Royal Ceo by Seerat Kaur (best electronic book reader .txt) 📖

          At noon, I almost convinced him that I was feeling better and he didn't need to be with me. It was an impossible job. But, he was convinced only to leave his guards behind. 

     "Give me a call and I'll be on my way back to you," he said. Concern was still clung to his handsome features. 

     I nodded. He pulled me into a kiss. He made me feel alive. He got on his feet and did his cuffs. He grabbed his coat. 

     He leaned as he kissed my cheek and turned to the door. A second later he was gone, tears lashed my eyes fiercely. He seemed icy at first, now he seemed more than anything. I didn't wanna name it love. I had feelings. The day wouldn't be far when I couldn't live without him.

     I slithered my hands on my cheeks. I sighed in defeat. I was pushing myself in a deep dark well. There was no way to come out. I felt a twinge of fear as my thoughts kept dragging me deep. 

     'Should I tell him? No! I shook my head. He would laugh at me. 

     I got a knock on the door. My hands shot up to my cheeks again. I wiped them quickly. My back straightened. 

     I blinked, "Eri!" I was shocked to see her here. 

     "Hi," She wrinkled her lips, "Did you cry?" Her voice was loud. 

     "Sh!" I put my finger on my lips, motioning her to lower her voice. 

     I had lied once to him. I couldn't bring myself to do it again to my sister. Her brows raised as she walked in the room and sat next to me, "Did he do something unpleasant?" She asked, her lips pressed in a straight line. 

     "No," I shook my head. 

     Aerial looked at me in disbelief, "King called me and asked me to stay with you until he returned from his office because he said his wife insisted on sending him to the office." She almost complained. 

     It was a shock to me. Was he worried about me that he asked her to be with me until he returned? 

     Her hand landed on my shoulder, bringing me back to reality, "Are you going to tell me or you're just going to stare at me with your wild-big eyes. What did he do?" She looked a little exasperated. 

     "I think I'm in love," Was all I could manage to get out of my mouth. My brain wasn’t functioning at the moment. I was hoping she would clear things up for me. I needed someone who could make me understand things in a better way. 

     "Wow! I don't wanna fall in love if I'm going to cry locking myself in the room." She blinked, glancing at me as I was the most awaited thing to see and an unsolved difficult puzzle. 

     She looked frozen up. I reached her arm and gripped it tightly. I shook her, "Are you okay?" I asked. 

     She let out a long sigh, "Listen!" She lifted her hands in the air, her both palms facing me, "See! I wasn't kidding when I said you're in love with him. But seriously, seeing you in all the tears, it's disturbing my peace, mate." She said, sounding disappointed. She bit the corner of her lip. 

     "It's because I don't know how does he feel for me?" Slow tears brimmed up in my eyes and rolled down my cheeks, "I'm scared to tell him. He would mock me and worse... he would allow another woman in his life." Mere thought frightened me. 

     "You're thinking too much," She wrapped me in the ring of her arms, "You're his wife. He won't do this to you." 

     She didn't know anything. What did he do on our wedding night? But I couldn't bring myself to tell her. I didn't want her to think of him as a bad person. 

      "I don't know." I covered my mouth with my hand to muffle the sobs. 

     "Please, stop crying. My own tears are threatening to spill," She rubbed her hand on my back in consolation.

     I laughed even though it wasn’t really funny. When I pulled back her eyes were glassy, "I'm sorry, Eri!" I cupped the side of her face. 

     She chuckled, "Please, don't scare me. We can go out. Your husband has a lot of money. No one would ask us to stop purchasing. He's so decent. He wouldn't rebuke you." She said happily, still looking at me with her glassy eyes. 

      "He wouldn't rebuke me. True. But he's not decent." I told her. 

      "It is getting a whole lot more interesting. What are you hiding?" she asked, lifting her perfect arched brows. 

      Genuinely, I wasn't going to tell her. I thinned my lips, "He flirts with girls." I shrugged my shoulders. 

     She stared at me longer, "He is married now. Give him some time. He wouldn't hurt you. I can guarantee." She said confidently. 

     We hadn't dated anyone. It was only us always. A big statement from her, there could be a reason behind it. I didn't bring it out today. Some other day! 

     I nodded fully. I was hoping so. 

     "Now, I understand why you are crying. Don't worry. I'll make his life hell if he hurts you." She was looking serious. 

     I shook my head to clear my thoughts, "I should start coming to the office." I said, changing the topic. 

     Aerial shook her head, almost denying me, "Concentrate on your wedding. I have seen him. After today, I'll advise you to pay close attention and time to your wedding. He's a possessive husband. He wouldn't like you to sit behind a desk, running fingers over the keyboard. " She said. 

      "What do you want me to do, cook for him, wash his clothes." I huffed. 

      "Not that. if it could help. You don't know how to cook or wash. Just be yourself. He likes you the way you're. He treats you like a queen, his queen." She said. 

     "You're saying as he told this himself to you." I rested my head on the pillow, staring at the closed door. What was I good at? My business! That was it. 

     Tears welled again, "I'm useless. I wanna cry." I said out loud.   

     "Let's cry together," She said as she giggled.