Our Life, Our Love (Book I) (Completed)✔

Chapter:- 13

Third Person's POV:

Khan's Mansion.
Night,12:30am.

He was doing his works when his stomach made a noise.

"Ahh! Why am I again hungry?" He said groaning.

"Now I have to go down and search something to eat." He said getting up lazily from his bed leaving his files open. He went down and moved towards kitchen but heard some noise from there. But lights were switched off making him more confuse.

"Who could be there?" He asked himself and walked inside.

"Who is there?" He asked standing at the door.

Her heartbeat increased hearing his voice. Just his voice make her heart crazy but her tongue gets twisted in front of him. She closed her eyes and took deep breaths to calm her nerves.

"Who are you? Don't you have mouth or are you deaf?" He asked coldly because he knew if it was someone elder person they would have switched on the light first. He checked for his phone to on the torch but his pockets were empty. And switch board was on the other corner of the kitchen.

"It's me. Adeeba." She said more like whispered still with increased heart beat but there his heart beat increased hearing her.

'What is she doing here?' He asked inwardly.

"Oh." He said and started to move out when he heard his voice.

"Do you need anything, Affan?" She asked him whose back was facing her. His heart beat increased hearing his name from her mouth.

"No. I just came to check-" He was cut off by his stomach which made a noise reminding him that he is hungry. She smiled looking down.

"I'll make something for you." She said moving towards the switch board. She switched on the light and at the same time he turned.

"No it's alright. I ca-" He was saying but got silent looking at her pretty face. She was looking damn pretty in her mid thigh kurti with the matching trouser and a dupatta draped over her shoulder. He was looking at her without blinking making her nervous. She was getting restless at his intense gaze. Her heart was pounding crazily. And same was his condition.

'Please don't look at me like that.' She thought to herself.

"Like what?" He asked but got shocked on his own words.

"Huh?" She turned to him with wide eyes. She was shocked hearing him.

"Nothing." He said shaking his hear and turned to go but stopped and without turning he said.

"You don't have to make anything for me. I'm sleepy." And walked out.

She stood there looking at the way where his figure disappeared. She wiped the lone tear which slipped unknowingly.

"He will never look at you. Why are you behind him? Forget him and move forward." Her mind said to her and she sighed.

"If my heart is not in my control then how can I stop loving him? He is becoming my life day by day." She answered her brain biting her lips to stop herself from crying.

"Don't love him so much or you will be the one who will be hurt at the end." Her brain said. She didn't say anything and started making sandwich for him which she was preparing for herself.

While there, he was pacing in his room controlling his heart which was not in his control when he looked at her beautiful face.

"Control yourself Affan. How can you look at her like that?" He scolded himself and sighed.