SLS#5# The Lost Heiress

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Anaya's POV

I slowly opened my eyes and I was still feeling weak. Where was I?!! I looked around and found me laying on the bed. It was a nicely decorated room. May be a hotel room. But I have left my hotel in the morning. How come I be here?! Who has brought me here?!! Most importantly why am I here?!! If someone found me there in the road they should take me to the hospital. But why am I here then?!! What's wrong with this room?! Why is all the lights off here. I slowly sat on the bed. My head was blasting. I was trying to remember what happened but I wasn't able remember anything.

" Allah!!! How have I come here?" I asked myself

" You can't come here by yourself when you are senseless." I heard a very familiar voice.

" Zayn!!!" The name came out of my mouth automatically.

" You remember my name!! That's great." He said coldly. I sighed deeply.

" Why am I here?" I asked him.

" Because I have brought you here." He said .

" You shouldn't. Let me go." I said getting up from the bed. But the next moment I sat on the bed. He came to me and handed a glass of water. I had it and looked at him. He was looking at me without any expression.

" You are still weak. Take rest." He said.

" Why have you brought me here?" I asked him. Why can't he understand that he is trying to risk his life staying close to me.

" Then what would I do? Leave you there in the street?! I couldn't. I am not heartless like other people." He said. I looked at him weirdly.

" How did you find me?" I asked him.

" I am not bound to answer you." He said.

" Then I am not bound to stay here as well." I said to him and he rolled his eyes. " I am going, bye." I said and stand up. I had no strength to carry myself.

" Need any help?" He asked me

" No, thanks." I said..

" Ok." He said. I rolled my eyes and kept walking leaning on the wall. I looked back and found him following me.

" Why are you following me?" I asked him and reached the staircase. I took the first step and was about to fall down. He immediately hold me and glared at me.

" This why." He said and I looked at him angrily. He helped me to come downstairs. Then left my hand. I sighed. " Go, there's the door." He said and sat on the couch turned on the TV. He started to watch the news. I rolled my eyes. Stupid!!!

I reached the door somehow and then tried to open it. It was locked. I glared at him who was still busy watching the news. I walked back to him slowly and stood in front of him. He raised his eyebrows looking at me sharply. I took the remote from him and turned the TV off.

" What happened?!" He asked me.

" What happened??!" I asked him weirdly. " What do you mean by what happened?"

" I don't know what happened. This is why asking you. Haven't you gone yet?! I thought you have already gone back." He said.

" Don't act so innocent." I said to him.

" What have I done here?" He asked me.

" The door is closed." I said.

" Then open it." He said trying to take the remote back. I threw it on the corner of the room and it broke with a loud thud. " It is locked. Give me the key." I said to him.

" I don't have the key." He shrugged.

" Then who has it?" I rolled my eyes.

" Ali took it with himself. He locked it from outside." He said and took the book placing on the couch and started to read it.

" What is this?" I asked at his strange behavior.

" Taming The Shrew. Turkish version. Wanna read it?" He asked me still looking at the book.

" I didn't ask about the book" I gritted. "Leave it. Just leave it. You can't do anything."

" We will see." He said turning over the page. Urrrggh!!!

I was thinking how to go out of here. I kept thinking about it. Suddenly I remember I can call the room service or the hotel management. There must be a way. I quickly reached the phone but a bucket full of Arctic frozen water flashed my excitement away. The phone was dead. I left my phone in the hotel room. This is why I call myself fool. Sometimes my foolishness crosses the border. What to do then!!!

" Why is this phone dead?" I asked myself.

" How do I know!!!" He answered.

" I haven't talked to you. Tell me one thing why have you brought me here?" I asked him.

" I have answered you already. Don't keep repeating one word continuously." He said.

" I hate you." I said.

" Yeah, I know that." He said. I was about to say something but my eyes fall on the wall clock. It was 7:00 AM. Oh, only 2 hours have spend but the next moment the date gave me a heart attack. It was not 2 hours. It was freaking 26 hours!!!!

" Yeah, it's 7 in the morning." He said.

" What the hell!!!" I said.

" Hell!!!" He asked.

" I was here since yesterday?" I asked him.

" Apparently yes." He said.

" Have you done anything with me?" I asked him and he chuckled.

" What do you think?" He asked me.

" How will I know that?! I was freaking unconscious." I said and this time he looked at me rolling his eyes.

" Look at yourself. Your sleeves are folding just like it was. No one has touched you. Just doctor gave you an injection. That's it." He said.

" Injection!!!" I looked at him weirdly.

" Yeah. This why you were sleeping like that." He said to me. I rolled my eyes.

" You could have called my friends and told them that I am here." I said to him.

" I did. They know that you are here." He said.

" What have you told them?" I asked him.

" I told them we are getting married today." He said. I looked at him with my eyes open widened.

" What?!!" I asked him.

" Yes." He said.

" Why did you do that?!" I asked him.

" You know I have thought about your words again and again. You are right I don't have a right to interfere in your life like that. But if you are my wife then even you can't stop me from doing that, right?" He asked me and I kept looking at him weirdly.