Possession by Laila Ali (young adult books to read .txt) 📗

His jaw was clenched, one of his hand forming a fist and his lips formed a thin line. He couldn't digest the fact that Daniyal held her hand. It enraged him suddenly.

She immediately stood up from the chair and begin to back away, her hands on her mouth.

"I...I'm sorry" she uttered backing away.

"Get back to the table Zahra" his voice a bit coarse.

"No!" she shrieked, "don't hu..rt me ple..ase, Irtaza. You'll pun..ish me again"

Her words suddenly hit him, deep. Again that feeling surfaced up that she didn't trust him. And the fact that it was the first time she took his name, almost the first time, it brought a contentment to his heart. This thought was enough to cool down his rage. His anger begin to detoriorate and he took a deep breath to calm himself. 

After a minute or two, he stood up and she shrieked, backing away to the wall. With two strides, he was infront of her. He rose his hand which made her close her eyes, ready to recieve that hit but it never came. Rather it was a soft touch on her cheek but she still kept her eyes closed tightly.

"Zahra" he whispered, stroking her cheek.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw him staring at her. 

"I'm sor..ry. I don't know h-" she begin to explain.

"Shhh" he put his finger on her lips, quietening her.

Ya Allah

"I swear-" she again started when he pulled back his finger.

"Quiet Zahra" he said, "Say my name"

"Huh?" she frowned.

"Say my name, senorita"

She blinked her eyes in confusion. What did he mean?

"Irtaza"

"Again"

"Irtaza"

He smiled. "Don't you think my name suits more on your lips than that bastard's?" he cocked a brow before capturing her lips in a soft kiss, which didn't last long.

He held her wrist and took her to her chair where she was sitting before and she got the signal as she sat down.

"You won't hurt me?" she asked, her voice quivering a bit.

"Why would I?" he counter questioned whilst sitting down.

"Because...nevermind" she said when she couldn't find suitable words.

"We shall continue our lunch senorita. Don't you think so?" he stated and she nodded before they both begin to have there meal.

She was confused, he didn't do anything with her. So far, she had came to knew of his aggressive nature, his anger didn't subside easily nor he ignores anything. Then why he is trying to be so lenient with her? There were alot of questions running in her mind. His soft side was making her puzzled more and more. What was he exactly trying to do? Her mind was filled with suspicions.

As he again took the bite, it brought back a memory, when for the first time Zahra baked him a cake. Though, it wasn't that good but still her little gesture had touched his heart. And that day was the first day too when she kissed him for the first time. Those sweet memories brought a smile to his face.

"Zahra?" he called out, having her attention.

"Yes?"

"Do you remember the day when you baked a cake for me?" he asked but it was more like a statement.

Her face paled as her eyes slightly widened, dreading his next statement. He shouldn't recall all that trap!

"Yes but why are you asking?"

"And that day, you for the first time kissed me. Do you remember?" 

"Yes I rem..ember" 

"I have a question to ask. I want an honest answer. Daniyal told you to bake a cake for me and kiss me or you did it all by yourself?"

She ran short of words suddenly. It was so hurtful for her that she played with his feelings, it really was. And she was truly sorry for that. Truly, truly sorry. Sorry for thousandth time, umpteenth times. She just had a word ' sorry' for playing such a low game with him, and for whom, that Daniyal? Who asked his brother to harass her? Who lured him in his trap?

What Irtaza did was his attribute, he reflected his own self. Whatever he did was on him. Though, he had punished her too for playing with his feelings but still it didn't remove that guilt from her heart. She didn't know why. She was a very kind hearted person, hurting someone physically was another thing but hitting someone's weak point was something she never expected from herself. It made her loathe herself. It still made her feel guilty even that guilt was never removed from her heart, at first place.

"Answer senorita" 

"I...I.." she wanted to utter a sorry but her guilt didn't let her.

"I've an honest answer now."

"I didn't me-"

"I've already done alot with you Zahra. You should not sound sorry" he muttered and left the table before giving a peck on her face.

........................

"I don't know but it matters to me alot" she said, looking towards the beautiful moon. They both were on the terrace, the sky twinkled with stars as the moonlight peeked on them. 

"Why?" he asked, as he sat by her side.

"I don't know why I'm like that" she told in her sad voice, "it really affects me what people think about me"

She was on the terrace alone, a few minutes ago when Irtaza joined her and then they both begin to talk when this certain topic clicked in.

"I'm a very under confident person, I think whatever I do is just stupid. But I value people alot. People always tend to look at my flaws Irtaza! I don't know why they can't look at my heart" she explained, recalling a certain moment as she looked at the stars.

"Zahra, you can't please everyone." he stated hitting the exact point.

 "And I love you with your every flaw. Rather I don't think you've any flaw. You're perfect for me Zahra." he whispered, leaning closer a bit.

"Thank you" she ran out of words.

"Coming back to the topic," she said, trying to change the topic before she begin to feel those butterflies in her stomach. It was the first time, someone has ever complimented her like that.