Kabir’s P.O.V.
As I settled down on the plush couch in my suite, exhausted, I muttered to myself, “Finally, some rest.”It was 3:30 a.m. and Zayn had ventured out to the hotel garden for some fresh air, while I craved the solace of my room.Just as I was about to close my eyes and sleep, I heard a knock on the door. I let out an annoyed sigh and called out, “Who is it?”A male voice came from the other side, “Sir, it’s me, the manager.” I clenched my teeth, trying to keep my anger in check.“Come in,” I reluctantly said, permitting him to enter.He opened the door and stepped inside, looking nervous. I cut him off before he could say anything, my voice firm. “You better have a good reason for disturbing me.”He stammered, clearly intimidated by my presence. “Y-yeah, sir.” I could see the sweat forming on his forehead. “For your relaxation, I’ve got something special planned to help you unwind,” he quickly explained, his voice trembling.My curiosity sparked, and I raised an eyebrow, asking, “Huh? What do you mean?”A sly smile played on the manager’s lips as he replied, “Sir, just wait here. I’m sending her.” With that, he spun and walked away, leaving me excited.I took off my blazer and unbuttoned a few buttons on my shirt, allowing myself to breathe a little easier. The room was quiet as I waited for the mysterious visitor the manager had promised.A soft knock on the door broke the silence, and I called out, “Come in.” The door opened, revealing a vision of beauty standing before me.My gaze wandered from her head to toe as she stood before me. She was dressed in a crisp white shirt and a blue skirt that ended just above her knees. Her shirt pocket bore the hotel’s name, lending professionalism to her look.“Good evening, sir,” she greeted me politely. “The manager has asked me to bring you some drinks. I’m from a special staff member.”Ah, so she was the surprise the manager had mentioned. I felt excited as I watched her enter the room and begin preparing my drink. My eyes fixed on her figure, appreciating the beauty of her Indian heritage.I was exhausted and just wanted to get some sleep, but seeing her changed everything. She was undeniably attractive and hot.I can rest after some action! Isn’t it?Because it’s such a shame to let go of this Indian beauty who herself came to all your mercy.As she handed me the glass, her foot slipped, and before she could regain her balance, she landed on my lap.Instinctively, my hands wrapped around her waist, steadying her.In that moment, I could feel the warmth of her body pressed against mine, igniting a sudden rush of desire.As I looked into her grey eyes and saw her staring at me, her gaze filled with the same intensity that I felt, a surge of desire coursed through my veins.Well, it was pretty awesome to find out that we have more in common than just our eye colour. Our desires align too!I couldn’t resist the magnetic pull drawing me closer to her, and after leaning in, I captured her lips in a gentle kiss.In that instant, I could feel her eyes widening in surprise, but it quickly transformed into a reciprocation of passion. Our bodies pressed together, the heat between us growing with each passing second. Her hand found its place on my shoulder, anchoring herself to me, while her other hand tangled in my hair, pulling me even closer.Breathing heavily, we reluctantly pulled apart, our eyes locked in a gaze that mirrored the fire within us.I got confused as suddenly that girl got up from my lap and was staring at me with widened eyes.“What happened? Why did you get up?” I asked, irked.“Sir, I’m sorry-” I cut her off, showing my hand. She must be apologizing because she fell on my lap. But it’s okay. I’m already turned on and I’m definitely not in a mood to talk.My junior down there is all up for some action.“Just throw out this bullshit and do your work for what you are here,” I ordered and saw her staring at me.“What? Why are you staring at me? Kneel and suck me.” I ordered again, my voice dripping with arrogance. I saw her eyes widen even more, and before I could comprehend what was happening, she came closer to me and slapped me right across my face.The force of the slap startled me.What the fuck!“How dare you?” I asked, getting up from my place, my anger rising.“How the fuck dare you?” She retorted, her eyes spitting fire, making my confusion grow. Why was she so angry?“Listen-”She cut me off, yelling. “You listen, Mr. asshole. What the fuck do you think of me? A slave?”No one dared to talk to me like this. Not only did she slap me, but she also had the audacity to abuse me. That was something I couldn’t tolerate.Anger coursed through my veins, and without thinking, I reached into the pocket of my blazer, where I kept my gun. I pulled it out and held it firmly in my hand at her forehead.I saw her eyes widen as soon as she looked at the gun in my hand. A smirk played on my lips as I moved closer to her.“What happened? Cat caught your tongue now?” I asked, keeping the gun pointed at her head.She continued to stare at me, her eyes unwavering, not a hint of fear in them.“You think I got scared of this?” she asked, her voice laced with defiance. “You asshole-”I interrupted, “If you dare to call me an asshole again, I will not think twice about pulling the trigger and shooting you directly in the forehead.”She didn’t even blink, her eyes locked with mine, her defiance unyielding.Somewhere deep down, I couldn’t help but feel a tinge of surprise at her unwavering attitude.“Asshole!” she cursed, staring directly into my eyes.Feisty!Her boldness impressed me as I stood before her, the gun pressed against her forehead. She didn’t flinch, not even a hint of fear.I couldn't take my eyes off this captivating girl. As I witnessed her bravery, my anger began to dissipate. A smile spread across my face, admiring her fearless attitude. I couldn’t deny that her audacity only drew me closer to her.But I couldn’t let her see that.Staring at her with a stony expression, I pretended to pull the trigger, causing her to close her eyes in fear. I smirked, savouring the moment. But when she realized nothing had happened, she opened her eyes in shock as she was still standing there, alive.I smirked even more because my gun was locked. I just wanted to see the fear on her face.“You got scared, right?” I asked, a smirk playing on my lips.“No! Asshole. I’d rather die without fear than beg someone like you,” she retorted defiantly, folding her arms. As I met her gaze, my eyes unintentionally drifted towards her chest, momentarily distracted by the way her arms lifted and accentuated her curves.Instantly, she caught on to my glance, and her anger flared. 'Pervert,' she seethed, her voice laced with frustration and disdain.What the fuck!Her words ignited my anger.I should have shot her!I couldn’t believe she still had the audacity to talk to me like this. Didn’t she know I was being generous towards her?Losing my temper, I pinned her against the wall, gripping her arms tightly.“This time, my gun is not locked,” I said dangerously, coming closer to her face. I slowly inserted the gun into her mouth, holding both her hands above her head, feeling a rush of power and control.But to my surprise, she didn’t flinch. Not even a hint of fear. In fact, she glared at me.What the fuck! Her audacity only fueled my frustration and desire for her. She was turning me on with her attitude.We locked eyes, our gazes intense, as our bodies pressed against each other. My one hand still firmly gripped her arms, while the other caressed the gun along her jawline.However, a sudden knock on the door shattered the trance. I wondered who could be here at this time. “Come in,” I said, my voice still filled with authority, not letting go of her.“I’m so sorry. Sir, I got delayed. I had to use the restroom.” To my surprise, a girl entered wearing lingerie with a robe on top. I scanned her from top to bottom, then glanced back at the girl I was holding. I noticed her name, Roshini, printed on her badge.Fuck! She was one of the staff members of this hotel.I stared at her face and then at her badge, she glared at me and pushed me away. I looked at her, startled.Damn! It seems like I misunderstood her with that other girl the manager was referring to.“Sir, should I come in?” The girl who was standing at the door asked, her voice coming out a little seducing.I closed my eyes at the fuck up I just did and my anger boiled over, and I yelled, “Get the fuck out of here!” She flinched in her place and seeing my eyes spitting fire, she immediately turned and left.My eyes then fell back on Roshini, who was still standing there, glaring at me.“Sorry! I’m sorry. I apologise.” I quickly blurted out, feeling a mix of frustration and guilt.It wasn’t easy for me to apologise, but there was something in her eyes that made me reconsider my stubbornness. I didn’t want her to curse me even more, and maybe, just maybe, there was a chance to salvage this situation because whatever I did was not something Zayn and I stood for.Consent is important, period!Roshini’s P.O.V.I got startled to hear the apology from the man who was ready to shoot me a few minutes back.“Huh? Did you actually apologise?” I asked, my surprise evident in my voice.Just moments ago, this intense and brooding man had me on edge with his aggressive demeanour, and now he was apologizing. It was unbelievable.“Yes, I’m sorry, Roshini. I misunderstood you with someone else,” he explained, his voice filled with guilt. I stared into his striking grey eyes, searching for any sign of honesty. It was clear he genuinely regretted his actions.“Accept my apology, please.” He implored, holding my hand and placing a soft kiss on it. His unexpected tenderness took aback me.“Just a few minutes back, you were all alpha and now this?” I asked, still staring at him.Sometimes, I just couldn’t resist speaking my mind.I found myself drawn to both his strong alpha side and his unexpected gentleness. It was an intriguing combination.“Alpha? Or more like a pervert!” As he asked, ra
Zayn’s P.O.V."I really need to fucking see my actions. What the fuck I was doing?" I murmured under my breath and unlocked my room door in haste. I was shocked to find two attractive Indian girls sitting on the bed, clad only in lingerie, and they gave me a seductive smile while gazing at me.Then I noticed a note placed between them. I moved closer to read the note, stepping towards them and pulling it out without even glancing in their direction.The note read, 'Gift for our boss. Hope you like it, sir. The Manager.'I glanced at the note and then at the girls, hoping their presence would distract me from the girl who was driving my mind insane."Start your work," I ordered them in a stern voice. They both looked at each other and then at me, completely intimidated by my tone."Fast," I said, staring at them. Both got startled, and immediately one girl knelt on the floor in front of me, while the other one knelt on the bed. The one on the bed started unbuttoning my belt, and the ot
Zayn’s P.O.V.After taking a quick nap, I dressed in my navy blue tuxedo. It was already noon, and we had to discuss the plan.In three days, there was a meeting for which I had come here. I was going to meet that Oberoi there, so we had to prepare for it.I had to make this visit useful. Initially, I wanted to kill Oberoi, but now I aimed to destroy him. I wanted to ruin his business and everything he had. He had shaken my whole life. Everything he did for money, he backstabbed my dad for money. For him, everything came after money, and I wanted to snatch everything away from him. I was determined to ruin him, and then I would kill him.Yes.I was engrossed in the conversation with my men when a soft knock on the door disturbed us.I closed my eyes to control my anger. I hated getting disturbed during my conversation.“Who the hell is there? Wasn’t there a ‘do not disturb’ sign?” I asked in anger.I could clearly sense the tense atmosphere as everyone tried their best not to show how
Myra’s P.O.V.I stepped out of his room, my heart still racing from the intensity of our encounter.After leaning against the wall, I placed my hand over my chest, trying to catch my breath.Being alone with him in his room had left me feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness.The surrounding air still carried his presence, his breath, and the lingering scent of his cologne. It felt as if he was still right there with me, even though he had stepped away.The effect he had on me was undeniable.My heart was pounding so fast, so I exhaled a deep breath, trying to calm myself. It was a sensation I had never experienced before, and it took me by surprise.I closed my eyes, trying to regain control of my emotions, but his piercing blue eyes flashed in my mind.Oh, those blue eyes. I had only heard about how mesmerizing they could be, but seeing them in person was a whole different story. When my hazel eyes met his intense blue gaze, it felt like a magnetic pull drawing me in. His eyes i
Zayn's P.O.V.As soon as I heard the voice say, “Sir, drinks,” my blood boiled with anger.It wasn’t her.My senses were instantly empowered with frustration.I looked up, shooting daggers at the girl who stood before me, visibly trembling at the sight of my bloodshot red eyes.“Get the hell out of here!” I shouted, unable to contain my anger any longer.I stood up from my seat, my emotions getting the best of me.The girl took a step back, her voice trembling as she asked, “W-what h-happened, sir? I’m sorry if I made some mistake.”I closed my eyes, trying to regain control over my anger, but nothing seemed to work. Frustration was consuming me, and I couldn’t understand why I couldn’t get a grip on my emotions.“Get the fuck out!” I roared at her, my frustration boiling over. In a fit of rage, I harshly pulled out my tie and threw it.Just as I thought the situation couldn’t get any worse, I heard her voice again, asking, “W-what happened?” My heart skipped a beat.She was here.I t
Kabir's P.O.V.“I hope everything is clear?” I asked my three men, handing them the file.“Yes, sir,” one of them replied, while the others nodded.As we were preparing to leave for Pune, I thought about reviewing the files and discussing them once more with my men so that the meeting would go smoothly.“Let’s go,” I ordered, standing up.Just as I rose, a knock echoed on the door, making me wonder who it could be.“Come in,” I instructed, and as the person entered, my gaze softened.It was Roshini, standing there with a drink trolley.“Sir, drink.” She offered, and I stared at her, raising my eyebrows.When did I order a drink?I looked at her and found her already staring at me. I smirked before nodding, understanding her gaze.“Yes, serve me. The rest of you can leave. I’ll join you after having a drink.” I instructed them, emphasizing the double meaning of the word “drink” as I glanced at her.She lowered her gaze, biting her lips, while others left.She looked at me as I uttered,
Myra's P.O.V.Sir asked me to leave, but our gazes remained locked. He repeated, and before I could respond, he abruptly left in a hurry, taking a call.I stood frozen, staring straight.My hands automatically went to my cheeks, where he kissed me.He kissed me? Shit!My heartbeat accelerated from the moment his warm lips landed on my cold cheeks, making them warm.“Myra, Myra,” my trance was broken by the manager’s voice.“Where are you lost?” He asked, irritated, but I kept numb, not knowing what to say.“God, why aren’t you answering, and why the hell have you kept your hand on your cheek?” He asked, annoyed, making me realise that my hand was still on my cheek. I immediately removed it, feeling embarrassed.“What the hell, Myra? It seems like the extra shift has taken a toll on you. Go take a break. I’m keeping a late-night shift for you. It’s just 6:00 PM right now. Go,” he ordered in a stern voice, making me nod my head.Giving me one last glare and shaking his head, he went awa
Zayn’s P.O.V.My phone pinged with a message as I sat inside the car, returning from a meeting.I took out the phone.Kabir: Have a great time at work, my love, and don’t miss me.I shook my head in disbelief upon reading his message. He sent it with a wink emoji.Me: Fuck off.I replied to him before keeping my phone back inside my coat pocket. I ignored it as I heard the pinging sound again. I was sure he must have sent a laughing emoji. Idiot!I sighed, looking outside the car’s window.“It’s quite late; I didn’t think I’d be able to see her now,” I murmured under my breath as soon as my driver pulled the car out in front of the hotel.I had decided to send Kabir, Marco, and a few of my men back because in Russia some important dealings of consignment were required. They would leave in a few hours directly from Pune and would be back on the day of the meeting for the after-party. I had planned to stay in Pune, but then I came back here.For the meeting, still two days left, so I co