His Love; Her Existence ✔

⭐Chapter 34(LAST)⭐

"Rise and shine, dear husband," I whispered as I softly ran my hands through Ammaar's smooth hair. He didn't open his eyes instead snuggled in my lap, falling back to sleep. "Come on Ammaar," I smiled, "you're gonna be late for work and make me too."

"Fu-" I gasped and smacked him on the head before he could complete that.

"Language! What did I tell you about that? Do you even pay attention to what I say?" I scowled, irritated.

Suddenly he pushed me back flat on my back on our bed, hovering over me.

"Oh I do, love. I paid a lot of attention to the sounds you made last night." He said in a hoarse voice, smirked deviously.

I almost choked on air and if that wasn't enough, my cheeks burned up in flames. Before I knew, he leaned down to kiss both of them making them heat up more.

"I absolutely love seeing you blush." He buried his face in the crook of my neck.

As much as I wanted to forget everything and pull him closer, I knew it wasn't the right time now. More like we did not have enough time for that. I slapped his chest and pushed him off of me.

"Stop joking around. We're getting late." I complained as I got up.

He groaned and begrudgingly and finally got up. "Fine." Grabbing his clothes he lazily walked to the bathroom. I rolled my eyes at his antics and shoved him in it.

I chuckled softly. I walked to the mirror glancing at myself one last time before getting out of the room and walking downstairs to help the cook for breakfast. It has been weeks since I got appointed to be Ammaar's PA and there was a lot of work to do.

I sighed and made the dining table, waiting for 'his Highness' to make his appearance. Seriously, that guy can get as lazy as me. And that's saying a lot.

After what felt like a year, Ammaar strode down the stairs and into the dining room, fully freshened and an amazing sight to look at. His messy light brown curls rested atop his head in an adorable yet charming way. One strand fell over his forehead, close to his right eye and like the lovestruck girl I am, I felt myself stopped breathing for a moment. He was dressed in a dark blue suit, screaming out confidence.

His ocean blue eyes locked with my own brown ones, and a small smirk took over his lips. I perfectly knew he was recalling his earlier words.

"Don't," I ordered, returning to my senses.

The guy had the nerve to cackle before raising his hands in surrender. "I didn't even say anything, love."

"You pretty much have said everything without words." I bit back rolling my eyes.

"Oh I love how you understand me so much," he winked.

"Just sit down, we're already running late. All because of you." I huffed.

In return, he gave me a cheeky smile and settled down. After saying bismillah(in the name of Allah), we dived in.

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"Where's your lover boy, Dina?" Aira asked mischievously.

I groaned. "First, please upgrade your nicknames dictionary and second, he's out for work."

She smacked me on the arm to which I gave a sweet smile.

"God, you too! When will you both grow up?" Rania scolded like the mother she was. "Nothing has changed over the time."

"Oh it didn't? Because you sure have aged over the time." Aira retorted, mimicking her and I chuckled. We both were reaching for a high five when we realized our position(metaphorically not literally) and pulled back rolling our eyes.