Possession by Laila Ali (ink ebook reader TXT) 📖

She was lost in her thoughts when the door opened and he came in with a cup of in his hand. He was now wearing grey trousers, with a loose white T shirt.

"Here take this" he said, handling her the cup whilse she sat upright, her back resting against the headboard.

"What is it?" she asked, confused, a frown etching on her face as she quickly took the cup.

"Coffee"

"Did you make it?" she asked with surprise.

"Yeah I did" he said, nonchalantly.

She was left gobsmacked at the moment. This man utterly confused her.

"Drink it" he commanded and she took a small sip. Her eyes closed in delight. It was so frothey, creamy and tasty.

"Did you really make it?" she asked again, as he sat down on the nearby couch.

"Yeah I did, my wife. I did," he emphasized, "Now finish it"

She was a coffee lover and coffee always  felt like a heaven to her whenever her migraines attacked her. The familiar aroma brought back many memories. Her mother and she  sometimes used to have long coffee talks in the kitchen, late at night. Those momets were a pure bliss. And whenever, she had finished her mother's handmade delicious coffee, she'll always say the phrase with utter excitement, 'let me kiss your hands ammi' and then they both would laugh out loud before her mother would quieten her, indicating that her father will wake up.

After a few minutes, she gulped down all the coffee down her throat. It wasn't like that her mother made but still it was delicious. So delicious

"Let me kiss your hands" she uttered with excitement whilst placing the cup back, the pain was still there but was reduced a bit.

"Hmn?"

"Huh, nothing nothing" she responsed, realizing what he just said, more like to whom he said.

'What a dumbo you're Zahra!'

"Ah" she suddenly moaned, when the pain slightly increased from a certain area of her head.

"What happened?"

"My head aches so bad" she stated, her eyes closed with pain, her hand resting on her temple, "that often happens, my mama used to massage my head and the pain would go away but nothing is affecting now. I don't know why but I'm experiencing this pain since last night, my every brain cells hurt. I also have to go to university, my class is at 11 but I don't think the pain would go away. I don't know why God has even created headaches," she continued to blabber and her blabbering suddenly stopped when she felt a hand underneath her chin, bobbing her head up. She opened her eyes and saw Irtaza standing near her.

"Do you want me to massage your head?"

"What? No. No way" she said, surprisedly.

"Yes way, now move a bit, let me sit" he said and she moved a bit, letting her sit at her back.

He placed her head on his lap, she wanted to protest but the severe headache didn't let her. And he begin to massage her temple with the pads of his fingers. His thumb slowly moved towards her eyes and softly knead the skin of her brows. He was doing so good and she could feel slowly sleep encompassing her.

"Your fingers are magical" she muttered in her drawly voice, her eye lids drooping down already.

"Sleep baby" he muttered, before moving forward a bit and placing a soft, chasty kiss on her lips.

With that her eyes lids close, her system shutting down, giving her a break from this world. This venomous world. But her statement certainly didn't miss his ear which she uttered before she went into that deep slumber.

"Don't hurt me"

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An early update because of my reader who has her birthday today.

Next update by 5th or 6th May.

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