Chapter 14 Silly Girl!

Zayn’s P.O.V.

My phone pinged with a message as I sat inside the car, returning from a meeting.

I took out the phone.

Kabir: Have a great time at work, my love, and don’t miss me.

I shook my head in disbelief upon reading his message. He sent it with a wink emoji.

Me: Fuck off.

I replied to him before keeping my phone back inside my coat pocket. I ignored it as I heard the pinging sound again. I was sure he must have sent a laughing emoji. Idiot!

I sighed, looking outside the car’s window.

“It’s quite late; I didn’t think I’d be able to see her now,” I murmured under my breath as soon as my driver pulled the car out in front of the hotel.

I had decided to send Kabir, Marco, and a few of my men back because in Russia some important dealings of consignment were required. They would leave in a few hours directly from Pune and would be back on the day of the meeting for the after-party. I had planned to stay in Pune, but then I came back here.

For the meeting, still two days left, so I co