ziah's loud gasp.
Not with this shit now!
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A/n: I am sure most of the people know that all of my books are filled with romance and fluff so yup enough of all the mystery, now I'll take you to Ziyan and Ziah's after marriage life, filled with nothing but love.