"I'm sorry mister malik , but the company is completely off limits for zayn until he seeks medical help"
The head of the board committee spoke up, loud and clear .
The buzzing noises of people talking quickly came to a halt. All eyes set on him.
"Sit straight boy" zayn heard his father,the King, speak with his voice sharp and low under his breath

Zayn sat up straight in his golden wheelchair. His jaw clenching and locking in its place.His hands clenching and unclenching the leather handle 

"It has been ordered by the court that Zayn has to be treated by a licensed physiotherapist and be placed either in therapy or counselled before he can run MALIK enterprises again " the head spoke up again looking down on the papers through his thick rimmed glasses.

"But wouldn't that take months?"  Zayn's manager spoke up raising his question.

"It can take more than months mister James.  We rather lack a CEO through these months than to have a careless man ,who thinks more from him anger than from his brain , take decision and sink this company "

Zayn felt his father stiffen beside him. His vibrant and dark presence causing a dread felt aura around him.

"We have already set up a physiotherapist for him and if this one ends up in the pile of "came and gone" too ,then so god help me Mr Malik " the second  in changer said looking at his father." Zayn will be shunned"

Zayn let out a breath at that. His anger bubbling till the surface. Though he had to curtail it. He could never let his power such, not with his father standing beside him .

"This company belongs to me ,Mr Harrison and zayn will work here for as long and till I say he can" the King made his voice raise two octaves.

"I assure you that zayn can resume his carrier as a CEO once he is back on his feet"  Mr Harrison then looked down at his legs "literally " though it was whispered zayn was sure the whole room heard it.

"We want what's good for the company as well as for zayn" zayn scoffed at that , a bitter smile spreading on his lips. Everything that was and is being done, is for the company . Never for him.

The secretary walked forward with a few files clutched in his hand . His stride timid and frightful as if walking up to a lion.

He gave the files in zayns hands, whispering "please don't send her away before even trying" and quickly walked away.

Zayn looked down at the documents in his file not even caring to see the name. For it was another one of the physiotherapist that was forced on him and they will be no different than the last one. Gone before they now it.

Or was she?