Getting out of work 4.30pm was risky but Fawaz managed to coax Arshad and leave the bank around 4.30, he is going to be few minutes late but that should be not be a problem. Girls are always late so she won't be there yet.

He fixed himself and walked towards the café, he didn't want to look desperate so he didn't hurry. The café is only 15 minutes away from the bank.

He approached the café and saw a girl emerging out, she is dressed in peach colour backless pencil dress reaching up her knees. She looked miffed and then it strikes him. Maha?

'Hey' he said casually

She scowled at him her lips pursed tightly together, Fawaz is taken aback noticing her expression.

Before Fawaz could reply anything, he welcomed a tight slap on his cheek.

Fawaz is shocked with the reaction, he held his face and turned to glare at her. She is still frowning at him. Fawaz felt his temper rise, how dare she slap him? He is not her slave.

'I had said meet me exactly at 4.30, but it's 4.45 now. I hate those who are not punctual. Get lost and never show your face to me again' she said angrily, she turned on her heels walking away.

Fawaz closed his eyes taking a deep breath reminding himself about the promotion. He cursed under his breath. He rushed towards her and stepped in front of her blocking her way.

'Maha, I am really sorry. It took time for me to come from office...I am sorry' he said, it took him all self-control to keep a pleading tone.

She removed her sunglasses looking at him, then her expressions changed.

'I over reacted, I am sorry too' she said softly. Fawaz seriously wanted to walk away from her, she seems to be bipolar.

'It's okay' he forced a smile. Maha placed her sunglasses on top of her head and wrapped her arm around his

'No problem, I want to make it up to you' she said winking at him. Fawaz is in no mood to do anything, she shouldn't have slapped him. Fawaz moved his arms from her grip, she frowned at him.

'You wanted to talk to me?' he asked trying to make a straight face, Maha distances their frames and folded her arms across her chest

'I forgot, it's getting late' she said with her chin held high, she then turned. Fawaz sighed and held her hand. She turned smiling at him, he forces another smile.

'I simply wanted to talk to you, that's why I called you' she said shrugging. Fawaz isn't liking this, just because he works with her mother, does she think he is her slave?

Why does she expect him to leave all his important work and come running to her? Fawaz just wants to befriend her but she shouldn't get too attached to him. What if she refuses to marry?

Half an hour later they are still sitting at a small round table near the window inside the café. They haven't spoken anything, just simply stealing glances at each other and silently sipping coffee. Fawaz tried many times to strike a conversation but she kept replying in syllables seeming uninterested, why the heck she got him here then?

'Maha, it's getting late. I should be going' Fawaz said, he is about to stand up when she held his wrist. He froze feeling her warm fingers wrapped around his wrist.

'Stay...please' she said softly. Fawaz noticed longing in her eyes and something about it made him melt. He smiled and sat, he placed his hand over hers and gently caressed it smiling genuinely at her.

She smiled stared into his eyes, with their gaze locked Fawaz intertwined their fingers.

They sat there staring into each other's eyes unable to look away, Fawaz felt a strong magnetic pull towards her.

The sun sets and finally, Maha and Fawaz left the café, hand in hand.

'I guess it's bye for now' she said. Fawaz felt sad when she spoke about leaving. She turned and is about to leave when she is about to go, Fawaz stopped her

'Maha, can you drop me to my home please' he said wanting to spend more time with her. She smiled at him nodding.

Fawaz gave her direction leading her to his home, she stopped the car outside the gate and looked at his Bungalow.

'You would believe me if I tell you, I belong to family of Nawabs?' he says smiling, she gasped at him

'Really?' she sounded amazed, he nodded smiling brightly.

'But we are bankrupt Nawabs now' he added sighing.

'You know, I always found Royalty very hot' she winked at him.

Fawaz stared at her, soon enough his gaze fell on her lips. He noticed she has adorned her lips with nude glossy lipstick.

Maha shifted closer to him and slowly circled her arms loosely around his neck. Fawaz leaned forward as she closed her eyes, a small smile on her lips. Fawaz too closed his eyes tilting his head slightly he gently placed his lips on hers. He felt her gasp slightly as he slowly began kissing her. Unlike last time this time, they kissed each other softly and more passionately.

They smooched for a while before breaking apart.

Fawaz looked at her, she slowly opened her eyes and stared back at him. He smiled at her, kissing her is very addictive. Fawaz wanted to steal another kiss but he should be in his limits, kissing her in the first place isn't right. But for some reason, he can't stop himself. Suddenly he felt guilty. The first time he kissed her was to get Miara's thought out of his head but this time, why did he kiss her?

'Okay then bye' he said and quickly climbed out of the car, he shouldn't be around her or else he might end up kissing her again

'Bye' she said

He doesn't turn back but simply walks away.