Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 22
‘I’ll pick you up at 8, we have a party to
go to’ Farid stepped inside the kitchen
half naked, the only thing that was
covering his decency was a medium
length white towel.
‘Like what you see’ He said again to get
my attention that was honestly lost
in between his words and his body. He
always looked so strong but I would
have never thought he had abs and all
‘First I have seen better, second please
don’t walk around half naked like this,
especially when I am around, and lastly, I
am not going anywhere with you’ I took
another sip from my cup of tea.
Farid took a chair right across from me
and took my half plate of omelette and
started eating my food shamelessly.
‘Hey!’ I yelled at him but didn’t try to
away from him. I was full anyways.
‘Like I said, be ready’
‘Why? I don’t want to go’
‘May I ask why?’ He insisted.
‘Because…I…I just don’t’
‘You do remember the contract right?
We have to make believe that we are
actually married’ He glanced my way and
he did have a point. For the last few
days, we have just been sitting at home
‘Ughh fine, what is it for?’
‘Celebration of our marriage of course’
He winked at me and left the kitchen.
Farid left the house right after the small
conversation we had in the kitchen and
I was panicking because I didn’t know if
I was ready to meet so many people. I
am sure none of my family members will
be there so how will I manage.
I went to the mall to find an outfit but
didn’t end up finding anything decent.
Shopping for dresses was so hard for
me, the ones I did like either had a long
neckline, sleeveless, short or had a slit.
Not my style at all, I wanted to be
He told me to be ready by 8, and it was
already 6:30pm. I had an hour and a
half. When I got tired of waiting, I
decided to call Sobia to see if she knows
anyplace that sells modest dresses. It
was so last minute. She texted me a
place of a local boutique and finally I
found a dress that checked all
requirements on my list. It was stunning.
The dress was long and flowy, the silver
purple shades were beautiful and the
stonework and lace were just superb.
Plus, it was affordable. I should have
called Sobia sooner instead of going
dress shopping by myself.
I reached home at 7:15, took a quick
shower, dried my hair and did a half
updo the best I could, put on the dress
and light makeup and I was done
exactly at 7:55. Yes. I was so proud of
myself when I glanced at myself in the
mirror. I actually felt beautiful.
My phone rang and Farids’ name flashed
on the screen and I answered it.
‘You ready?’ His voice on the phone was
a lot huskier than in person.
‘I am waiting outside, come’ He
disconnected the call.
I grabbed my purse, turned off the
lights, locked the door and stepped
inside his car.
He caught my attention right off the bat,
he looked great. But then again he
didn’t have to try, he always looked
clean and well dressed but today in his
gray suit, his olive skin tone, and messy
hair made him look like a model who
just stepped outside the cover
He was looking at me too but this time,
it was different. His eyes weren’t cold
instead, he was smiling at me. I didn’t
know how to react to that so I looked
down and cleared my throat to speak.
‘We better go’
‘Huh?’ He kept looking at me. I looked
down further to avoid this awkward
tension between us, loose strands of
hair fell on my face but before I could fix
my hair, Farid moved his hand and
pushed the hair behind my ear. In shock
I looked at him with my eyes wide open
and he didn’t move his hands away
from my face.
‘What?’ I asked him.
‘Has anyone told you how beautiful you
are?’ I never imagined in a million years
that Mr. Farid Ibrahim would say
anything like this to me.
I breathed heavily and shook my head to
His cold fingers traced my jawline and
stopped at my lips. His eyes shifted from
my eyes to my lips and back to my eyes
and he licked his lips.
This was just too much for me.
Thankfully his phone rang and he moved
his hands away from me to pick up this
phone. I think it was his father or some
family member asking when we’ll be
arriving at the party.
‘Yeah we are on our way’ He looked at
me with a strange look before driving to
the venue. The entire way he didn’t say
anything. He turned the music up and
kept looking ahead. I didn’t know what
was going on in his mind. Was he
thinking about us? Does he regret what
he did? I didn’t.
Farid was growing into me, he has been
on my mind ever since we met, either in
a good way or bad. He saves me, he
controls me, he drives me insane but I
feel safe when he is around. I want to
trust him…but I just need him to give me
a good reason to trust him first.
We walked inside a beautiful castle-like
building, the architecture was old and
gothic. It was majestic.
Before we walked inside the hall, Farid
‘Just stay close okay?’
He placed a hand on my waist and I
reacted from the smallest touch. He
sensed it too I am sure, but he acted like
it was nothing and guided us inside a
huge ballroom. The glass ceiling in the
hall was breathtaking and the wishing
fountain reminded of the fairy tales that
I used to read when I was little.
‘Its…’ Before I could finish the sentence,
Farid filled in the blank word.
‘Beautiful’ I looked at him and saw his
eyes were already looking at me. His
words meant so many things.
‘Oh look who we have here’ Farid’s
parents approached us with some other
‘Hello Mr.Shiekh, Mr.Green, Mrs,
Smith…this is my wife Laila’ Farid shook
hands with everyone and introduced me
‘Laila, these are our business partners
and shareholders’ I said hello to them
and they smiled at me.
‘She is stunning’ Mrs. Smith pulled me
into her arms and kissed my cheeks.
‘Oh, thank you, you look beautiful as
well’ I told her.
‘Aw dear, you are too kind, she’s a
keeper’ Mrs, Smith winked at Farid
before walking away with the rest,
leaving Farid’s’ parents behind.
‘How are you beta?’ His father asked and
his step-mother just smiled and walked
‘I am good’
‘Well have fun kids, this party is for
you…Farid follow me, I have some people
I’d like you to meet’
‘No I’ll stay here, Laila doesn’t know
‘It’s fine, I am okay’ I answered them.
‘Great, common Farid’ Both of them
walked off and I looked around the
place. I picked up a glass of orange juice
and moved towards a quieter area of
the hall where mostly older people were
I was busy scrolling down my facebook
feed when I heard someone asking for
It was Farid’s step-mother.
‘Thank you all for coming here tonight,
we have a new addition to our family. If
you aren’t aware, our son Farid got
married and this party is to honor his
wife, Laila’ Everyone clapped when she
Farid stepped outside from the crowd
and took the mic from her.
‘Hello everyone, thank you for coming.
Now I know a lot of people wants to
know about our marriage. The answer
is simple, we got married because we
are in love. I don’t know how I fell for
her or when I fell for her but I know that
she is my wife and I am the happiest
man in the world, so cheers to that and
now I would like to ask my wife for our
first dance’ When he finished talking, a
spotlight hit me and everyone looked at
I looked around nervously then I saw
Farid walking towards and he held out
I took his hands and he guided me
towards the centre of the hall. Everyone
moved out of our way and slow melodic
music started playing.
‘I don’t know how to dance’ I informed
him and he chuckled.
‘Of course, look at me and just follow my
lead’ He spun me around and his arms
circled my waist, I moved my hands to
his chest and his breath hitched for a
We got lost in each other in that
moment, he held me close and I didn’t
mind it one bit. Later everyone joined
the dance floor and got lost in their own
world and so did we.
Until a hand landed on Farid’s shoulder,
it was Melissa. Farid girlfriend.
‘Miss me’ She winked at him and I took a
step back from him.
‘Melissa’ He looked at me for a brief
second before turning his back on me.
He started talking to her, while
completely ignoring me. Of course.
I was such a fool.
Without wasting another second on
a man who didn’t even care about me, I
ran out the door.
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