THE DON'S MUSLIM THERAPIST

The strange client

Layla's POV
He had grey eyes and black silky hair.He was mascular yet fit.His eyes looked dead but lit up Abit when he looked into mine.

Shoot I realised my mistake and lowered my gaze.
One of his men spoke.
Henry:sorry we are late.
Layla:well your session is over, come back tomorrow.

(The strange man took a seat)
Henry: ceasar doesn't like to wait.
Layla:well he made me wait, and his time is over.
Ceasar:my time is now princess.

(I got started by his deep voice.He had a michevious grin)
Ceasar:I hope i didn't scare you.
Layla:well you didn't.Your time is up.

Henry:we booked the other session.
Layla:how?
Henry: ceasar is a partner and donor to this establishment.So he can do whatever he wants.
Layla:fine then,but I would love it,if you were punctual.This maybe your establishment but this is my session and I will not tolerate tardiness.Is that clear ,Mr ceasar?

(They all looked shocked but ceaser looked amused)
Henry:do you know..
Ceasar: it's very clear princess.
Layla: your men may leave,so that we can start.

(The men left.I sat down.)
Layla: what's your problem?
Ceasar:you.
Layla: excuse me?
Ceasar:oh sorry,you meant my current problem.My wife died.

Layla:oh goodness,am sorry for your loss(okay now I feel bad for being strict on him.I couldn't help it,I hate it when people are late)

Ceasar:I don't like your pity(he said coldly.He had a very intimidating aura I won't lie.)
Layla:okay.What happened to her?
Ceasar: she got killed.

Layla:my goodness.Am sorry..
Ceasar: enough with the pity!(he said angrily)
Layla:hmm.You are a strange man.I am just showing concern.
Ceasar:why would you show concern for a complete stranger?

Layla: because I have compassion.Thats basically why I became a therapist,to help people grief and be happy.You definitely need help, that is why you are here.so here I am,at your service.Tell me,how was your relationship with her?

Ceasar: abusive.
Layla: abusive?why did you abuse her?
Ceasar:why do you assume that am the abuser?is it because am a man?
Layla:oh am so sorry,that was insentive.Abuse goes both ways.Am sorry for that.Why did she abuse you?

Ceasar: it's because I abused her(I froze looking at him confused)
Layla:oh okay,you abuse each other.Why?
Ceasar: it's because we are toxic and that's how we were raised in the ma..

(He stopped)
Layla:in the what?
Ceasar: nothing.Thats how we were raised.we both have anger issues and she never tolerated me,so we fought.

Layla: fighting isn't good you know.
Ceasar:it worked for us.
Layla: no,it shouldn't, violence isn't the answer.You should use your words not your hands.

Ceasar:then I need you to teach me to believe that.Because there is no way in hell , someone is going slap me and stay living, and I don't care if it's a woman.

Layla:so you would kill me if I slapped you?
(He became silent and just stared at me.All this while I lowered my gaze)
Ceasar:no.
Layla:why ?
Ceasar:I wouldn't want to hurt you.