**Nancy's POV**
A car stops in front of the company I work on.
It's his assistant.
"Miss, get inside," he says.
I look around to check if anyone is watching us. I belong to middle class family and I don't want any rumours to spread all over my work place and disturb me.
"Yes," I get inside.
It is exactly thirty minutes away from there. On my ride to his home, I have so many thoughts running in my mind.
Like Mia had said, I might be the one who isn't faithful in here. And no one forced me to do this but even after that I couldn't stop myself from taking care of him.
It feels insane and it feels completely absurd but yes, I feel this way.
The car stops in front of the huge gate. I cannot see anything behind it but yes, only the top of the house could be seen.
When he horns in front of the door, the door opens immediately.
Luxury and rich people.
When the car enters inside the house, everything inside shocks me. It makes me astonished with each and every stuffs in there.
The car stops some metres away from gate. The house has separate parking area. The garden was so beautiful that it is amazing me from every directions.
He even have small fountain and even a large spring in his house.
I hope there aren't snakes in there.
"Is there a swimming pool too?" I ask.
"Yes, it's behind the house. You can have sun bath anytime you want," he says.
I just ask that question because I am curious and ask just like that but his answers are really genuine.
"Let's head inside miss," he says and walks me inside the house.
I nod. The interior of the house is so beautiful as well but everything sounds so dull.
The wall are without any pictures or painting. The decorations are exactly like it is of someone who actually doesn't have heart. The color of the curtain and other furnitures are painted black.
The house is huge. It is quite luxurious but the house doesn't have life in it.
"This house gives the cold chilly feeling like your boss gives to people," I say and he smiles a bit.
There is no need to smile. Why would he smile?
For calling his boss cold? Or for comparing the house and his boss?
Okay!
For comparison I surely think, he and his houses are same. Luxurious, and fascinating but also cold and heartless.
"Mam!You are staying in the room along with boss," he says.
"Why would I stay with him? Don't you see I am.completely different person? And I require different room for me. And on top of that I am a girl. How can you tell me to stay with some guy in the same room?" I scowl.
"But, miss he is in coma. There is no meaning to him whether his caretaker is a girl or a boy. It doesn't matter to him," he says.
And he is indeed right.
"But?" I want to object but I don't see any reason to object anymore.
"You have a butler in house. She will do everything for you. You don't need to cook. You don't need to do any chores for him," he adds.
"So, what should I do?" I ask.
"You just have to stay by his side and make sure he is alright. Take care of his medicines, his body temperature and tell him the stories during nights. I heard people on coma can hear everything. Make him wake faster with your stories," he says.
What nonsense is that? Who wakes up by reading a stories to them?
I walk to the room he is in. It's such a gigantic room and all the furniture are boring like he has been living a boring life.
"Miss, your bed," he says and ushers his hands to the queen sized bed some metres away from his.
That side even has cupboards, working table, computers and so many stuff that I am going to need for my research.
"Is that all for me?" I ask.
"Yes, miss. They are all for you. I know you have been working on some formula. I hope it helps," he adds.
"Ohh! But how so you even know about all that?" I ask.
"Went through some stuffs. We need to know personal details about our employee who is working with us. It's a protocol," he says.
"Working?" I ask.
I never said I will be working with them but what the hell is be telling me now?
"Yes, miss. I have made the documents as per your demands. You will be freed from this job after he wakes up," he says and takes out some A4 sized documents from there.
"Read it carefully and sign miss. And this is the list of medicines you need to provide him everyday," he gives me another file too.
I get it.
I think for a while and decide.
Well, its not bad. I can take care of him and also earn. Its better if I keep this thing professional and this contract and salary will make everything professional and it won't allow me to develop anything for him.
Plus, I have someone waiting for me. I have to return to him once he wakes up.
I place the documents in the table on my side. There is a large red curtain in between his and my sides.
I close that curtain and plop in the bed resting my hands below the pillow, I stare at the ceiling for quite a long time.
**Flashback**
I am walking on the corridor in front of the ladies washroom.
"I have a crush on Zion," a girl right in front of me shouts loudly.
Hearing the name Zion from her lips immediately makes me stop my feet right at there.
I look at her. She is beautiful. More beautiful than me from every aspect. I have been liking Zion since my primary school and he never noticed me even for once.
She has slender body. She has such a good curves and her boobs are almost double the size of mine.
I breathe in sigh. Maybe he was mistaken. Maybe he kissed me because he was on drugs. I should just forget about it. The kiss we shared some days ago.
I walk to the washroom and I don't know why I feel like crying so much.
I want to stop my fucking tears but I cannot. He keeps on flowing.
I had no expectation before that kiss but after that kiss everything seemed hopeful to me but maybe I was wrong.
The bell rings and the washroom is all empty.
I come out of the washroom and stand in front of mirror to wash my face.
But before I could look at the mirror, I feel someone pulling me and the pulling is so trivial that I am pulled in the washroom and the door locks.
"Who??? Is it??" I stammer with utmost fear and shock.
I am sure it is a guy but who?
Don't tell me I am going to be raped in the fucking washroom in my high school?
"I think now, you should know how I feel to you. You should realise its me," the voice whispers behind me and no wonder I can easily realize it.
"Zion?" I squeak.
He turns me towards him and presses my lips with his index finger.
"We are in ladies washroom dear," he says.
Did he call me dear right now? Why? Do I mean something to him?
"Why are you here Zion?" I whisper.
"I can't fucking take you out of my mind. Its been you and only you who is coming to my mind time and again," he whispers so close to me that I could smell his hot minty breaths.
I knew that he likes mint flavored candies. And though I hated mint, I started to like it because he likes it.
Mint flavoured foods!
"Zip," his name escapes out of my mouth.
"Yes, call me like that! I love the way my name comes out from your mouth," he says and places his hands on my face.
"You cried?" He asks.
I don't answer.
"Why?" he asks one more time. But still I don't answer.
"Why are you here Zion? It's wrong. Your admirers will hate me for no reason if they know about this," I say with heavy stones over my heart.
"My admirers? If so then let them hate you with a reason," he whispers and places a gentle kiss over my eyes.
"What are you doing Zion You... You don't love me?" I say. My eyes almost tearing down
"Who said you I don't love you?" he asks.
"You never said that," I say.
"I never said I hated you too. You never asked me," he says.
When he said that I had a sudden urge to ask him.
"So, do you love me?" I ask.
He looks at me with so much intense eyes. Should I not have asked that question?
"Sorry... But.. I... Need... To get...," I try to open the door but he yanks me hard on his chest and circles hand around my waist. He looks at me intensely and grips my chin and kisses ms torridly.
I don't know what's in his mind but I am not sure what he is doing.
"You drive me crazy Nan. And we are going out from this moment,"he says and kisses me and I comply with him.
His hands runs from my neck to shoulders and to my breasts.
He massages my breast and my nipples hardens with intense arousal.
Fuck!
We are making out in washroom. It's just a kiss and his hand job on my breasts but it feels electric on me.
" They are indeed small but I love them cause they are mine," he whispers massaging my breasts.
We are in washroom in school and we try really hard not to make any noises in there. I try hard not to let the heavy moans escape out of there.
We are already missing a period but we aren't giving a shit about that.
He pulls me over on his waist ans kisses me everywhere. We are panting hard but trying not to let our sounds go out.
"How do you feel Nan?" he asks me.
I smile embarrassed but happy with what's going on.
"I can make you even feel better," he looks at my eyes.
I am already feeling just so good and surely I want more but the bell ringing for the next period brings me back to reality.
" Shit! I need to go," I say and rush to the class feeling so much heated and red like a tomato.
**Flashback ends**
Shit!
I am just wet thinking about those days. I shouldn't just think about those memories.
They are passed memories and its going to only hurt me more and nothing else.
I walk out from there to washroom to wash myself up and return back to the room.
My eyes goes on him, sleeping peacefully in there.
I walk to him and pull over the quilt to his neck and watch him sleep.
Even when he is in coma, he is same. His forehead is injured. His nose is bandages. There is a oxygen mask on his mouth but...but he still looks innocent when he is like that.
And I know he only looks innocent but actually he isn't.
I stand up immediately from there. It's wrong. It's completely wrong of me to watch him with any feelings for him.
He is jerk and I can only do him now is take care of him so that he could wake up fast and I can leave early.
My job isn't to have feelings for him.