Wishpered Promises Of LoVE

Wife

Fayza's POV:
    I, Fayza Firdaus, the Princess of Oman, one of the successful entrepreneurs…that too at such a young age…is the person who is mostly used as a role model to inspire others.
    Fayza Firdaus! The name itself has the weight to make people bow their heads in front of me in respect.
  An affluent business woman…who is the inspiration of many people..girls to be specific.
   So many people want to be the next Fayza Firdaus. Only…if only they knew who Fayza Firdaus really is! I bet nobody would ever want to become like this…not even in their worst nightmare.  
    If only people get to know  how much of a pathetic girl I am, behind this charade of the ruthless Princess…then their wish to become like me would fly away through the window.
   Princess! Huh! Whenever someone hears this word the first scenario they all imagine is a girl who is born with a golden spoon. A girl who never keeps her feet on the ground…rather people kiss the place she walks on. She is so fragile, just like a glass doll. She is someone who gets everything even before she could ask for it…she doesn't even have to lift her finger to order for anything because she always gets things decorated in front of her on a gold platter. A princess who enjoys her life with all the lavishness one could effort and then one day, she gets married to her Prince charming…with whom she gets her happily ever after.
    Such a beautiful story it is! But the truth is..not every Princess gets the life…that's written in the fairytales.
  Some Princesses have to walk on the burning cinders every day of their lives..their feet are not covered in velvet shoes rather it's covered with blisters. They are not as soft as cotton…some are more rough than iron. A few princesses are not cocooned in expensive clothes and jewelries..rather some are enveloped with deadly scars on their bodies.
   And I was one among the second category. All my life has been a series of miseries…pain..and every other word that exists on the vocabulary, which can truly express sufferings.
    And then like a gust of wind…he entered my life…dissipating all my sadness. 'Knight in shining armor ' that is what he is in my life. I never used to believe in this world until I met him…Rehan Tyler, the one and only love of my life.
   I didn't know someone could be this polite…this gentle…this much of a good person even in real life. He is truly what a Prince charming is called…and only I, the true Princess deserves him.
   I need him in my life like sails need the wind…I want him to be mine like the sea wants to touch the sky.
   And I will get him for sure…because he is the one who owns my heart.
   "Ma'am, we have arrived at Azan Inc."I came out of reverie as soon as the car stopped.
  Abid rushed outside the car to open the car's door for me.
  "Prepare the best security around Rehan…without him knowing. He should not get a single scratch due to the fued I'm having with Mr. Tariq. I want him to be safe and protected,"I ordered Abid who nodded his head.
   "And..I want all the information about every movement of Azel Edward,"I once again said to him while we walked inside the Azan Inc.
   I wonder why he named his company 'Azan'! It's nowhere near his name or anything.  
   "It will be done, ma'am,"Abid informed me respectfully. "You may wait in the car with Robin. I will call you if I need you,"I said to him before I walked up towards the receptionist.
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I knocked on the door,
  "Come in,"a smile immediately made its way to my lips when I heard his warm, euphonious voice. It's like music to my ears…I can hear him all day.
   I slowly slid the glass door which was the only barrier in my way to see the man…the man of my dreams.
   I could hear my own heart drumming against my ribcage..I wonder if it had the power would it have come out of my chest till now? I can't help but chuckle at my own silly thoughts. That's what his mere presence does with me.
  My heels stopped clicking as I abruptly stood..rooted on my spot, looking at the person sitting in front of me. His whole focus was on the file…while mine was on him.
  How can someone be this charming even without doing anything? He seems like a marvelous piece of artwork…anyone would stop by just to admire.
   He might be the first boy in the world, who never stopped to spare a glance at me…I mean the way I want him to. But he is the only boy whom I want to look at me like I am his everything.
   As if in the queue he lifted up his head…his honey brown eyes fell on me..and there goes my heart! My breath hitched as everything seemed to come to halt for me.
   Only he is the person who seems mobile along with my heart that is constantly hammering on my ribcage now.
   He came in front of me…a professional smile etched on the corner of his lips. If only it would have been a bit more than just professional. I sighed at my own thoughts knowing how it still didn't seem anywhere near possible.
   But no worries! It is soon going to come true…and I will make sure about it. I composed myself internally before shaking his hand which he forwarded towards me.
   "Welcome to the UK, Ms. Firdaus. I hope you didn't have much trouble coming here,"Rehan greeted me..making me smile..genuinely.
  It's only him, with whom I can smile without faking it. "Thank you so much, Rehan. And no, I didn't face any problem. The journey was a bit tiring but nonetheless great. And for the umpteenth time, it's Fayza for you please. I thought you told me we were friends,"at the last part I could not help but whine at the way he addressed me every time we met…and he laughed at my antics.
   I can't explain how beautiful that looked! I just felt I could do anything to see him laughing like this..even if that means climbing up Everest or bringing the blue lotus for him.
  "Sorry, it slipped out of my mind, Fayza. Is that fine now?"He immediately corrected himself. I nodded at him…lowering my head a little bit so that I could cover my cheeks that must have turned red by now.
   I never realized I had such a beautiful name before. Or is it just him who has added the beauty in it? I mentally shook my head at my own silly thoughts.
   "Please have a seat. What would you like to have? Tea or coffee…or wait, you just landed you might be hungry. Shall I order lunch for you..although it's past lunch time. But…umm…I don't think you have eaten anything?"He asked me out of courtesy. And I know it too well..but this stupid heart is just swooning over this simple care of his…I don't even know whether I could name it as 'Care' or not?
    "Did you have your lunch? How about we have our lunch while we discuss the plans regarding the project as well,"I tried my best not to sound too desperate or unprofessional although the case was exactly the opposite of what I was trying to portray.
   I crossed my fingers for him to say yes…but my smile almost faltered hearing him,"Sorry, but I already had my lunch awhile ago.
  Here's what we can do, why don't you have yours as well…let me order it for you. And once you are done we will proceed for the work?"He suggested with concern…maybe concern as a human being..or a business partner or maybe a friend. That was all from his side…and I knew it very well!
   I sighed internally…I should have known his answer beforehand.
"No, it's…it's totally okay. I will have it later. Anyways, I have had snacks during the journey. So, I am not that hungry…let's start working,"I lied to him about my having snacks…truth is I didn't have a single morsel of food since morning. But I lost my appetite…although he didn't have any fault in this, still the rejections sting!
   "You sure?"He once again queried me to be sure. I slowly nodded my head at him.
  And we started working on the project which is the only thing keeping me connected with him.
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   After sometime, his phone rang interrupting us in between our discussion.
  My eyes fell on his phone where 'Wild Cat❤️' was displayed.
"Wild cat? Who this might be?"I didn't need to put much pressure on my brain as I got the answer to my unasked question.
   He smiled brightly as soon as his eyes landed on his phone screen…while his eyes sparkled in utter bliss and happiness.
   It was her…at that very moment I knew it was her call.
   "I'm sorry…but I need to take this call,"he said before getting up from his seat without even hearing my response.
   He went towards the other side of the room to talk with her. He looked so happy talking with her…the smile he had now seemed so genuine…so pure unlike the professional ones he always passes me.
  And this very thought burned my heart…even after doing everything for him, I could never become someone special in his life…I could not even make a tiny place in his heart. Whereas, without any effort she is the one ruling his whole damn heart.
   Why the hell did he never notice me? Am I not beautiful enough for him? Am I not wealthy enough to match upto his standard? Am I not successful enough to stand beside him? Where do I lack? What does that girl have which I don't?
  I felt screaming my lungs out…these thoughts made me feel if she would have been in front of me now…I would have surely strangled her to death.
   I didn't even realize when my fingers curled up into a fist. I wanted to smash all the things present in that room…I needed to calm my anger before I regret it. But the only way to calm it down was to vent it out..on someone…or maybe something.
   A smirk made its way to my lips as I found out, on what I am going to vent my anger. I took the photo frame on my hands where a much younger looking Rehan was there.
   My eyes turned darker when I noticed another figure in the photo. A teenage girl who was undoubtedly that Edward girl.
   She was sitting on a swing while Rehan was leaning his head on top of her from behind, wrapping his arms around her neck. She was looking towards the camera with a wide smile plastered on her face…and his eyes were cascaded down upon her as if he was looking at the most beautiful thing in the world. His lips were curled up in a breathtaking smile.
    How I wish that smile would have been for me! Then today this photo frame would have stayed intact.
   I let go of the frame which immediately fell on the floor before breaking into pieces. As the frame was totally made of glass and the photo was printed over it…so with the frame the photo shattered into uncountable pieces. I felt so satisfied hearing the shattering sound of the glass. Soon, I am going to shatter you in this same way, Azel! Very soon!
    "What the hell did you do?"I flinched out of my thoughts when I heard Rehan shouting at me.
  I lifted up my gaze only to meet with his raging ones. He strode towards me with a few long strides.
   He almost pushed me away from where I was standing…it was almost a push but I guess even in his anger he didn't forget his ethics. He didn't touch me.
   But what surprised me was his anger. He was angry as if I just damaged something worth millions.
   "Rehan, I..I am sorry, I was just looking at the photo. It accidentally fall from my hands….and…"
   I could not even finish as he gave me a death glare…that made me shut my mouth. I never knew he could get this angry. I always thought he was the most calm person ever…at least that's what I saw. But today this small thing just changed his whole demeanor. As if for a moment he even forgot that I was his business partner…one of the biggest shareholders of his company. Or it didn't matter to him at all.
    I saw he was trying to pick up the scattered pieces of the glass that had their picture on it. But it was just impossible to repair ever.
   "Rehan, what are you doing? Leave it. You will get hurt,"I tried to pull him…but he jerked my hands and focused on what he was doing before.
   "What has happened? Re?"Suddenly a female voice grabbed our attention as both of us turned our heads towards the entrance only to see HER standing there.
   It was Azel freaking Edward…who was looking at us both with a perplexed face. Of course, because Rehan was squatting on the floor on his knees in front of a pile of shattered glasses…while I was standing beside him.
   "Wild cat,"a small yet audible wishper left his mouth as she almost ran towards us.
   Before she also squatted down on her knees beside him,"What are you doing? Get up from here…you might get hurt,"Rehan spoke ever so calmly to her…as if he was not the person who yelled at me just awhile ago, just because I freaking broke a photo frame.
   I felt anger was surging in my body once again..seeing how he was totally a different person when he is with her.
   She looked towards the broken frame…as her eyes saddened at it's condition. And I can't explain how much happiness I felt seeing the tears that brimmed onto her eyes.
   "I…I'm sorry, Love. I could not preserve it well,"he apologized to her with a disheartened voice. He was sounding so low…that it broke my heart.
  "Hey, that's totally okay. Moreover it was just a frame…I will get another one for you, okay? There is no need to get sad like this,"she covered her own sadness before she tried to lift up his mood. It would be a lie if I say that I was not surprised with her behavior…I was more than astonished. I thought she was going to yell at him or maybe at least she would taunt him or something…but it was a totally different scenario here.
   "But that was the first gift you gave me..and I could not even keep it properly. Our picture…it…it got shattered,"he complained to her…just like a little kid. Never in my wildest dreams, did I think that he has this side too!
   "Hey, look at me,"she cupped his face..making him look at her. They both were looking at each other with so much love in their eyes…they were acting as if I didn't even exist in the room.
   With the passing time, I was just hating this girl. How dare she touch him like this? He…he is mine.
   "We have our whole life to click as many pictures as we want."
  "Oh Darling! If only you knew..that you certainly don't have your whole life with him. Because soon he was going to be mine,"I smirked at my own thoughts because very soon I am going to separate you both just like I did with the picture of yours.
   "But I only want that picture of ours,"he demanded to her…as if he were a baby. If I said that I was angry…then it would surely be an understatement because I was hell angry.
   They both were lost in their own world while ignoring me like a plague.
She chuckled at his childishness before ruffling his hair, messing it…how I wish to break her hand for this audacity of hers.
  "I will get exactly this same one for you…I promise,"she assured him, making him beam at her in joy. I rolled my eyes at them…he was behaving as if he just got the entire universe. How childish that is!
   I can even bring the entire universe at his feet..if he wants it once from me. But look at him! Being a simp for that girl…that too over a normal photo frame.
   Before they could do or say anything else that would make me out of control, I butted in,"I…I'm sorry. Actually it was me…my fault. I was admiring the photo..but it accidentally fell off from my hands and broke down. It happened so fast that…."
   "It's totally okay, Ms. No problem. It…it was just a photo frame anyway,"although Azel said that it was just a photo frame but I could see how much it was saddening for her to act like she didn't get hurt.
    And it made me have a victory dance in my mind. Azel stood up while making Rehan to stand up as well…who was adamant on collecting the broken pieces  of the photo. I wonder what his problem is? Why can't he let it go?
   "Still I am sorry. I should have been more careful,"I once again pretended to be sad when in actual my feelings were nowhere near that emotion.
   "I told you, it's totally okay. Please don't say sorry…it was just an accident,"she said genuinely.
   "No, baby. It was not..not certainty an accident,"I muttered underneath my breath. Rehan was still glaring at me every now and then as if he will hang me to death for killing his photo frame brutally.
   "And I'm asking Liam*(Rehan's PA)* to send someone to clear this mess. And I don't want to hear anything otherwise about this, Re,"she informed him and ordered him at the same time. Her voice held the finality making him shut his mouth.
  It's outrageous! How the hell does she control him? And why doesn't he say anything against it? Uggh!
   She called his assistant from the office telephone and put forward her order.
   Rehan was still mourning for the photo and I was trying to act to feel guilty.
  "Re, won't you introduce me to her?"She nudged his arm making him look at her helplessly.
  "My photo frame,"he still whined like a kid…I was now seriously getting irritated. How can he act this childish!
   "I will bring it to you…the first thing I go home, okay? Please don't be sad now? Please?"She gave him her puppy eyes.
   I mentally roller my eyes for the umpteenth time. She was literally acting like his mother instead of his girlfriend?
   "Fine,"he sighed. She gestured something to him with his eyes…I don't know what that is..but…"I'm sorry, Ms. Firdaus..I mean Fayza for my behavior earlier."
   Rehan apologized to me…and it was a genuine one…he bowed down his head in front of me to show his sincerity. This is why I love this guy so much.
  He doesn't have an ounce of arrogance in him. His heart is just like a pure innocent child's..which can get upset easily but can ask for forgiveness more easily when he feels that he is the wrong one.
  "It's totally okay, Rehan,"I gave him a bright smile..in return of which I got a slight nod from him.
   "Btw, she is Fayza Firdaus, my business partner…the one I told you about. She has another identity and it is that she is the Princess of Oman,"he gave my introduction to her.
  "And Fayza, she is Azel…Azel Rehan Edward. My beautiful wife and the love of my life,"as soon as the words left Rehan's mouth…I felt the whole sky collapsing over my head.