His Billionaire Wife

"Will you help me to zip my dress?",

Zoya said while trying her best to pull up her zip standing in front of the mirror. I came to my senses as she called me.

"Did you say this to me?", I asked her a little surprised.

"Is there anyone else in my room?", She asked, throwing me a black look.

"Are you going out?_, I asked her as I walked towards her and pulled her zip up.

"Am I supposed to tell you that?",

She replied as she shifted her hair behind her neck. I shook when her hair touched my face.

"I was just curious to know ", I stepped back.

"Let me make the breakfast.

She nodded while wearing a heart-shaped pendant around her neck. I peeped at her, the tiny heart looked beautiful on her milky white skin.

I couldn't drive my eyes away from her as she wore a thick layer of eyeliner. Her black eyes looked more gorgeous in the red salwar Kameez.

"Listen", I couldn't stop myself from calling her. She turned around and looked at me.

"Wear those red bangles. They will look good with your dress", I smiled at her.

However, she didn't seem to like my opinion and I didn't want her to do so. I didn't wait for her answer and walked out of the room.

I went to the kitchen and made some sandwiches for us. When I served the dishes on the table Zoya came to the dining room and took her seat.

My eyes wandered around her as I found her wearing the same bangles I asked her to wear. A tiny smile appeared on my face. Those bangles completed her look.

"Are you going to your mom's place?", I asked her as I took my seat in front of her.

"How many times do I have to tell you that don't interfere in my personal life? I will go wherever I want to. I don't need to seek your permission for that",

She shrugged while taking a bite from her sandwich. I knew she didn't like it but I couldn't help worrying about her.

"It's not about permission, Zoya. If you tell me, I won't be worried", I said.

"Excuse me? Did you forget our contract?",

She asked while glaring at me.

"No!", I immediately replied.

"Then don't ask me anything", she said, focusing on her breakfast. I don't bother her anymore. We quietly had our breakfast and she moved to leave.

"And one more thing", she uttered, carrying her bag.

"You don't need to cook from today",

"But why", I inquired her, being surprised. ", Aren't you liking the meal?

"There is nothing wrong with your cooking. But you work all day in the office and then you need to prepare meals for the whole day.

I don't want to pressurize you ", she said. I felt a little good that she thought about me, she was concerned for me.

"But who will cook then?", I asked her.

"We can hire a maid*, she beamed.

"No. Let it be.

I will manage", I said since I can't afford a maid right now. She knew that I had a reasonable job that paid me a decent amount but not a luxurious one.

"Then I will do it", she replied after ten seconds.

"You?", I exclaimed as I couldn't believe what she just said to me.