Chapter 157. His Bride

"Leave," he said to Dua, while his eyes were fixed on Zahra, who was looking everywhere but at him. Irtaza stepped further into the room while Dua headed out, closing the door shut.

Zahra slightly moved her eyes to look at him. His white T-shirt had its sleeves folded, revealing his veiny arms, while his hands were stuffed in his pockets. His Rolex on his wrist added more enigma to his persona.

Zahra quickly moved her eyes down. "I... I will get... ready," Zahra said, somehow trying to shift his attention anywhere but her. She didn't know why she said that.

Irtaza stepped closer to her, and she felt her heart trying to leap out of her chest. He got nearer and nearer until he stood just next to her while she sat on the bed.

"Señorita." And with just that, her heart skipped a beat. She felt it. Goosebumps covered her body. It had been a while since he had called her by that name. That gentleness and warmth of old times reflected in his tone.

She looked up