NASHA ❤ (Drugs)

Uk to Dubai.

"When, when people like you will fucking stop playing with my feelings, with my freaking life" I clenched the bed sheet real tight

"Mr. Shehryaar Asif now now, What kind of rubbish you're talking I'll never fucking stop involving me in your life" She thinks I am stupid, I won't do anything.

"Bitchy much" I smirked and she nodded slyly.. I kind of struggled getting out of the bed and stood straight, firm

"And now what do you think you're doing?" She asked frowning hard I smirked mentally..

"Don't you want me to kiss you now? You don't want to miss this opportunity now don't you?" I slyly smirked stepping towards her..

"Really?" She frowned hard but nodded signalling guards to leave and I smirked even harder mentally.. How stupid move.. She moved back to wall leaning to wall smiling shyly

I came to halt almost inch away leaning into her, she closed her eyes and wetted her lips slipping my hands on her neck I pulled her in me but before her lips could hovered over mine..

I hit her head hard with the wall, she groaned in pain tried to protest but with in swift motion fall on floor with thud.. I quickly moved towards gate and locked it.. The plus point right now is the door is of metal no one will ever in dream will be able to broke it.. The second thing I did was to grab her mobile phone from her jeans pockets and put it in mine. Clever move right?
I need to freaking call my guard and to fucking find my life..

I quickly walk over the bed where my mobile was happily lying I grabbed it quickly and messaged them..

The guards outside was trying to break the door. As if, ha.

After not more than 10 minutes I felt as if I am in street fight cause all I could hear was groans, smashes and all..

In no time everything went silent, dead.. Malaika was still lying unconscious there which I least care about..

I unlocked the door and walked outside only to find my guards standing proudly with firm strength and those goons lying unconscious just like Malaika..

I nodded at them and moved outside they followed me.

"Sir, where to?" As soon as I stepped in car driver asked

"Airport" I simply stated..

"Airport?" He confirmed I nodded. Without any further details or question he raced the car..

We stepped inside airport and I almost ran to reception, almost..

"Hey, I need to check on your computer, I'll take just 5 minutes" I quickly said, She frowned but shook her head as my words registered in her mind.

"Sorry Sir, we can't just let you go through passengers personal info, its highly restricted here. Thank you" I smacked my palm harder on wall which was dividing me from the room..

"Sir, Shehryaar Sir calm down" Anas grabbed my hand before I could smack my fist one more time.

"Anas do anything, I want that damn list right this instant" I ordered and he quickly nodded and before I could state more he ran to don't know where..

I just stand there dumbfounded, how would I be able to find Ocean, may be she changed her Identity? Or may be she didn't send her anywhere.

"Sir, you're blocking everyone's way" The receptionist said her voice hesitant and eyes looking anywhere but me.. I cleared my throat awkwardly and stepped aside, one of my guard glared her which I noticed..

"Sir, Shehryaar Sir here is the list" Anas appeared panting and I flashed a happiest smile to him which he returned with a stupid grin..

I ran my eyes through list holding, clenching it in my hands actually..

Ravi.
Eden.
Sofia.
Gwen.
Jacob.
Malaika.
Westson.
Grey.
Vince.

Wait.. Wait a second.. Malaika?

I quickly flipped the page and found the details.. May be I was mistaken She could be other Malaika..

Malaika Ojha.
Age 22.
UK to Dubai.

But how could it be? She is here. Right here in UK and the flight here mentioned was of 4 hours before..

What the FUCK..

She sent Ocean using her identity.. I glared the receptionist smiling to the man in front of her.. I stepped towards her but two strong hands stopped me going any further.

Anas..

"Sir, There is no use to waste our precious time on them.. So, Sir what will we do now?" He asked as if know everything I frowned at him.

"Anas, do you know what I am thinking right now?" I asked my frown went deeper when he actually nodded.

"The all you wanna do right now is to kill everyone here" His answer made my lips twitched up..

"No Anas, I want you to book our flight to Dubai" I smiled when his face went blank..

"OUR as in Sir?" He asked.

"OUR as in me and you" I smiled.. He was still there dumbfounded..

"Anas, move" He was standing there total dumbfound statue but as soon as I ordered him, he quickly nodded and ran to don't know where again..

He could be My personal assistant He is good.. I thought..

Anas booked a private jet because there is no flight to UK till tomorrow.

The Jet is big or should I say huge?

"Sir, Shehryaar Sir there is a room inside you can take rest there I'll go guide the pilot" He smiled..

Anas is 21 years old with muscular arms and ever so sharp and perfect jawline, he is almost same of my height but have sensitive skin because whenever he talk his face turn red. His eyes are of different color blue and green and I found his full name is Anas Watson but He's Muslim.. Converted actually.. Well remind me to pinch his cheek..

"Anas No, I would like you rest in room and Pilot know how to fly a plane, go and have rest" I smiled gently..

"Sir, Shehryaar Sir I am okay" He protested.

"Anas Watson" I said with a stern voice he looked down and nodded and walked past me to room..

He remind me of Hussain, Opsss..

"Anas, remind me to call my brother later" I yelled and heard his Yes Sir..

I sat on a chair placed on side, stretching my arms to back of my head and legs to other seat..

Ocean, just be safe..

No update till my exams.. Sorry..