Put your Trust in me

"Good evening" a gentle eye looked directly at the beautiful lady, she sat silently in the coffee shop. Her look was average with long dark brown hair and tan skin, neither beautiful nor ugly. Wearing nothing fancy, just a pencil skirt and a white silk shirt. Her eyes were busy staring at the computer that laid on her lap, rapidly typing and scrolling up and down on the bright screen. It was clear she was busy with something, ignoring her surroundings. However, soon as she heard the gentle greeting, her head slowly turned to look up at the man.

"Hello" she replied. "You must be Mr Andrew". She stood forwarding her hand.

The coffee shop was moderately busy, with some people walking in and out yet the noise was still at its peak.

"Yes, that's correct" Mr Andrew warmly smiled and shook the lady's hand. "You are miss Haya I guess." He spoke while shaking her hand. "I have heard so much of you, thank you for accepting to meet me here." He spoke with awe in his voice. "Let's not waste your time and talk about our important matter."

"Sure, I have studied the project you have given me. Although I am very much interested in this new pharma deal, funding possibly could be an issue." Haya did not delay and came right to the point with a little concerned voice.

"I can understand Miss Haya. But please recognise that this project could be a game-changer in near future. I am very conscious that the success rate in the medical industry is very low but your funding can help me with the research in private. As you are aware university is a business. They often don't see the bigger picture. I have read your article, and I can see we think at the same pace."

Haya looked at Mr Andrew, a middle-aged man. Perhaps in his 60s, anticipating for her to answer. She was indeed very interested in his research. He has been working on it for the past 35 years and all he need is funding to cover the cost for the next couple of years and with her help, she can see that he will have some results.

"Very well Mr Andrew, I know it's a short 10 minutes meeting, I am very happy to fund your research. You may join my office and get in touch with my brother. He will show you everything and give you the access and fund as you require." Haya spoke while standing up. She warmly smiled at the gentleman. "I have a flight to catch, I will talk to you once I am at my London office."

Haya quickly collected her laptop and her bag, handing over to her secretary who was sitting at the next table. She took the initiation to shake Mr Andrews hand again, to verify that she is happy with the meeting before heading towards the exit.

Mr Andrew smiled happily and sat there while observing Haya trying to rush out of the coffee shop.

Meanwhile, outside of the coffee shop, a lady in a red dress banged the Ferrari door, glared at the man who was busy looking at his phone. The noise of the lady's anger and frustration had zero effect on the driver of the car. "Just you wait" she spat out before turning to walk towards the coffee shop.

Her high heel wasn't for the pavement. It was clear. With great difficulty, she took each step forward on the cobblestone.

In the coffee shop, Haya quickly made her way to the door accompanied by her secretary. Suddenly a strong palm slapped her face. Haya was perplexed and little taken back. The slap was unexpected as it came out of nowhere. She took a few steps back bumping into her secretary. Who looked confused by the sudden disturbance. he held her in an almost protective manner, gazing confusingly at her red face.

Mr Andrew in the background stood up with shock and made his way towards the couple.

Everyone around the coffee shop abruptly stopped and stared at the unexpected noise that came from the exit. There was dead silence. Haya looked confusingly at her secretary and then slowly she looked in front of her. It was a tall lady, wearing a red silk dress. It looked like she was at the wrong place with the wrong clothes. Wearing an evening gown in the middle of a busy street looked unusual. What looked more abnormal was the slap on Hayas face.

Did this crazy alien just slapped her! The whole café halted for a minute before The lady in red dress pushed Haya again. This time she picked both her hand and touched Hays on both shoulders with aggressive push, forcing her to burrow into her secretary's arm further.

Haya still looked dismayed and confused as to what she was doing. She held her secretary's arm for assistance to collect her sense together but before she could recollect herself, the lady in red dress spoke out with rage. She pushed her shoulder again with force and this time even the secretary had to take few steps back with Haya still in his arm. "What do you think of yourself?" The red dress lady's eyes were blood-red like she has been crying. There was a dry tear mark and smudged eyeliner, yet she still looked beautiful.

Haya looked back at her with confusion. It was somewhat embarrassing as everyone stared at the three prominent figures near the exit.

"You dare take my man away from me" she spat out in anger. Everyone in the cafe started to crowd around the exit, understanding this is somewhat a love triangle. "You dare make me Miss Tara; the supermodel angry. How dare you. Who do you think you are? bitch" Tara screamed with rage.

Everyone stared at the three with amusement and somewhat confused. The lady she was screaming at was nowhere near what the tall lady looked like. Tara was an attractive figure in the old cafe. Tall, perfect body, beautiful face while Haya was barely 165 cm tall. She wore some working clothes and looked extremely tired. Almost like she was worn out from overwork. Yet she had her beauty that could be praised differently but Tara was out of ordinary and perfect eye candy.

Haya still stared at Tara with confusion and could barely say a word. Still held by her secretary's embrace. They both looked confused at one another.

Finally, Haya managed to gather herself after watching the fuming lady who was nowhere to exit without her explanation. Haya's secretary helped her to stand still and stood next to her. He was handsome and far taller than Tara.

Haya looked at her secretary, and asked confusingly "Ryan, do we know her?"

Ryan looked confusingly at Haya and then at Tara. "No, we don't" he spoke in his deep voice.

It was clear who was misbehaving. Haya and Rayan did not lose their cool even after the huge drama that just happens in the last couple of minutes. This unknown lady must have confused herself, or have amnesia or she was drunk.

"You slapped me and then pushed me" Haya spat out while looking angrily at Tara. Ignoring the fact, she was accusing her of stealing her man.

"That's correct" Tara spat the words. "You no good filthy little bitch"

"I don't know you let, alone your man. I am expecting an apology from you" Haya retorts back. She crossed her arm and looked up at this tall mad lady.

"How dare you ask Tara to apologies to you an insignificant creature like you?" She mocked the last few words.

Haya closed her eyes in anger. Trying to hold her temper. She had a flight to catch in one hour and this Pathetic fight is only delaying her. Haya tried her best to control her anger and open her eyes with a forced smile. "You better apologize because it will not take me long to call the police and file a case on you for slandering me in public".

"And?" Tara replied. "Do you think the great Tara, the top model, Huo's would-be wife care about your useless threat?"

Haya looked at Rayan and then at Tara with even more confusion. "Who the hell is Huo?" She pulled a face.

Rayan looked at the mad lady in In front of them and then at his watch it's been 10 minutes and they have a flight to catch in the next 50 minutes. Airport was 20 minutes away and that leaves them now 20 minutes. This was getting ridiculous.

Rayan pushed Haya back a little in a protective manner. Stood in between Haya and Tara. "Look miss model XYZ, we don't know you. We don't know your boyfriend or as matter of fact, we don't care what modelling agency you work for. We have an urgent meeting to attend in two hours, and now you have wasted 10 minutes of those two hours. You better move before I create a drama in front of everyone and trust me, you don't want me to create any drama." With that Rayan held Hays's hand, pulled her in his embrace, almost hiding her and carrying her along the side of Tara to exit the door.

Tara watched as they were walking out, with her bad temper she took a cup filled with hot coffee from the passing waiter and threw it at Haya."

Haya instantly screamed in shock while Rayan only got few drops. Hot coffee was spilt all over her white top. Haya froze in somewhat pain while Rayan looked down now what is see-through top. The lady in a red dress smirked. "That's what you deserve" she spoke while crossing her arm and taking a few steps back to get a better look at Haya.

Haya in embarrassment covered her chest and stared dangerously at the crazy lady. "You must be joking" she managed to gather her thought.

Rayan on the other hand immediately pushed Tara with anger. Her high heal was flimsy, the push made her lose balance and instantly she fell backwards and on the floor. The embarrassment took over as everyone started to take a picture with little laughter in the background.

The waiter of the coffee shop took the chance and called the police, with the thought this might get ugly.

As Haya was about to charge at Tara, two tall men walked in. Both were equally handsome but the man at the back, Haya couldn't explain his beauty.

Haya angrily looked at the first tall man and then at the man at the back. His eyes were deep. Like others, his eye was still on Haya, but weirdly he didn't move his gage and kept staring at her. He looked at her top which kissed her skin, making everything visible.

Haya felt embarrassed! She crosses her arm and took one step back while the tall man at the front looked at her, handing her a waistcoat to cover herself and hurriedly bent down to pick Tara up.

Haya without thinking took the coat and covered her front.

"We are so sorry about the problem caused by miss Tara. Let's stop here" the first man bent down and hurriedly explained as he and Tara managed to get their balance.

"Brother Lee" Tara with teary eyes looked at him and then she looked at the tall man at the back. "Huo, you came!"

Huo who stood behind Lee still glaring at Haya, did not reply to a single word other than annoyingly walked out

Haya little confused looked at the two-body, who Tara called as lee.

"Miss I am so sorry" Lee apologised again. "Let's not take this further, as it may get ugly. Please think this is an accident. Let's not get the police involved" with that word Lee dragged Tara out in his arm and walked out.

Haya and Rayan just stood there like a silly baboon, wondering what just happen.

Rayan closed his eyes with anger, looked at his watch, they may miss their flight. He took no further action, pulled Haya in his embrace and walked out and straight to their private car that was parked in front of the café.

As Haya and Ryan walked out, they looked in both directions but there was no one to see.

Haya sat in her car, holding the waistcoat, highly confused as to what happened, Additionally, she will miss her flight. She took a deep breath to calm herself down. "What just happened?"

Rayan confusingly looked at Haya, and forcefully smiled. "Let's think of this later. For now, what shall we do about this meeting in London?" Rayan turned his head to the driver to instruct "let's go".

"Let's call them up and say I am not feeling well. Can we arrange the meeting next week" Haya looked at the waistcoat? "Whose coat was this?"

Rayan was tensed out; he overlooked Haya and quickly made a few calls to arrange the meeting again for next week.

Haya glanced outside, small drops of rain started to hit the cold window, making the inside of the car condense. Typical England weather. "Let's drive back to London James," Haya directed the driver.

Rayan looked at Haya with uncertainty. "it's 7 hours' drive"

"I will drop you at the airport, you prepare everything for tomorrow, I will take a small break and catch up with my sleep." Haya warmly smiled.

Rayan nodded confusingly.

Today was truly a puzzling day. Haya, a sophisticated business lady, in her 27 years of life, never underwent such a confusing matter. Let alone what just occurred to her today. She was still a little messy and did not want to question anything. After dropping Rayan at the airport, she requested James, an elderly man to drive back home.

James looked at tired Haya with a sad smile. "Are you ok?"

Haya smiled sadly, "yes... no... maybe yes or maybe no"

James has been working with Haya for the past 8 years, he has seen her grow from a teenager to this beautiful woman. Never she looked this tired as she did today.

"You need to rest, why don't you sleep" James reassures.

"Thank you, James" that Haya closed her eyes and fell asleep.

....

Haya woke up with a thud, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at James, it was pitch black outside. "What happen James are we home?" Haya pulled herself up from the back seat and looked at the red light from a sports car in front of them. "What time is it?"

James confusingly looked at Haya, "this man has been following us from Birmingham for the past 6 hours. And it's 2 am."

"Why have you stopped?" Haya worriedly looked at James. "Lock the car". He did as instruct.

A tall man walked out of his sports car. Haya rubbed her eyes to get a more solid look, then she recognised it was the same man who gazed at her back in the cafe in Birmingham. Hayes's heart started to beat rapidly. "Why did you stop? He could be a murderer!!"

"No no!" James explained. "He looks decent and I think he wanted to give you something."

As the man walked closer and closer to the car, he ignored James and went straight to the back window. Knowing Haya is there. He bent down, tapped on the window, and directed to roll down.

"James, you talk. Why he is tapping on my window." Haya worriedly spoke.

James rolled his side of the car window down and looked at the tall man. "Sir what do you need?" James spoke with a little concerned tone.

The man ignored James and looked back at the black-tinted window, staring directly at Haya. She worriedly looked back at the man. Clearly can see he is not going anywhere from there. She rolled her window down and looked at him. He bends down, to level his face with Haya.

"Name?" He spoke with confidence

Haya confusingly looked at him. Why should she say her name? It's 2 am, a strange man who has been flowing them for the past 6 hours.

"Why?" Haya quickly replied. He wasn't police, no undercover... she looked at his car and then back at him.

"I am Huo" he replied.

Haya looked at the Handsome man. He was indeed really good looking. Any girl would want to look at him over and over again. He had this aura in his eye, Haya couldn't guess what, but even in his tired face, he had a different attraction. Although the whole situation just looked absurd, Haya just stared at him with confusion.

Truly today was the ominous day of her life.

Huo looked at doubtful Haya, she had small eyes, yet the shape was beautiful an oval face, and every time she spoke, two dimples on her either cheek was prominent. Her curly brown hair has a different beauty altogether. Huo looked at her again, opening his lips again to ask her name. "Name?"

His voice was deep, almost an extra sexy layer was added to his tone. God gifted Haya guessed. "Haya" she finally replied.

James at the back was always vigilant in case he did something odd, but they're almost in London.

"Haya," Huo spoke again. The way he said her name was a song. Like he wanted to say her name again and again.

Haya confusingly looked at him, little scared title worried, little confused. No men ever approached her like this.

"Haya," he said her name again. "You left your bag back in the café" he explained and picked out the bag from the side.

Haya looked at her bag and then at Huo shockingly. She mumbled for a minute and then looked at James with confusion.

Huo handed her bag and stood up with a faint smile. He stepped back a bit and stared at Haya's confusing face. "Take her home safely, it's 2 am and don't stop the car at some stranger" he explained.

With that word, Huo turned around and walked to his car. He looked back at Haya's car for fraction of a second before entering.

Haya looked at the red Ferrari with a little agitation, holding her bag which was given by some random guy called Huo, who happens to drive 6 hours behind her to stop her in the middle of the highway at 2 am.

With a thud noise, Ferrari drove off and joined the oncoming traffic before moving into the first lane, his speed was almost 10 to 100mps and there he disappeared.

Haya looked at confused James and instructed them to do the same.

By the time Haya arrived home was almost 3 am.

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NOTE: my first time writing such story.. please bare with my grammar mistakes. Thank you

Haya Dum folded still looked at her bag. The gate in front of her automatically opened, allowing the black Merc to enter. She looked out to her house, it was big, she checked out the parking, and sure enough, her brother car was parked outside. He was indeed home. She smiled with relief. She walked out and entered the house. The light automatically turned on, still holding her bag and the jacket that was given by the stranger. She went straight to her room and didn't think much of this Huo guy.

The next morning, she woke up with a soft call. "Sister... haya... sister" a soft voice called her up. She lazily opened her eyes and looked at her sweet little brother Ayan. Haya smiled and lazily popped herself up and tilted back at the bed.

"Surprise, I see my little brother home. How is Mum and dad in Switzerland?" Haya took the coffee from Ayans hand which he was drinking and smiled softly.

"You are late. I have already told them you came home at 3 am." He proudly smiled.

"Is that so" haya took a sip of her coffee. "And what did they say?"

"They already know" ayan annoyingly explained. "I wanted you to be in trouble but sadly my older sister is one step ahead and Rayan already informed them about you."

Haya smiled and got up from the bed. She ignored her little brother and walked straight into the bathroom. She started at her reflection on the big mirror that hanged on the wall opposite.

"Eyes are puffed up" haya murmured to herself.

"Mum and dad said you have a date. They want you to be married soon as possible" ayan shouted out.

Haya ignored.

Grandma is also worried! She said girls at your age should have a couple of children by now and hear you are don't even have a date" ayan looked around his sister room to find any clue. His sister was too simple, perhaps the most unromantic girl. She has never dated, her date probably was her business. One business to another never settles into one. Maybe that's why she is so lucky. Whatever she does she does with love and affection. Her room was big, with a balcony that has a view of the busy London. "You have the most beautiful room in our house, it's time you give this room to me."

Haya rolled her eyes inside as she took shower.

"Middle sister called me yesterday, apparently you going to Singapore in two days. I have confirmed with Ryan. Why don't you visit mum and dad on your way!"

Haya walked out with a towel on her head. "I saw Mr Andrew yesterday" she rushed around her room and then walked into her wardrobe. Ignoring what ayan was saying regarding their parents. "He will get in touch with you, make sure his office is ready in our building and also the equipment he needs."

Ayan rolled his eyes and looked at his sister coming in and out of rooms in rush.

"Alright, but are you going to visit Mum and dad?" Ayan went back to his main point.

"I speak to them every day ayan," Haya explained. "Tell mum and dad I will come on my way back from Singapore." She smiled.

"Sister," ayan took a deep breath. "It's seriously time for you to settle down. Please get married soon otherwise I have to wait longer for me to get married!" He explained with laughter.

Haya rolled her eyes. "So they want me to meet this guy! He is in Switzerland now?"

Ayan noded.

"Alright, I will come and visit him next week! Happy?" Haya explained. She turned around and called out Anna. Anna hurriedly rushes in.

"Yes, mam?"

"Anna pack my clothes, please. I will be leaving tomorrow. Make sure to arrange my skincare products."

Ayan stood in the middle of the room, with his hand in his pocket, worriedly looking at his sister.

"Ayan let's go, we need to go to the office and then you need to go to New York to finalize the DOB project!" She explained.

Both brother and sister hurriedly went to their car. Haya sat in and looked at Ayan. "Marcedes g wag! When did u purchase this?"

"Last week!" Ayan happily smiled.

"You always on and off, you barely in London!" Haya explained.

"Well, I still need a car!" Ayan spoke with rolling his eyes.

Haya sighed. "What is the result of the other one you bought last month?"

"Oh, I gave it to Andy!"

Haya rolled her eyes. "Ok let's not get there drive!"

Ayan drove to the centre of London in front of their office. It was a 6-floor building. As they walked in, everyone warmly smiled and greeted. Barely anyone knew who haya and Ayan were, although they all worked at a different sector of the office, haya always treated them like family. She started this business while she was at university and here she is today, working on many different projects, with an established name. Most of her top workers were the friends she made throughout her life therefore nuns were too formal with haya. All worked as a big family.

Ayan winked at the receptionist as she blushed and looked down with a red cheek. Haya slapped ayans hand playfully. "Stop it! We didn't bring you up like this"

"Ouch," ayan retorted.

"Don't make me start. I know it didn't heart." Haya annoyingly looked at him.