"How long do I have to stay here?" She asked taking a sip of cold water. The coolness helped her fast beating heart, dread was all she was feeling but for what? The question remained hanging in the air for long.

"I'm not sure. The doctor said a week or so more" Haider said leaning back in his chair. He sat infront of her hospital bed where she sat with her now somewhat fine legs dangling down.

"Oh for fucks sake" she groaned clutching her hair. All these routine workouts and checkups were taking a toll on her patience. She needed to be in her own room, her gym and most importantly her shell of arrogance.

"It is what it is" Haider shrugged drinking his coffee. He busied himself in his phone.

"I have work to do. I can't sit idly like this. All this exercise can be done at home. I'm fine now" she sighed moving her leg as tht doctor advised, though she didn't want to, she did nonetheless.

"You're right, why don't you drive and crash into a pole this time. That sounds fun. Doesn't it?" He spoke sarcastically raising his eyebrows and looking at her who stared at him bored. If it had been anyone else they would've been dead by now, but it was Haider her only true friend.

"Fuck off." She said turning her face away from his to the blank TV screen placed at the foot of her hospital bed. It uncomfortable, the bed and the hospital clothes,

"I'm—" Haider was cutoff by the knock on the door.

"Come in" Hamid peeked his head out after permission was granted by Haider.

"Boss, Khan is here"Hamid informed eyeing Huda with uncertainty in his gaze.

"What?!" Haider jolted up not expecting anyone to know about her being held here.

"What is he doing here?" Huda questioned feeling irritated already

"Great the only person I didn't want to see is here" she continued, the atmosphere in the room shifted as the tall figure entered the room. The room suddenly seemed smaller than it was.

"So you're alive. I thought I finally got freedom from you" as expected a snarky greeting was presented before her.

"I really feel bad for you because you can't get rid of ever when you know we'll be hell mates also" she said looking up from the floor. Her ebony eye met his chocolate brown ones. His eyes assessed her face, the bruises he saw last time had faded a bit. He didn't approach her then directly, he waited till she would be discharged but it didn't seem to happen any sooner.

"Alas!" He sighed and sat on the chair previously occupied by Haider. His eyes not leaving her fragile frame. She looked petite compared to her former self. Her posture was slouched not straight and dominant like before, but her words, the same as they ever were. Cold and disinterested.

He eyed Haider from the corner of his eyes not wanting him in the room. The man stood beside her like a guard not ready to leave. He was a loyal man that Aaban knew very well but right at the moment he didn't want him in the room.

"Tell your guard to leave. I won't attack a weak target" Aaban told her, his gaze fixated on hers.

"Leave us alone for now" she said not looking away from his cold brown orbs.

"Boss—" Haider was cutoff as she turned her head to the side slightly and looked at him from the corner of her eyes. Bowing his head he left softly closing the door behind him.

"What are you doing here exactly?" She asked raising an eyebrow and maintaining the eye contact. Two dark pair of eyes clashing against eachother with their thunderous gaze.

"I saw my opponent left the battlefield I came to pay my condolences" she raised an eyebrow at his remark. The same smirk taking place at her lips making his heart beat faster. He hated to admit it but he missed it.

"I'll never leave the field professor, not till I win. Needless to say your expectations won't come true. I just got tired of you not making a move." she whispered leaving forward as if telling a secret.

"And what kind of move you wish for me to make?" He leaned forward placing his elbows on his knees. His face was inches away from her, their breaths mingled as the intensity of their gazes increased with the reducing distance.

"A move that leads to your end" ahe whispered tilting her head to the side making his eyes fall on her pale pink lips. Slightly chapped and full. Her tongue swept on the bottom lips wetting it, she folded her bottom lip in between her teeth making his heart to beat wildly.

The heat of the moment was rising but every passing second as they gazed at eachother's lips. Aaban moved forward to close the frustrating distance between them, just as his lips were about to graze hers she leaned forward near his ear titling her head away.

"Uhuh...Not so fast professor." She whispered seductively in his ear making him gulp feeling her hot breath on his ear lobe, her hand pressed against his thigh. She took his earlobe in between her teeth lightly and pulled away nibbling on it.

She smirked grazing her thumb nail on the soft surface of her lips making him curse under his breath. He leaned back in his chair clearing his throat. His discomfort was visible to her eyes in more than one manner. She shook her head smirking trying to hold in her laughter seeing the frustrated man shifting in his seat.

"How did you end up like this?" He asked after taking in a much needed breath. His eyes refused to leave her figure but his conscience scolded him to keep it to himself.

"Well the devil decided to send an angel for you and get me killed sadly he failed" she said adjusting her hospital shirt and tying the front in a knot. The tan skin of her stomach enticed him as it mocked him of his misery. He licked his lips as his gaze fell on the skin of her shoulder peeking out of the hanging neckline. The hospital shirt was big on her for many destructive reasons. This girl could turn any piece of clothing into an enticing piece of garment.

"You should take your leave professor. Before matters turn harder" she winked making a tsk sound. His eyes widened a fraction before he abruptly stood up. He left without another word making her let the burst of laughter free. Poor man. She shook her head smiling. She rarely smiled but messing with Aaban Khan was always fun.

Aaban hurried out of the hospital before anyone could find a reason to stop him. He sat in his car feeling hot all of a sudden. The girl sure knew how to play with his head. She was a siren who lured men to her but left them deprived of her beauty.

He cursed her aloud hitting the steering wheel. Running a hand through his luscious black locks he started the engine and raced to his penthouse.

All the way to his mind was flooded with alluring pictures of her, in her regular fitted attires or in those gorgeous evening gowns that would hug her figure perfectly or even in that hospital shirt. Everything about her was a turn on all of a sudden, the worst part was he didn't have an antidote for it.

Pictures of them together tangled with eachother filled his mind, he cursed his vivid imagination and walked out of the elevator that he had taken up to his penthouse in a haze. All he could thinking of was her and her alarmingly seductive self.

He needed her, in his house, in his room, most importantly in his arms and he knew how he'll have her.

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The next few weeks were a quite normal for them both. Huda was discharged from the hospital. Her arrival at home was another story. Shahid had been furious seeing her after almost three months and why wouldn't he be. He had to cut short his vacations and fuck appointments and look after the company. His son was if no use, he knew but he vowed to die before he admits it.

"Join the office from tomorrow straight. Understood. You've had a quite a long vacation now get back to work" he had said before leaving to god knows where and to whom. Moments like these Huda really pitied Sitara but then again you don't expect a man who cheated his wife to not cheat on his mistress or wife or whatever.

It was her first day in university after a whole of three months. She was excited to see her most hated professor. People eyed her with curiosity. Some even threw random remarks at her but she ignored them and impatiently waited for that one class.

The affect she had on him was enjoyable on her account, the distress and discomfort was amusing to watch and how much more fun it would be to witness it in a class full of students. She smirked evilly walking to her math class. Math, that's what Aaban Khan taught her. The subject was interesting for her not the professor while for the remaining female population it was the other way around.

She stood in the doorway eyeing his lean muscular figure, the white dress shirt stretched alluringly in his shoulders, biceps and chest. What was left to imagination? Sleeves folded up till his elbows. One hand held a book while the other wrote equations smoothly on the white board. Blinking her distracting urges of touching him she cleared her throat. Her legs felt like jello, her heart beating abnormally, this was a first.

"This is an easy equation to start with. I'll give you all sometime to solve it—" a knock on the classroom door stopped him. He turned his head to the side to be met with the sight of his worst nightmare. Dressed in black skinny jeans, black tank top and a brown leather jacket she looked like a killer. Her heels boots added more to her height making her look taller than most girls present in the room. She walked in the room with the gossiping girls buzzing in the background.

"Late as always" he said pulling himself out of his haze. She plopped down on her seat like usual.

The lecture continued. He could feel her sharp gaze on him making him force himself to stay put. He couldn't hold himself anymore and glanced in her way who was busy solving a problem, eyebrows furrowed, her pencil being chewed on. She looked up meeting his gaze.

"Professor, I need help" she raised her hand calling him in the danger zone. He placed the book back on the table and walked over to her.

"You see this step is getting tricky" she explained her problem circling the step that she had problem solving.

"Let's see what you've done wrong" he leaned down looking at her journal where she had solved half of the equation. His cologne filled her senses, the strong masculine scent was driving her crazy, she took a long whiff closing her eyes, leaning closer.

"You've—" his sentence ended in on his tongue catching her so close to himself. Her eyes opened slowly meeting his, hazey they were. Time was still as they gazed into eachother's eyes, both hearts beating ferociously.

The bell broke their moment as they both blinked away from eachother. Question, desires and violently beating hearts. The situation was the same for both but this was no game of love but a battle of lust and dominance. One needs to be overpowered.

"I want the remaining exercises to be done by next Tuesday." He dismissed the class adjusting his collar in pure agitation. The classroom emptied leaving the two alone.

Huda stood leaning back while crossing her arms over her chest. The familiar hint of her signature smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.

"What game are you playing this time Osmani?" He inquired mirroring her position.

"The one I know you can't win" she replied walking over to him. She stood a few steps away from him as he straightened himself towering over her.

"And how are you so sure of that?" He asked stepping closer. Both stood their ground not moving an inch.

"I just know it." She replied closing the one step distance that was left between them.

"What if you fall in love with me?" He mused wrapping his arm around her waist pulling her close to him.

"Love?" she let out a sarcastic laugh looking in his eyes with a far away look.

Aaban studied her eyes. They seemed to appear empty.

"Are you still there?" He shook her making her eyes to snap back to reality, her eyes were back to their mirthful self.

"Let the games begin professor." She mused and pulled back winking at him.

"Let's see who wins. I bet I'll be the one standing last" she smirked and walked away from him............

Assalamualikum guys how are you all?

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