Billionaire's Feisty Wife (Updating In the End of September 2021)

Chapter 20 - Robbery

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Chapter 20

ELZA

(After 45 Days)

Shit! Robbery?

Robbery of what?

Airab is extremely upset. He is unable to form a sentence that will communicate to me in a perfect way.

"Elza, the jingles my team prepared in two weeks... When today my men went for copyright, you know copyrighting the script, theme and jingles, we got to know that those are already under someone else's name. And since 4pm another ad with the jingles my team made is running on freaking television." Airab furiously runs fingers in his hair.

I hold him by shoulders and make him sit on the couch.

"Relax Airab." He is always a calm person and then this. This is not his style.

He is not going lunatic with tension.

Hurt.

Yes, that he is.

"Elza, I can't relax. We have no time. My team is again working on making new jingles, but how can I bear that efforts of many people have gone wasted because of a cheap kind of rivalry someone bears with me. Why to steal? They should bring creative ideas to fight with my agency." He lets out his anger while I keep my face close to his bicep; sometimes kissing and sometimes just nuzzling. He is in mess and has come to me. Maybe I am being a good wife.

Last time, a tagline was stolen. But he let it away saying two people can think of same tagline. But this time... It is so difficult to make music for advertisements. I have observed the work of Airab. It is not as easy as people think of it.

He places hand over mine which is fisting his arm though it can never wholly come in my tiny palm. He is so manly. Why would he not be? He is a Haroon – gorgeous, handsome, dreams of women.

"For now, focus on the work, once you complete this ad and the one you have to submit in two days, start strict search to find out who is the rebel. It might be from the team or in the office. In this week, keep everyone under strict eyes while you help your people in completing the task. Then, you start the search of this rebel." I give him an honest suggestion and he nods cupping my cheek. Next instant, he places a long lingering warm kiss on my forehead.

"Oh Elza, what would I do without you?" Seeing his mischievous smile, I loose myself in his arms. His arms tighten making me glued to him. It is as if he is trying to gain some kind of peace from this hug.

"Okay, enough, you are crashing my bones, dear husband." I pretend coughing and he leaves showing me his toothy smile like he is two years' toddler. How cute!

"And abut your earlier question, I can answer only in one case."

He raises his single eyebrow. Damn, I have tried many times but still nuts in this.

"Only if you change the question and ask me what would you do with me?"

His cheek bones stark out and he slams his lips onto mine, kissing me slow with waking passion and hunger.

"Tea today, please." He asks, once his tension somehow gets lessen.

The maid makes tea and passes to us. I have started to develop a liking for tea. I am not a tea lover except the cold nights of December. But now-a-days I feel myself craving for it.