Addicted

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MAYRA'S POV

My eyes opened from the sudden chill of the breeze emitting from the opened window kissed my tear stained face. Shivering slightly I clutched his shirt little tightly surrendering to his scent feeling the warmth and getting comfort from the emotions which were running through me.

"You two, go back and remember if the paparazzi come even 10 feet of us you both are fired"

"It won't happen sir." Ron replied, hopefully it was a well assured promise.

I closed my eyes again and realized that I was once again in his arms and I didn't even notice. My heart started thumping louder as I snuggled my face deeper into his chest, hissing a little from the pain that I felt from my wound on my foot. A strong wave of dizziness hit me causing me to loose balance for a second.

"Mayra, are you okay?" He asked in a blank tone, nervously I looked up at him only to see a worried look in his eyes.

Is he really worried about me? Or I am dreaming? I tend to do that sometimes.

Snapping out of my daze I remembered he asked me a question and he was still waiting on my reply. I tried to say something to reassure him I'm fine, but I couldn't muster up enough strength to say anything.

So I just nodded slowly still keeping my gaze locked with his. He sighed and started walking inside the hotel no doubt annoyed at my reply, or lack of.

"Sir, how can I help you?" The receptionist asked politely but without saying a word to her, Rehan started moving forward.

"Excuse me sir." She said again trying to gain his attention with slight confusion.

Rehan instantly snapped his face in her direction. "Don't you know, who I am?"

He questioned her in an annoyed tone.

"Rehan, Rehan Malhotra, owner of this f*****g hotel, you mean to tell me that you don't even know basic information about where you work every day?." He yelled and threw some short of card at her.

Her face instantly drained color and with a slight nod, she apologized several times for failing to recognize him. I felt bad for her, even I was frightened by his outburst and saying I'm not scared by his sudden change would definitely be a lie.

Sweat formed over my temple when he reached inside the room and locked the door behind him. Being alone with him was putting me on edge and it was quite nerve wrecking.

Maybe he was again going to be angry with me I mean it did seem like I ignored his question earlier. I frowned just thinking of his anger being directed towards me.

He slowly led me to the bed and I took a small glance of his face nervously. His jaws clenched as he flared his nostrils and his eyes holding dark emotions and unsaid promises. And here he is, the Rehan I know.

"Remove them." Suddenly he dragged me out of my trance and I looked up at him in confusion.

Remove what?

He pointed his finger towards my heels. I nodded and started removing them and as soon as I slipped them away, my lips started quivering after watching the fresh blood coming out from my feet. I clenched the bed sheet tightly and wiped away the tears, I will not let him see me cry again, I'm not that weak.

"Who told you to wear those damn shoes?" He asked with a greeted teeth and clenched his fists.

I was scared to tell him it was my idea, how would he react?

I let down my gaze back to my aching feet and inhaled a sharp breath, it really hurts. I don't know why he is sounding concerned over me, he confuses me every time he speaks. After all he was the one who wanted me to go on that party with him, didn't he want me to look good?

Why is he so confusing? One minute he pretends like he don't care and the next very moment he does the opposite.

"Apply this." He instructed and handed me some ointments and cotton bandages.

With shaky fingers I tried to apply but it felt as if I was touching those wounds with knife. It hurts, I'd rather leave it than have it feel like this.

"I-I can't. It's h-hurting." I stuttered and chewed my inner cheeks to stop the tears from falling. I don't want to cry. Not again. I owe that to myself.

He suddenly came and sat in front of me. I tried to pull my feet closer to me so it won't be in his way but before that can happen, he slowly grabbed my feet and rested them on his lap.

A shiver danced over my spine due to his touch.

"Look at me" He said and this time his words sounded calm that I couldn't stop myself from locking gazes with him.

Everything seemed to be frozen, is like nothing else mattered in this moment. A strange sense peace came over me and I forgot I was in pain in the first place as all my thoughts vanished. The tears I were holding for so long, silently found their way down my cheeks and I silently cursed myself. He kept his gaze locked with mine with the same intensity and there was no way he wasn't feeling what I was. It was so intense.

"Go to a happy place" he said, I scrunched up my face in confusion, "Think about something which makes you happy" He whispered gently, still holding his gaze with mine.

What makes me happy? I questioned myself and mentally tried to find the answer but nothing came back in response. I sighed.

"I-I don't know..... Nothing came to mind." I replied honestly.

After hearing this, his eyes lost their tenderness and he closed them in frustration and then it hit me, him looking at me like he did a few seconds ago makes me happy, him happy made me happy.

"Smile." I said and his expression turned to confusion. He knitted his eyebrows.

"Your smile." I added softly and instantly his eyes went wide in amusement and surprise and....adoration?? I could only hope.

A small blush crept on my cheeks as I lowered my gaze but before I could his lips broke out into the most breath-taking smile, showing his perfect white teeth and a cute dimples.

My breath hitched after realizing that this wasn't any forced smile, instead he was smiling genuinely, and I can't believe he did that.

"Happy?" He asked and I nodded with a smile of my own.

"More than you could ever think" I replied in content and mentally scolded myself for becoming extra chirpy.

"Done." He again said but this time with a victorious smile.

I raised my eyebrows and he simply pointed towards my feet. I instantly switched my glance to feet and my jaw dropped in surprise. He had cleaned my wounds and even applied the ointments.

What? How is that possible? I mean I didn't feel any pain. When had he done this?

"When you were busy checking out my smile" He answered my unasked question with a teasing smirk.

I flushed and started wiping away my tears but he held my wrists and gently pushed them down into their initial position.

My belly started forming knots and I pressed my eyes closed when his finger touched my cheeks.

He gently wiped my tears away. My heart does a Summersault and I clenched bed sheet harder. Unknown feeling awakens inside me. Something which felt beautiful yet I knew could be dangerous. Like my heart is moving towards him to become one. It isn't something I've felt earlier and that's why it felt scary at the same time.

"Change your dress into this." He said giving me his shirt.

I smiled in nervousness when I saw that he had given me his shirt and himself was shirtless. I licked my lips nervously and nodded while taking his shirt. He went towards the bathroom leaving me in a state of shock. But soon that shock turned into a small smile when I changed my dress into his shirt. It felt warm and comfortable like I was in his arms it smelled like him too.

Seriously Mayra, since when you started thinking all this? I inhaled the strong smell of his cologne which have surrounded me completely.

Little knots started erupting in my belly again and I smiled again after remembering the moment we seemed to have had a few minutes ago.

I quickly composed myself when he returned back into room, shirtless again. He stood in front of the huge glass window with his back facing me seemingly deep in thought.

"Sleep" He said in his usual cold tone.

"Don't you sleep?" I asked hesitantly,

what happened since he went into that bathroom?

"Do you hate me?" He asked while completely ignoring my last words.

I desperately wanted to take a look at his expression but unfortunately his face was hidden from my vision.

"I've told you earlier that I could never hate you" After a few minutes he sighed, no words were exchanged between us.

I started feeling exhausted what I need right now was some sleep but still I couldn't.

"I am ready Mayra." He whispered in a barely audible voice.

"For what?" I closed my eyes.

"I'm ready to quit drinking and doing drugs." My eyes automatically went wider and I blinked several times. Is he serious?

"I can't make you hate me" He added.

I smiled and had an instant urge to dance but controlled myself. I still can't believe that actually he had said those words.

And then I accepted the fact wholeheartedly that my idea of getting married to him was never too bad in the end. Maybe it would turn out to of the best decision of my life. We'd see.

"Do you think that I can do this? It's something I am addicted to, how am I going to -" He asked in a disappointed tone and chuckled painfully without completing his sentence.

Something irked me and somehow I walked towards him.

"You can, I'll be here with you along the journey I promise." I said with a reassuring smile and grabbed his palm.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He yelled with his eyes on my feet.

His orbs instantly became dark and he started fuming in anger. I flinched and took a step back.

Every recent incident started flashing and I slowly gulped down my saliva. His eyes soon became soft after reading my scared expression.

"Blood will start to flow again" He added calmly, rubbing his face with both his palm in frustration and without saying anything next he lifted me up again in his arms and put me down on the bed.

My heart skipped a beat. I bit down on my lower lip as he lay down next to me. My breathing became uneven and I closed my eyes wishing sleep to come as soon as possible.

"If you will help me then I think I can."

I didn't even dare to look at him because if I will do so than I am sure, sleep will run away because of happiness and excitement.

No one has cared for me like this, after all I was not that lucky to have a family around me but when I saw the concerned and worried expression on his face, for me.

I don't even have any words to explain how wonderful it felt.

This was one of the best nights of my life. With this thought I drifted off to sleep smiling.