•| His Intoxication |•

Chapter 24

I bit of Gore and lots of Curse words in this chapter so please read if you're comfortable with it.

-AYZEL KHAN-

Theb walk from the jet to the car in the parking lot was a bit hectic because of the amount of eyes on us made my anxious.

"Ayzel wait" Zaviyar suddenly stops on his track and drag me eith him on the edge of the entrance of the parking lot.

"Why? What happened?" I tilt my head to the side as he picks up the call that got his face stern.

"Yes Samuel?", His frown turned into a furious face. I assume something bad happened?

"What?!", He suddenly burst out which made me flinch. He breathe through his nose and continue to argue with the person on the line.

"I don't know how we're gonna fix this mess up but get THIS DONE within a week or something", he grunts out as the grip on his phone tightens and veins visible on his neck.

"JUST......don't f**k up for god sake", he cusses as i only rub my arm to get some warmth under this cold weather in Dubai.
He hang up and turns to me with a angry look on his face.

"Zaviyar–", he cut me off by taking off his suit jacket and wrapping it on my shoulder which i held by the edges.

"Ayzel go to the A24 block and get into the car and the guards are already there, waiting", i protest as he only told me to go. I might be lieing that i don't care for him.

"But Zaviyar–" he only breathe deeply as he tries to keep his anger to himself.

"Ayzel....i said GO to the car. Right. F**king. Now", he says in his low tone as i just lower my head and nod. I keep looking back at, to see him yelling on the person, on his phone. Looking Worried yet angry.

'Something is definitely wrong'

I sat in the car that drove me to the Burj khalifa. Rich people got more problems i guess. I got out of the car to be greeted by the mighty Burj Khalifa. God it was so beautiful. I held the handle of my suitcase as the my 'bodyguard' took it from my hand. I protested but he offered his help.

"Ma'am, Sir said that i have to escort you to the apartment", he smiles politely as i notice something. He had a big scar that drags from his right eyebrow to his lip. God now that's a furious scar. Probably from a fight.

We reach the elevator and Leandro, my personal assigned Bodyguard pushes the button to the top floor. You can guess which number because I'm Traumatized by the number of floors. Allah! I'm going to the clouds. Me and Leandro chit-chat as the 'flight' to the top floor was long. I got to know that he's a pretty nice person and he has a wife here, in Dubai. His face was screaming Happiness and proud as he described how his wife looks. Sadly, his phone was forgotten in the car and i wanted to see the lucky girl of his. 'I wonder if  he also looks in love while talking about me!' .

–ZAVIYAR ALI KHAN–

I got a call from Samuel that that F**ker got to know about me in Dubai. If i knew he was here, i would have blasted this city. I'm worried about Ayzel more than my business. I feel bad for leaving Ayzel alone but i trust Leandro, he's my most trusted Man. Our car stops suddenly making me look around.