07: Ride home

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Zyran's POV:

I was accompanied with a family meeting with my cousins and brother when in the middle of it, I got a call from a mall informing me that my soon to be wife with her friends were being swarmed by people and reporters

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I was accompanied with a family meeting with my cousins and brother when in the middle of it, I got a call from a mall informing me that my soon to be wife with her friends were being swarmed by people and reporters.

Yes, the perks of being the 20 percent shareholder of it.

Upon learning this Shehryar, Ahmer along with me and Zayn got up and reached abruptly to the place after knowing that even the freaking security of the mall are unable to hold them off.

We hurriedly made our way up to the 5th floor and upon seeing It swarmed up with freaking bastards who can't mind their own business, I signalled the security I brought with me to part the crowd immediately.

This seemed bad.

Amaya seemed to be in a trance as the reporters just wouldn't stop barging her with questions. Her other friends I recognized to be Fayra was bleeding as she was about to fall but Shehryar caught her. I heaved a sigh of relief and called Amaya's name to get to her through the huge crowd.

The people upon noticing us turned towards us but thankfully the security held them off.

"Amaya." I call her name after reaching to her.

I was half part angry and worried about her ability to ignore her security like this.

She looked at me and her eyes looked like they were in a realm of their own. She wasn't here with me she was lost in her head.

And that can't possibly be good.

"Hey, I'll get us out of here." I assure, relieved when she nodded.

"Zyran! She is bleeding we have to leave." Shehryar shouted over the chaos.

"Take your car!" And with a nod Fayra supported by Shehryar made their way out of the crowd.

I draped my jacket over Amaya, when I noticed her shivering and shouted to the security to make way, and took her out of the mess.

Ayla and Ahmer followed us until we reached the parking lot. Pictures and flashes followed us along our path to the car.

I nodded for Ahmer to take Ayla on his car home and made Amaya sit on the passenger seat. Shutting her door I dialled a number on my phone while getting into the driver's seat and driving us out of here. "Find them. All."

"I need to see Fayra." She says fisting her hands in her lap. I put the call on hold and answered. "She will be fine, I promise."

I speeded up after ending the call and only after I was positive that there were no reporters on our trail did I slow down and dare to look towards my left.

"You should've taken security." I say sternly, the tension leaving my body and slowly being replaced by anger which I tried to tamp down the best I can.

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