Chapter 19
As he came out of the washroom, his eyes fall on Noor, who was silently sitting on the couch. Don't know in whose thoughts she was engrossed that much while looking at the breakfast placed on the table in front of her.
It is also his order that she do her lunch in the room and that too in front of his eyes before he goes to the office.
A smile crept on his lips seeing her how well she is obliging to his saying. And perhaps it happened for the time that he smiled heartily for her.
"This breakfast is not for your gazing, finish it...... hurriedly."
He addresses her in his loud voice. And slowly came to her standing in front of her.
After listening to his voice, Noor came out of her thoughts but as she raises her head to look at him, she immediately lowered her eyes by just looking at him for once.
Her face turned red in shyness.
"No, I finished it....."
Sensing his gaze on herself she immediately takes the cup of tea to her lips.
Again she didn't try to look at him. While Kawish was standing comfortably enjoying her nervousness.
He knows well why she was not looking at him. Because now he was only in his pants.
"Right, if you are done with your breakfast then come and pick up a nice shirt for me ..."
He stared at her lowered head.
While after listening to his other order, Noor gets up from her place without looking at him and came towards the wardrobe.
She knows she can't forbid his any work, otherwise, he will forcefully make her do his work.
She again thought standing with the wardrobe that which shirt she should pick. All shirts present here were nice.
"You are taking a lot of time in picking up a single shirt...."
She was confused standing in her thoughts that what she should do when he came and stood at her back.
He was standing so close to her that his lips were touching Noor's hair while talking.
"No, I just picked it....."
Noor's nervousness further intensified on his coming so closer to her. With shivering hands, she hardly picks out a shirt.
As soon as she turns to give him a shirt she saved herself from colliding with his chest. He was standing so close to her that his long muscular body was hiding Noor's petite form.
For a moment, Kawish stared at her nervous and trembling form then he takes his shirt from her hand and moved toward the dressing table.
As he moved from her, Noor takes a sigh of relief and put her hand on her chest to control her unsteady breathing.
While Kawish was standing gazing at her in the mirror.
"Noor.... come here and close the button."
She still was not fully relieved when his other demand takes her breath away.
In nervousness, she kept standing looking at his back.
"Are you coming or I come over there....."
He addresses her turning his neck back to her. Now his was not as soft as it was before.
Poor Noor getting scared of his threats came near him taking slow steps. She feels because of his such acts this man will take her life away one day.
Lowering her eyes she came near him when Kawish turns towards her and fixed his eyes on her face.
With trembling hands, she started buttoning his shirt but as her gaze fell on his broad chest she quickly lowered her eyelashes.
One, his standing so close to her and on top of that feeling his penetrating gaze on herself were enough to make her feel gasped.
Squeezing her lips she was trying to control her unsteady condition.
When Kawish's gaze went to her lips, he then put his thumb on her lips. His meaning was clear as he doesn't like Noor doing such an act
"Why are you punishing them..... tell me, I can do this work very well and I will also love doing this...."
He said in his hoarse tone while his eyes were fixed on her lips. Understanding the meaning behind his words, Noor hurriedly took two steps back.
"Your work is done..... I am going to take these pots to the kitchen."
She quickly moves toward the table to pick up the tray.
He can't be believed as he can do whatever he is saying.
"Hey.... where are you going, you have done my work now also give me an opportunity....."
He said mischievously seeing her moving towards the door. While Noor becoming dumb to his voice quickly came out of here.
"Your fear is what makes me come more closer to you, my nightingale......"
Gazing at her departed figure he said to himself. And then he started preparing himself to get ready for the office.