My dear servant/Zarry

chapter 05

Harry's pov:

Sometimes it feels good to punish others for your pleasure. That's what I am feeling now. Zayn is in my captive and he is kinda toy of mine whose remote is in my hand. The sound of his crying is like a melodious song to me. If I had been previous Harry, I would never have been happy to hear Zayn cry,and I would never let tears to come in Zayn's eyes . He changed me, now his screaming and crying is a sweet tune for me.

I am currently in my office, checking emails and doing the works what CEO usually do in the office .

"Hey Harry"Niall said as he walked into my room. I was sitting in my chair, chewing my nail.

"Niall, thanks for the servant. He is really an worthy one." I said with a mischievous smile.

"Ohh buddy. Forget it. I came here to tell you that Mr.smith wants to make partnership with us. Will you accept it ?"

"Obviously I will. I hope he will be better than that hadid."I said while rolling my eyes.

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I reached home at 12.00 am today. It was quite late. From now on, my mind becomes peaceful as soon as I enter my house. Because these days, my house is clean and tidy. In fact, the environment of a tidy house is really feels different.

But I can't tolerate zayn. He is the worst part of my life. I got angry when I saw him and his that thing. Anger always fume inside me whenever I hear his voice, his footsteps, his scent always make me crazy in anger.

I heard some humming sound was coming from the balcony. I followed the sound and saw zayn was swinging his daughter in order to make her sleep. And in the dark his face was glowing.

It seems to me I heard Zayn's voice after so many decades. Whatever my jaw clenched in anger when I heard his humming sound. I don't know why. He made me like that, he converted me like that,a cold hearted person.

I cleared my throat, so that he got to know that his master have arrived and now he needs to do slavery instead of singing.

Zayn flinched and looked at me, but immediately he looked down.

"You have arrived, sir? Sorry I didn't know that" He said quietly by looking down.

"Serve my dinner. I am hungry" I said sternly and headed to my room for freshing.

Author's pov:

Zayn put Aleena in her stroller and kissed her forehead.

"Baba will come soon."Zayn whispered in his adorable daughter's ear, wanted to give her all of his love. But he needed to go now for doing slavery of Harry.

He was hungry too as he didn't take his dinner. He couldn't take it before Harry. He thought it will be unwise and inappropriate if he take his dinner before Harry. So he only feed his daughter.

He was serving dinner in the table, at that moment Harry entered into the room, wearing white t-shirt,half sleeves where his biceps were fully visible. Wet hair was fallen to his forehead as he had taken shower before dinner. No one can denied that angry Harry was hot

Zayn looked down and he was about to go when he completed serving food in dining table but then he heard.

"Is it you called food? Who told you to make macaroni? " Harry growled which made zayn to flinch.

"Ac.. actually. I... I "

"SHUT UP.Who gave you so much courage that you would run me into my house like you?" Harry roared loudly and threw everything from the table, aggressively which made younger boy  to jumped