Chapter 10

Zara's POV. 

I have been doing a lot of stressing these days. 

I thought getting married or rather planning one's marriage was supposed to be...fun? Stress free? 

Planning my marriage has been anything but fun so far. I get worried about the smallest things. 

It is so annoying.

I worried about getting the right color of Sari and then I had to pick a Kaftan for Jason, one that would match my dress. 

Apparently we have to wear matching colour.

Of course you have to match, you dimwit. 

I picked a red velvet cake that had a cream colored frosting and it was three steps. 

My mum wanted to make it four steps but I thought that would be too much.

I let my mum worry about the catering stuffs. 

I picked out the flowers I wanted for the decorations and I had to pick the perfect Mandap-- Lucy helped with that.

I picked light pink flower to be used for the decorations and I left my mum to do the invitations stuff...too.

If it were up to me, this wedding wouldn't be happening anytime soon but I don't have a say in when I can have my wedding. So...my wedding is in two weeks time.

Yay!

"Soooo..." Lucy says bouncing lightly on my bed.

We are currently in my room doing nothing. By nothing, I meant scrolling through my Instagram feeds and stalking hot guys.

Who cares if I will be getting married soon? It won't stop me from stalking. 

"What?" I ask. 

Lucy over excitement was starting to irritate me. One would think she is the one getting married from how happy she is. 

"What do you want to do for your bachelorette party?" She asks smiling widely.

I shrug "Nothing?" I say a little bit unsure. 

"What do you mean nothing?" She asks. She looks genuinely shocked by my answer.  

I am shocked too.

"Exactly what I said Lucy." I tell her. I hope she drops it, I really don't have the strength to deal with her right now.

I never thought the day would come where I will be irritated with my best friend. 

This whole wedding thing is fucking with my head.

There was silence for a while and I turn to face her. She is giving me an all too familiar look... You know, that sorry look.

She doesn't have anything to be sorry about. I mean she is not the one planning to marry me off to Jason. 

"What is with the look, Lucy?" I ask her even though I already know the answer to that.

She shrug "I just... It is just that I never imagined this would happen to you or rather us. We used to talk about how much fun it would be to plan our weddings but now... It is just... Meh. I feel so bad that I cannot do anything to stop this wedding from happening and..." She trails off.

Change of mind, I prefer my overly excited best friend.

"It is fine Lucy." At least I think it will be fine. "It is not like Jason plans on making me a full housewife or something. I will be fine, things can only get better from here." 

I really have no idea what that means. I said the word that everything will be fine but I am still not convinced. 

"You think so? Do you think you will be happy with Jason?" She asks giving me a skeptical look.

I look away from here and stare at the blank screen of my Iphone. 

I really don't know how to answer that. 

Will I be happy with Jason? Is there any chance that he will come to like me? Will I end up as one of those bitchy and stuck up billionaire wife that is having some kind of affair with someone else?

God I hope not. I don't want to end up like that... I can't end up like that.

I run my palm down my face to clean the imaginary sweat that was dropping. 

"Answer me Zara." Lucy calls and I turn to face her.

Shit! What do I say to her? She looks so worried and I... Just don't want to make her worry about me too much.

"I..." 

The door to my room opened all of a sudden and my mum come inside the room. 

"Zara, I need you to take this to Jason and have him try it on. We have to make sure it is a perfect fit." She says holding up Jason's kaftan.

"But he dropped his measurement so I am sure the cloth will be just fine." I tell her because I am actually dreading the thought of seeing Jason.

She shoot me a chiding look "Just listen to me, Zara. The measurement might not be accurate, just take this to him and make him try it on." She says.

"Why can't you get the driver to take it to him?" I ask her.

"Really Zara? Just do as I say." She says finally and drops the Kaftan on my bed. 

I know not to argue with her after that. 

"Well, can I drive?" I ask her timidly. 

You are pushing it Zara.  

I just thought to try.

She shoot me a pointed look. I even heard Lucy snort behind me. 

"Okay. I just have this get him to try this on and that is it, right?" I ask her.

"Yes. The driver will take you." She says before leaving the room mumbling something about how stressful planning a wedding is and how stubborn I am. 

"Guess I have to go now. See you later Lucy." I tell her before grabbing the kaftan off my bed and literally run out of the room. 

I can't believe I am avoiding my best friend. It is not my fault though. She has this uncanny ability that she can tell whenever someone is lying and I really don't want her to stress.

Lucy doesn't deal well whenever she is under stress or when she is worrying about someone. 

I remember when Renia was sick, it was as if Lucy was the sick one.

She was just... I don't know the word for it. 

I go to Aliyah's room and brush out my hair before heading to the car.

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The driver is already behind the wheels and I just hop in and rattled off the address to Jason's hotel and then I got lost in my thoughts.

What happens if this so called wedding turns out to be my worst nightmare? 

What if Jason is some kind of violent...

Don't go there Zara. You met him already. Does he look like someone that could raise his hands on you? 

Looks can be deceiving at times, you silly thing. 

But he seemed like a decent guy, of you look past what the "papers" have to say about him. 

What if he is just the way people say he is? Will I just be another notch in his bedpost? 

Will I end up like those women that they husband is having an affair and they just overlook it? 

Ohh come on Zara, positive thinking only. 

I blow out a breath and run my fingers through my hair. 

"We are here Miss." The driver's voice snaps me out of my little trance. 

My palm is suddenly sweaty even though the car interior was really cool and the AC is in full blast. 

I can't be nervous. 

I wipe my palm on my trousers and alight from the car. I grab the bag that I had folded the Kaftan in and head for the door.

I am suddenly hit with a sense of déjà vu. I walk up to the bitchy receptionist and I plastered on my most fake and overly sweet smile for her. 

"Is Jason in?" I ask her and her head snaps up so fast that I feared she might break it.

"Umm... Do...do...you have an appointment?" She stammers. Her eyes is filled with panic and dare I say, fear. 

Why the hell is he stammering? 

"I am guessing he is around then, I don't need an appointment to see him." I tell her and I flash her another smile again before heading for Jason's office. 

She spring out of her seat and run over to my side. 

"Sir has asked not to be disturbed. You can't go in there Miss." She says sounding so desperate that I almost listen to her but fuck it all to hell. I was busy having a good time in my room when I was ordered to come here all of a sudden.

"You don't have to worry. I will make sure you don't lose your job. I just have to see him for a short while. It is really important." I try to ease her fear but it just look like I multiplied it. 

"You don't understand Miss. He said he doesn't want to be disturbed at all." She says desperately. 

What could he be going that is so important?

Well I don't care I was busy doing important stuffs too. It is only fair that we both get disturbed. 

It is our wedding, not mine alone.

I ignore the receptionist and open the door. I will ask Jason not to fire her or anything, it is my fault...

I walk past the small lounge and turn the knob to the office. 

I stop dead in my track at the sight before me. 

Jason is there in all his naked glory busy fucking some girl against his office desk. The girl's moan is so loud that it almost felt like the sound is coming from me. He is busy fucking her from behind and grunting at the same time.

They were completely oblivious to my presence. I let go of the bag in my hand and it lands with a soft thud but it was enough sound to snap them out of they.... I don't know...

Jason quickly turn to the door and his eyes widen in shock when he spots me by the door. 

"Zara..." He calls and starts walking towards me. 

I snap out of it at the sound of his voice and hurry out of his office.

I wipe my sweaty palm on my trousers and I literally run out of the hotel.

This can't be happening to me. 

I pull at my hair, hard and run my hands down my face. 

Shit!