Stay With Me

4.

"They say home is where the heart is,
But God, I love the English,
You know I love a London boy..."

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After what felt like hours, she woke up with a heated gaze fixed upon her face and all she saw, when she opened her eyes, were a pair of the most beautiful blue eyes, she have ever seen, starring down at her.

Her blurred vision started getting clear and a face came into her vision. A man with ocean blue eyes starring down at her with his eyebrows knitted together and a scowl enhancing his face.
Then she heard his voice, gruff but warm, "I think you have gotten the wrong room.", and as if still in sleep, she felt she's dreaming because soon as the realisation dawn upon her that this man had ruined her sleep. She was sleeping so peacefully after so long and now it's ruined. A pout involuntarily made it's way on her lips, "No, you have gotten the wrong room. Go away!", she turned to her side to get away from the man, when a yelp came out of her mouth. The man had hosted her up in air, with his one arm going round waist and another under her knees and pulling her upto his chest.
Their faces inches away and if anyone even moved a bit, she feared their lips would touch. She took in his face clearly, olive skin, long lashes covering his blue eyes, which she was bit jealous off, slight beared covering his jawline and plum slight pink lips.

Her sleep long forgotten...

The man cleared his throat and that's when she realised their position, her face growing red out of embarrassment and the air around them hot. Her eyes widened as the man looked down at her, tucked safely in his arms, " Uhm, I'm...awake now?", that came out as a question rather than a sentence she thought she'd deliver with confidence, while the man rose his eyebrow, silently judging her, she guessed.
"Great to know!", she could clearly see that the man was making fun of her and even though she was the wrong one here, it didn't suit well with her.
"Well I guess you don't know, so put me down now!", she commanded, that's usually how she talked and the situation now really needed for her to show her power. But the man seemed unfased, and she saw him walking towards the door, all the while with her in his arms as if the weight of a 25 year old girl didn't matter at all.
"What are you doing? I said put me down, now!", she yelled at the man when she saw they were in the hallway and noticed he was taking her to the elevator. Was he going to go down like this? With her in his arms? She didn't even know who this man was and it would surely create a second hand embarrassing situation for her.

She kicked her legs and moved to get out of his arms but all he did was to tighten his grip around her waist and pressed the elevator button. "Put me down, you Mr. Sleep disturber!", yes, she sucked at giving nicknames, and her friends were done with her trying to give cute names for them.

He rose his eyebrow again, and she felt as if it was his favourite thing to do. Can't he hear what se was saying? Was he deaf? No, that can't be, he was responding to her, even though only through his eyebrows.
"I'll pluck out your eyebrows and...and put hot sizzling wax on your arms and then you'll know not to mess with me!", she tried threatening the man but all she saw a slight quirk of his lips, as if he wanted to smile at her harmless threat.

She heard the elevator ping behind her, and turned her head towards it when the man moved forward and finally put her down in the elevator, pressing the ground floor button and moving out. The gates of the elevator closed and she saw the man for the last time, or what she thought was the last time.

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She sat there in the VIP section along with other company CEO's, listening to what the host was saying on the stage.
The ramp walk was done for all and it was better than what she imagined, the judges even thought it as a very impressive move for the designer herself model her collections. The results will be announced at the end of the show and currently the CEO of Style Icon Models was called upon the stage to deliver a speech, and even though she looked attentive and hanging to every word he said, she was hell of tired and wanted to go back and rest.
Resting made her recall the incident that happened earlier in that cabin, she could see that man sitting in the VIP section too and she knew he was someone influenced, she just hoped he didn't take that to heart and doesn't create any problems for her in the future. Or worst be an investor and even though he liked her collection, he wouldn't invest in her company, all because of that act.

"Well, as you all know, I'm a 'old man' now", Mr. Malik said but she knew where the words came from and chuckled, "So it's no longer in my hands to continue working and handle this empire all by myself, which is why I've called my son, back from London to handle this company and take it to it's peak.", as the announcement delivered, everyone seemed shocked and surprised.
She had heard about the infamous son of Mr. Malik, who lived in London and handled their business and branches there, well nobody really knows him, they just know the name.
"Iman Malik, the new CEO of Style Icon Models.", the name felt oddly familiar to her, but her attention shifted to the stage as the crowd applauded, her eyes widened at the sight the man she saw earlier.

This wasn't what she meant when she said something worst might happen.

Her widened eyes met his as if he knew she was looking at him and all she got was a smirk from him, making her gulp.

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Hey guys!
So here's the 4th part of "Stay With Me", do you like it? They finally met!!!

It's gonna be fun from now and let's see what Iman's gonna do... Stay tuned to know!

There's a reference of T.S in the middle somewhere, search and comment below 👇🏻

Enjoy reading!
Bye 👋🏻
KM