Amaal pov
"Wh..what do ..that mean ?" I stuttered as the grip around the pen lossened and fall of my hand . The air in the room falling to a thick silent as he corrected his posture on the seat and stared at me without a word , his those snaky glare sending a chill down my spine .
Glupping the saliva down my dry throat , I mustered the courage to ask " do ..do it mean ... anyth..ing with ..my body " feeling a red tint of embarrassment curl up my cheeks I diverted my gaze away from him ,my lips pulling in to a thin line .
The silent lasted for another 5 mintues until he brust up into a fitful of laugh , My brows furrowed in confusion at his manic form of laughing while clutching his stomach .
"What's funny ?" I questioned , my voice sounding confusing and at meek .
"You just thought .."he paused , kissing his lips to a thin line , he mouth letting out a small sigh while he stood up from his seat with his one hand on hips .a small grin - smirk pasted his face as he rounded around me , making every hair in my body to stand as his gaze pin me through my soul .
"You thought I want to make love with you , didn't you ?" I shutted my eyes tight as his breath fanned near my cheeks , making his lips to slightly touch my cheek as he withdraw his face from my back and stood infront of me .
"N...noo " my eyes shooted up again when I heard him chuckle
"Even if you were the only one person on this whole planet , I would die rather having my hands curl up your spin " the last split of venom was a evident proof to say that he only seeked revenge and that included no touching my body .
Silently I thanked at him not wanting me as I neither wanted him .
"I just want to make your life miserable and that what I'm going to do ...and this " he holded the paper inbetween his thumb and index infront of my face " is the contract you sighed to be my slave until I say " shoving the paper back into the drawer he walked back to his seat , his rich boots echoing the marble tiles .
"Get me a coffe " the stren and exhaustive tone echoed the room once he plopped himself on the couch .
"I .. I don't know where the kitchen his " my eyes gazed down my pink boots as I fidgeted with my toes beneath the leather Boot .
"Then go and find it , there is no maid around ,only you and i , help yourself to find around " his head throwed back on the couch headrest with his eyes shut , His body relaxing with his deep breath .
"Don't stand there like a dumb ,keep moving " my jaw gwaked at how he could see through his eyes closed .
"Yea yea... I'm going " hurriedly scooting out I shutted the door behind me , a deep breath leaving my lips as I placed my hand over my chest to calm the beats .
"I wish I could add some poison to the drink and send you to hell" I cursed as I descend down the stairs .
"Where in the world is his kitchen " I bitted down my lips , my gazing rooming around and my body moving behind the stairs to see the kitchen door .
Thank god , I didn't had much struggle to find it .
Moving into the kitchen , snooping around the cabinet to find the coffee maker to see it near the end of the marble seat .
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A sharp pain shooted through my legs as I made up to the 3rd floor.I took a long breath before entering to see the monster still sit on his same posture before I left .
"Co..coffe "
Why I'm stammering so much .
"I don't need a coffe "
"Haaa?" He slowly opened his eyes to look at me , raising his head straight to face me .
"You Heard me , I don't want a coffe , instead make something refreshing like shake or fresh juice " my hand balled into a fist beside my cardigan , feeling like to smack his face and take all my angry out .
Controlling my rage and desire to hit his face , I nodded my head " fine , let me make something new fresh for you to drink ---"
"Master " he cut me in " that's what you need to call me from now " sighing lightly I nodded my head again while taking the tray up .
"M.A.S.T.E.R "I stressed on my words ,my lips stretching to a thin forced smile.
"It's sounds good " grinning like a moron , he throw his head back at the couch .
" Idiot , biggest psycho pathetic , dumb ass " I smacked the tray down on the marble top once I reached the kitchen .
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"Here your fresh drink " I showed the drink infront of his face to see his head raising slowly to look at the cup infront of me .
"Is this orange ?"
"No , mango "
" I don't like mango " saying the word like a flash of lightning ,he put his head back and shutted his eyes again . My finger tighting around the cup holder .
"Then let me make a orange juice for you master "gritting my teeth involuntarily ,I turned to walk out .
The Crump on my lower stomach making me to his hiss lightly at pain as I took a step by step down the stairs , feeling like my legs may give out any second .
Period Crump are worst .
Taking the jar and fresh orange from his big refrigerator , I blended the ingredients and poured the juice on the glass .
" Aish " my free hand touched down my legs to release the aching .
" God damit , if he make me walk again then I might fall " my hand clutched on stair handle as I felt a slightly dizzy .
The insufficient food in the noon and the period making it even worst , making me feel like to throw up .
" Just little more and then I can walk back my home " giving myself a push , i walked up the stairs again .
Once i made up to the room , i clutched the handle and pulled it down to see the man now walking around the room leisurely , his body Turing around at my presence .
" Or.. orange juice " with a shivering hand , I placed the juice at his table .
" I like tea please " he lips curled into a light pout as he placed his cheek on his shoulder .
" But ..but ...you said ---"
" I said it few minutes ago , but now I like tea " shoving his hands into his pocket , he walked behind the table, his hands flipping on the pages of files on the table .
" Alyan "
" Hmmm" he hmmed while his eyes stared busyly at the paper , one hand shoved into his pocket while other flipped and holded the page .
"It's pretty getting late , I need to go home " his eyes looked up at me before hmming in response . My eyes glittered with a shine of happiness as I turned to walk when his next work halted me on my track.
"Not before making my tea" I nibbled hard on my inner lip , the sour taste of blood exploding my taste bud .I nooded my head and walked out the room .
"You may rost in a hell " plopping on the stairs ,I massaged my aching legs .
"Heartless creation " a salty tear slipped down my eyes .
This was just a beginning , many more were upto come .
A/n- this might be a Muslim story but not exactly about a muslim , the story is based on my wild imagination so please don't judge a muslim by it .
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