Toxic Love of Broken Billionaire

9. An Apple a Day....

Naaya’s POV:

A week passed by in a snap of a finger. I spent my days talking to Aunt Hafza and managing Zayan’s routine. Now he takes his medicines without arguing but still I have to keep a check on him. There was not much to do in this big house as mostly I had to cook and manage his documents and stuff while he is working. Yesterday I went to meet my family and spend a fun day with them. My sister was still here, she is supposed to leave in 3 weeks.

Today was Zayan’s doctor appointment and I have to accompany him there. I think he is recovering much faster. In my opinion he will be able to walk in 2 weeks rather than 3.So I may leave this house earlier than expected. He doesn’t talk much and spend most of his time in his room. He joins only when we have to eat.

I don’t know much about his family but Aunt Hafza told me that he is alone and he never speaks of his family even she doesn’t know about them. Muhib is the only one who knows. But we just know one thing that he left Pakistan when he was 17 and never went back.

Now I was on Zayan’s door knocking. It was time to go. I knocked twice but no one responded. I was about to knock again but

“Ahhh shit...,” Someone groaned from inside. Maybe he fell. I didn’t think twice and entered the room and there he was on the floor.

“Oh My God. What happened? How did you fell?” I asked without even giving him a hand.

“Are you done? Now help me,” he said.

How could I help him? But he was on the ground groaning in pain. Naaya stop with this nonsense and help him.

“I…I…...” I was stammering.

“What? Help me now or you want me to spend night on floor? “He said getting annoyed.

“Okay,” I said with trembling hands and pale face.

“I can’t touch you,” I said fidgeting my fingers.

“See you have to help me as I don’t want others to see how helpless I am right now. If you are not going to help me then wait for the day I get up,” he said glaring at me.

I was terrified. I knew how strong he was, he could do anything.

I grabbed his hand and my whole body was shaking now. I pulled him up but he was too strong for me. With a great difficulty I managed to make him sit on the Wheel chair.

Now I was sweating profoundly and my whole body was trembling. I was in a bad condition and that was why I didn’t want to help him in the first place.

“Hey look at me.Look at me,” He said grabbing a glass of water from the side table and moving his wheel chair close to me.

“Sit on the bed and drink this,” He pushed the glass near me.

I drank the whole glass in a second and still I was not in a good shape. He was now looking worried. It took me a while to get myself normal but he was not at all bothered. He was just looking at me.Now I noticed his shirt was half open. I could see his 6 packs. My face turned red.

“Like what you see princess?” He said smirking, with lustful eyes swallowing me whole.

“Let’s just go. We are getting late,” I said avoiding him.

I was about to go when he grabbed my hand from behind and yanked me towards him. My face was on his chest. He then raised my face and made me look in his eyes. I was so close to him. There were so many emotions swirling in them but the only thing I could see was that he touched me.

“Never. I mean never touch me again or I swear I will leave the next moment” I said releasing my hand and moving towards the door. I didn’t even bothered to look behind.

I had to take a shower again before leaving.

ZAYAN’S POV:

I took a bath somehow and now I was trying to shift myself from the wheelchair to the bed without any support, when I lost my balance. I tried to stand up but the sharp pain in my leg was not letting me.Someone was knocking on the door and I couldn’t manage to say anything.

“Ahhh...Shit “

Then she entered and she was stunned to see me on the floor. What a shameful sight it was. She saw me being weak.

“Fuck...Fuck...Fuck” I said under my breath.

She was asking soo many questions and I just wanted to get up.

“Are you done? Now help me,” I said.

And then there went her stammering session. I didn’t know what her problem was, but whenever she has to touch me, she started panicing.There was definitely something she was hiding but right now was not the time to discuss it.

“What? Help me now or you want me to spend night on floor? “I said getting irritated.

“Okay,” she said with uncertainty in her voice.

Then she helped me sit on the wheel chair. As I settled down and looked at her. She was in a very bad condition, looked like she was having a panic attack. Her pretty face was covered in sweat and she was trembling. I was worried to look at her.

I gave her a glass of water and asked her to drink it, so that she can calm down. She gulped it down in a second and took a while to adjust herself. All this while I was looking at her. She was covered in sweat but still looked like the most beautiful girl in the whole world for me.Her amber eyes had fear in them and her brown hair were sticking to her forehead.

As she settled down, she saw that I was not fully clothed and she started blusing.Pink color suited on her ivory skin.

“Like what you see princess?” I said lustfully.

“Let’s just go. We are getting late,” she said trying to avoid me. I didn’t know what got into me and I grabbed her hand and yanked her toward me.

Now she was almost titled on my lap with her beautiful face facing my chest. Here warm breath was fanning my chest and I was getting a hard on. I put my fingers under her chin and titled her face towards my face. She looked into my eyes and I wanted the time to just stop right there. Her plump lips were inviting me to kiss her and I would have done it. I would have placed my lips on hers and taken the sweetness of her mouth in my mouth. Then I would have kissed her until she was out of breath.

But I got interrupted by her sudden outburst.

“Never. I mean never touch me again or I swear I will leave the next moment” she said releasing herself abruptly and running towards the door. I came back to reality. What I just did? I didn’t know what came into me but seems like I was not able to control myself.

I quickly buttoned my shirt and got ready. Now she is going to avoid me.

“Shit...What the f**k man? Try to get your hormones in control until the end of this month.” I murmured to myself.

The ride to hospital was quiet. She was continuously looking out of the window trying to avoid me.I did this to myself, so there was nobody to blame.

As we reached the doctor’s room, she opened the door for me and we got in.

“Good Morning Mr. Zayan,” Doctor Mike said standing up.

“Just tell me that I can walk or otherwise you are not going to be able to walk,” this was my response to good morning.

Naaya glared at me and I was happy that I got something out of her, even it was a simple glare.

“Hello doctor, I am Naaya. You can give him a checkup and then you can tell me about the improvements,” she said smiling towards the doctor. To which the doctor smiled at her too

She smiled at him. She never smiled at me.I gave a deadly glare to the doctor.

“Keep you teethes in sweaty pants,” I couldn’t control it. I have a loose mouth when it comes to my princess. Doctor mike immediately stopped smiling.

The doctor gave me a complete checkup and I gave him deathly glares. While Naaya was busy rolling her eyes at me.

“I am happy that he got himself a care taker. He is recovering fast. Now I am going to ask someone to change his plaster and then he can move with cruthes.But keep in mind he shouldn’t move too much as the bone still needs time to heal. So he can only walk when needed,” doctor mike said.

“Add a lot of proteins in his diet like meat, eggs, milk, fish etc. He needs them for bone recovery. Otherwise everything is fine. He is good to go,” He added.

“Thank you Doctor Mike,” Naaya said, but the doctor just nodded. He was wise to keep his teethes in.

 Doctor Mike went out and after sometime a nurse came to change my dressing. She changed the cast and told Naaya about some exercises I had to do.

She was listening to her so carefully. She was such an angel but here I was going to ruin her life. I shouldn’t do it maybe. Maybe I should give her the freedom to love me willingly.

After sometime we got out of the hospital but I didn’t want to go home. I wanted to spend some time with her alone. So I told the driver before we got into the car to take us to a restaurant in Brooklyn. It was run by a Pakistani man .He was really nice to me when I worked for him. So whenever I got time, I came to him to feed me his delicious food.

As we reached the restaurant. She got confused and looked at me with surprise.

“We are going to eat lunch here.Now comeon.I am hungry,” I ordered her before getting out of the car and moving to the restaurant with my crutches. While Naaya followed me.

She was still confused why I brought her here.Honestly, I didn’t know myself. I just wanted to make her like me.

It was me making an effort for her. Like she makes for me every day. From helping me to arrange my documents to cooking special food for me.

Maybe she can like me. Maybe I can make her fall in love with me.

What if she knows my past then what would happen?  Endless thoughts were occupying my mind. Some good and some bad……