I went inside our penthouse with Amir behind me. He closed the door behind him and I glanced at him.

Throughout the whole ride he was fuming with rage. Is he on that time of the month or what. One time he's all huggy and the next angry for reasons I don't know.

"You went out with Lucas." He slowly said like he was trying to get that fact in his head.

So that was all this was about. Is he jealous?

"Well he asked me out and I said yes."
Let's tease him a little, shall we?

"What was that?" He came closer and closer as I step back with each step he took. Okay, he's scaring me. Forget about teasing, I'm worried about my life.

Wait a second, he never told me why he was with Zahra to begin with.

"What was what? I can hang out with whomever I want, it's none of your business." I snapped when I felt a wall behind me. Of course the damn wall had to be there.

"It is my business and you know why? Because you're my wife, get it?" His face were inches away from mine as his mint breath fanned my cheeks.

My face flushed so much so I thought I was redder than a tomato.

"Since when do you care that I'm your wife?" I whispered, my heart was going insane.

"Since forever, Layla." He brushed my cheeks with his warm hands. "You belong to me and the angels are witnesses for that."

"I- If you care s-so much then you won't mind telling me what you were doing with her that night." I stuttered but managed to get my voice back. His hand that was rubbing my cheeks stopped but remained.

"Who?"

"Do you have dementia that I don't know about?" I snapped. "Zahra."
His face had gone from confusion to seriousness.

"Listen lion, there is absolutely nothing between us. The girl was for some reason sad and wanted to meet just to throw herself on me. I didn't hug her back, I swear I even pulled her away." He explained.

And at that moment where he considered my feelings while explaining softly, my heart melted.

I know Zahra was capable of all filthy actions to make me and Amir drift away from each other but this childish thing was beyond my imagination.

"Oh." I said and looked down. I realized he still stood so close to me, caging me between him and the wall. My cheeks began to heat up even more.

Amir's frozen fingers on my cheek began to trace down under my chin and slightly lifted my head up to meet his eyes.

His eyes were still dark but something in them made me feel special.

Loved.

There's was admiration in them, looking at me, searching my eyes like he's looking for something in mine.

Something similar.

I really hope he could see what I feel in my eyes. Because I'm tired of chasing my feelings away, tired of acting like children.

He brought his lips on my forehead, kissed it gently and my eyes closed automatically.

"Je t'aime." He whispered tracing the words on the skin of my forehead with his lips.

He then moved them to my nose.
"Te amo."

My eyes was still closed. If my heart was beating fast then, now it feels like it will burst out at any moment.

Did he say 'I love you' or am I tripping?

At last his lips was pressed to the side of my mouth and there I felt his kiss shaping the words 'I love you' before I heard them.

My heartbeat stopped for 2 seconds. My knees buckled and breath out "what" before he pulled away.

Still dazed I opened my eyes and stared directly at his eyes, they filled admiration and..... nervousness?

He clenched his jaw before he said "I love you." Again. So I did not misheard it. He really confessed.

What am I supposed to do?!

"Do you feel the same way I do?" He then asked, there was a hint of uncertaincy in his voice.

My cheeks flared with heat.
"A-ahh u-u-um" for a moment I forgot I had a voice.

Amir om the other hand was waiting patiently. I nodded instead of saying it out loud.

"Use your words, lion."

I swallowed thought my dry throat.
"I-I.."

"Yes, you can continue." He was watching me like I'm his favourite show or something. His smile started from a thin line of his lips to a big grin.

I blinked fast, breathed deeply and I felt really really hot.

I glanced to my side and found a way out of his grasp.

On one to three I'm getting out of here.

1,2,3 GO!

And I dashed as fast as I could to my room and locked it behind me.

I let out a breath I was holding since the beginning. Ya Allah, he confessed. I breathing harder than I ever did. I smiled and the grinning like a crazy person.

I went to my bed and drop on it before I buried my face in my pillow. I screamed and squealed in it hard.

******

I drew flowers and hearts and every symbols on my sketch book that could somehow be able to show what I feel. It's almost midnight and I still did not go out of my room.

I got up from the bed and walked out with my book in hand, curious if Amir went outside or asleep.

I held his room's doorknob and pushed it down to pull open a crack for me to peer into. The room was dark but the moonlight that shined throught his window made me see Amir laying on his bed, sleeping soundly.

I creeped into the room and sat on the night stand beside his bed. I started to sketch his sleeping face.

Shaping the bridge of his nose to his long lashes that rested on his cheekbones and his sharp jawline with his dark hair covering his eyebrows.

It took me 20 mins to finish my drawing of him. I look down at my work and smiled as I saw the portrait of him.

I then wrote I Love You Too at the bottom of it as I cut the paper out and placed it beside him.

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Later beauties❤