When the Sky Falls

Chapter 19 | Kiara

Kiara

"Mr. Reynolds has sent this invite for you, Miss Kapoor. Where do you want me to keep it?", Ms. Ace, Kiara's secretary asks her.

Kiara simply looks at the card on her hand, least concerned about what to do with it. She was no longer concerned about Damien since he seems to be busy searching for a wife for himself and luckily, Kiara wasn't on the list. Luckily.

She wasn't sure Damien will give up on what he desires so easily. But she was somewhat sure that when he sees the amazing women the world can offer him, he would surely change his mind. She wanted nothing to do with him. Hopefully, this charity event will put her off his radar.

A girl can only dream and hope, right?

"Send it to home, I will need it on Sunday," she replies in return and gets back to work.

Files on files, she kept reading and then signing them accordingly. She went through the sales of her cosmetic brands and then looked at the earnings of the production house. Everything was looking fine as of now, but in the business world you can never be certain.

The production house was set to launch an upcoming movie that was quite a buzz nowadays, thanks to the millions the company spent on advertising. Kiara was expected to attend the launch party.

Entertainment business wasn't much of Kiara's concern, she didn't find it comforting at all. The people would do anything to be on top and Kiara absolutely dispised the misuse of power. That's why she personally looked through the list of actors selected for the roles in the movies, most of the times. With her schedule it became difficult to go through every single detail all the time but she somehow managed.

That's why she is what she is today.

"Ms. Ace!" she called for her secretary.

The redhead quickly entered the office, adjusting her glasses.

"Yes, Miss Kapoor?" Ms. Ace asks.

"Tell Reed to prepare a gown and tux for Sunday. He knows my size and he can ask for Zain's from Robert. I want nothing flashy, simple and elegant will be fine with me. I want to see it by Saturday evening. Also, get the car ready. I will be down in five minutes. Clear out my schedule for the day." Kiara orders Ms. Ace.

"Yes, Miss Kapoor." she replies.

After going through everything one last time, Kiara decided that it was time for a break. She had been working hard for too long and with Zain here she finally had a reason to enjoy and rest. She was the boss woman after all, she makes the rules not break them.

"The car is ready, Miss Kapoor." she hears her secretary say from the other end of the door.

Kiara grabs her phone and adjusts her pencil dress to walk out of her office.

"Take a break, Ms.Ace. I will see you tomorrow morning." she tells her secretary while walking away from her.

Kiara takes her private elevator, passing through the irritating stares of her employees. She knew that she looked beautiful and had a domineering aura, but they don't have to stare at her like idiots every time she passes by them!

She walks to her car, which as said was waiting for her at the entrance. Aman opens the door for her as she gets in.

"Take me to the bank, Aman." she tells him.

She doesn't need to say anything else because Aman knew what 'the bank' was. In general, Kiara would have her uncle or sometimes even Aman take care of her bank matters but there was only one bank she would personally go to.

The bank that contained her family's precious vault, protected from the eyes of the outer world. Her cautiousness and clever attitude was the major reason why no one knew that she was the daughter of the famous Kapoor family. She wanted to start afresh, for the sake of her sister and herself too. Now, she had Zain to think of too.

Soon enough, beating the New York's troublesome traffic, she reached the bank. She was greeted by the manager himself, a fifty year old man, Augustus Cook at the entrance. The bank was a private one with complete client discretion. Even it's location was disclosed, only the big clients knowing where it was truly situated. That was the major reason why her father had entrusted the bank with their priced possessions.

"Good afternoon, Miss Kapoor. Please follow me to the vault. Everything has been settled out for your visit." the manager says and Kiara simply nods at him in reply.

After asking Aman to wait for her in the lobby, she follows the man to the vault.

She had something precious to take out from the vault, finally.

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Kiara was nervous. There was no doubt about that.

Why?

Because she had no idea what the hell she was doing.

It is funny enough that an 18 year old who thinks that she had done all the difficult things in the world - survived a bomb explosion, hide from mafias for all her life, changed her complete identity, manipulated people, killed them without any second thoughts and even, became filthy rich as such a young age was scared of one thing - organizing a perfect date.

As much as she would love to deny it, she was an eighteen year old girl. Not an ordinary one, for sure, but yet, an eighteen year old. Even though she didn't have a dream about her love life, she now wanted one. With Zain.

She was damn scared. She didn't want to disappoint Zain.

She knew that in general, it was the man in the relationship who organized dates but for God's sake, it's the 21st century! Women can do the same for guys! After all, men need to know that they are loved too.

They need to be pampered too.

And Kiara was more than willing to do it too. But that didn't mean that she had released Zain from his duties. Even though she hadn't been pampered much, she would absolutely enjoy it if Zain did it. Not that she would admit it loud. She had an image to uphold.

There is a knock at the door and she knows that Zain is here. She adjusts her yellow sundress one last time, looking at herself in the mirror and then walks towards the door to open it.

When she does, she is greeted by the delighting sight of Zain.

Gosh, the man was surely every woman's wet dream that made her a little insecure but then, she trusted Zain completely. And she knew that even though she had her flaws, she never lacked in the beauty department.

"Welcome, love." she says as she motions him to come in the grand room that awaited for him.

She had planned out everything. The hotel room is huge, with king sized bedroom, a huge washroom equipped with a Jacuzzi and shower. Moreover, the view from the balcony, at the 23rd floor, is amazing. It does cost a fortune, but money is never the issue. The question whether Zain would like it or not is.

It was five thirty as of now, and even though she had told Zain that she would pick him up from the office, she had utilized too much time setting everything up. The top floor of the hotel is quite a challenge to book for others, but with Kiara's connections and influence, it was done with a snap of fingers. The hotel was located far away from the buzz of the city, almost on the outskirts and also, she knew that Zain didn't like going out to those fancy restaurants.

"Wow... wow." Zain says, but Kiara just feels his eyes on her. A blush creeps into her cheeks and she is sure that she is red as tomato. She had a feeling that he was checking her out, not what she had done.

"Thank you. But eyes on the room too, mister." she teased him.

Zain's eyes then wonder through the room, it's white walls, wooden flooring now decorated with roses. She knew that he loved roses since they reminded him of his mother. Even throughout these years, she had never forgotten his mother, how she used to tirelessly take care of her rose garden and not even allow her own son and husband water those roses. She protected it with her own life.

"Now, your jacuzzi is ready for you. Take off your clothes, mister. I will grab the champagne for you." she says as she opens the door of the washroom for him.

But Zain's eyes don't leave her, at all. He just stands here looking at her. Kiara could see the admiration in his eyes.

She walks to him, a smile forming on her face. She wraps her hands around his neck and pulls him closer.

"Love, you need to get moving. I have an enchanting evening prepared for only the both of us." she says, as she plants a kiss on his lips.

Zain immediately responds back, his lips moving in a perfect rhythm with hers. Every time Kiara feels his lips on hers, there is just a new feeling of admiration and love that erupts in her heart. He is like a cool breeze that relaxes her every time. He is her alcohol - making her forget every damn misery of this world. And this alcohol, is very very good for her.

"The way you are looking today, I don't think that I will be able to keep my eyes off you. Forget about doing anything else." Zain replies as they reluctantly pull away from the kiss.

She looks into his eyes, their softness warming up her heart and their emotions simply drawing her in. She wanted to get lost into them, forever.

"Get to the jacuzzi, now. I didn't do all that for nothing." she teases him and pushes him to the washroom.

She then turns to grab the bottle of champagne and two glasses. She opens the bottle, switches off her phone and then, she enters the washroom to be met by the delicious sight of her boyfriend. He is already sitting in the jacuzzi, his delightful abs glistening with water and his face looking relaxed against the massage the water and the machine must be offering him. '

She smiles at the sight. She walks towards him, his eyes opening when he hears her and a sweet sexy smile appearing on his face. She hands him the glass, filling it with champagne.

She knew they needed this relaxation more than ever for they have been working hard for the companies.

She puts her glass on the edge of the jacuzzi and takes off her own dress, leaving her in her bra and panties. She could feel Zain's heated gaze running through her body making her hot everyhere.

This man had a great deal of effect on her, for sure.

She dips into the water, adjusting herself in his laps - her favorite place in the world. She felt his hands on her stomach, pushing her closer. She rested her back on his chest and his head on hers.

They stayed quite, enjoying this peace, glass of champagne and each other's company.