TWENTY-FIVE

“No, then I’ll make you, my wife.” He said as he was completely shirtless now but the thing that made my heartbeat skyrocketed was his words.

Wife? Then I would be related to him.

“I don’t want to be your wife.” I muttered as I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at him also I felt some kind of giddiness inside my chest.

“Then let me make someone else my wife.” He disappeared inside the restroom as I screamed at his back.

“You can make anyone your wife who is willing and Areej isn’t.” I said as without waiting for his reply I adjusted my dress and ran towards the door to enter my room which just across the hall so close to him.

I closed the door behind me with a relieved expression while stress was till compressing my brain strings.

I couldn’t say that he was completely bipolar because he had the reason. To get angry with me sometimes and all this sometimes belonged to Jameel. I was now angry at him too if it was true that he laid hands on Beela. Beela must be head over heels for him or she was utterly drowned by his fake love that violence never became a big deal for her.

If he ever raised hands on me, I would never be able to respect him anymore. A thought came across my mind as I looked at the closed door. He was close to me but still felt like miles away because of the difference in our thoughts and the believes in our emotions.

But there was a part of me that he would never raise hands on me. He had talked to me gently every time even when he was boiling with rage. He never had the need to yell because everyone was scared of his cold voice and deadly glare including me but sometimes like the night in the dhabba I felt like I wasn’t scared of him. I couldn’t feel any type of threat and fear against him as he was completely different at that time.

My thoughts roamed around only one person when sleep consumed and engulfed me in his arms. I didn’t know what time it was when I finally drifted to sleep but middle in the night, I found someone caressing my hairs made me feel contended just like the moment s when me and my mother use to sleep together after she told me the bedtime stories. I felt safe.

No matter how much you like the chirping of birds and the melody they play early in the morning but when you don’t want to wake up you really didn’t want to hear it. I fluttered my eyelashes at the sounds too as my eyelids were too heavy because of the sleep that still hadn’t left my eyes.

I wanted to turn around so that I could fill my face inside the pillow to have some more sleep but I couldn’t even move when I felt something heavy rested on my waist. I squirmed as now I fully opened my eyes to absorb m surrounding.

The black sheets, the small chandeliers and the grey and white curtains ahead of my eyes making them to pop open. This wasn’t my room this was…his.

I looked down at my waist where his veiny arm was gripping me like his life depended on me. I didn’t want to freak out so in order to overcome my panic state I took few deep breaths before I tried to remove his hand but I almost screamed when his grip tightened while pulling me back against his chest. His face nuzzled in the crook of my neck making my toes curl a little when his breath hit the bare areas of my skin.

Giving up I decided to do something else as I turned around only to face his sleeping form. My face got flushed as soon as I realized he was shirtless. I tried to place my hands in between us in order to not touch him but there was a little space in between and my hands ended up on his chest just to make sure that he wasn’t flushing my chest.

The desire to get up and run away from him subsided for a moment as I looked at his features.

Kitney masoom lag rahey hen. (How innocent he is looking.)

I couldn’t deny as I admitted that in my mind when I looked at his eyes softly closed. His chest was beating in slow rhythmic movements as there wasn’t any frown on his face. To be honest the frown really suited his face making him much more desirable. Heat erupted from the base of my neck as soon as I realized what I was thinking but it soon started making its expressions there when my gaze fell on his full plump lips.

He was sleeping like a baby as his lower lip was puckered out a little giving him a cute look. I should have taken pictures but I didn’t even know where my phone was. Still, I could savor the moment by doing something else which I was sure would be make me regret in some kind of way.

Pushing all the warnings signs behind my head I raised my hand as it was trembling when I touched his chin with my index finger. I looked above at him to find no disturbance in his expressions that meant I had all the freedom to do anything with him. There was the evil side that felt surreal at the thought. Everyone had the evil side but mine just takes a lot of time to wake up and do something that was actually evil.

I rubbed the trimmed beard on his chin as the roughness sent tingles to erupt at the tip of my finger and reached the back of my spine making me feel giddy. Finding courage buried deep inside me I raised my index finger to touch his lower lip that was puckered out.

I tried to take a deep breath as I couldn’t even breathe realizing how bold I was getting. My finger just stuck there as I wanted it to move and feel but my whole body got numb the moment my finger got in touch with his flesh.

Relax. One step at a time. You can take a break.

I tried to give myself some encouragement but it soon evaporated in the air when his deep masculine voice echoed in the room while reverberating his chest.

“I can open the mouth if you want.” He said and I felt the soul leaving my body. I wish that could happen actually because I didn’t want to face him when he would open my eyes.

Gaining my senses, I decided to withdraw my hand but I failed to accomplish even that simple task because he parted his lips and took my index finger in between making me intake a sharp breath.

He finally opened his eyes as the forest green eyes devoid of any darkness but amusement in his eyes looked down at me as my head as rested on his shoulder and that was then when I realized how close my face was to him.

“Good morning.” He rasped in a slow whisper with mischief and some kind of unknown emotion swirling inside those obsidian hues of forest green eyes.

“Good…good morning.” I mumbled as I couldn’t take my eyes away from his as they looked beautiful early in the morning. He should always sleep first before meeting me.

“Let me see if you have tried to take any advantage of me.” He smirked as he looked down at himself as he really checked on him. I withdrew my hands that were on his chest before he could any allegations on me about that. And for the record my finger was still in between his teeth while he talked.

“Where’s my shirt?” He looked down at me with fake serious expressions while my eyes widened with horrified expressions.

“You weren’t wearing any when I woke up.” I passed my statement with eyes widened with shock and shame.

“I was wearing one when I went to sleep.” He asserted on his words as now I really got scared of myself. First, I played with his lower lip for a few seconds and now he was revealing on me that I removed his shirt in my sleep.

“No…you…no…what am I doing in your room?” I asked as I wanted to turn the guns towards him although I had turned to beetroot.

“You tell me what are you doing in my room. Seriously you came in my room and removed my shirt. I couldn’t believe that you have this type of kink. If you really wanted me to re…” He was saying when I raised my other hand and covered his mouth making him stop or I could die of heartache.

Tears started welling up in my eyes as I thought there was some problem with me. I always slept with my room door closed back in my aunt’s house. May be that’s why I never get to know about my sleep problem.

“But I can’t remember any of this.” I mumbled as I looked above at him with my doe eyes. His expressions soon changed when he looked at me.

“F**k! I brought you here. You shouldn’t cry about such a small thing.” His voice changed as he wrapped his large calloused hand beneath my ear making me glare at him when he added in his defense. “But you sleep like a log. People can do anything with you while you are asleep.” He said and I abruptly looked down at me to find if he had done anything with me.

“F**k! I won’t do anything with you while you are asleep. I mean not now.” He added the last part as his Adam’s apple moved up and down while looking at my face as I was glad my chest was hidden with the black sheets or he would have marked the whole there too.

“You are…” I wanted to say pervert but I just said that in my mind thinking he already knew that. “Why did you bring me here? That’s unethical.” I tried to pull him the court.

“Because you said that you didn’t want me to marry someone else. You should start working on that now and talking about unethical I caught you red handed while you were taking advantage of my nonconscious state.” Mischief was dripping from his eyes as I gasped at his allegations. I really wanted to bring Jameel at that time just to wipe that smirk off his face but that would end bad like always so I refrained to do so.

“I didn’t do anything.” I said in my defense.

“Yes, because I caught you.” He wrapped his other hand around my waist and pulled me upwards making me gasp. Our noses were touching each other’s as I was seeing the change in his expressions.

“You also brought me here in my sleep. We are even.” I tried to make some sense.

“Oh, I wanted to bend that pretty little ass of yours and do something last night. You were thinking the same of me if we are even?” He asked as his other caressed. My back and reached my ass to grope it making me gasp and taking that opportunity he slid his tongue inside me.

He groaned the moment my tongue fought against his as if he was waiting for so long to enter my mouth. His other hand caressed my ass as I fisted my hands around his neck while his tongue stroked every wall of my mouth until his tongue started sucking mine with dominancy and urgency replacing the soft rhythmic movements.

His mouth was devouring mine as if he was hungry for ages and his favorite food just got presented to him. I tried to fight back but this time with my tongue not by pushing him back as that was all in vain.

But it gave him satisfaction when he groaned in my mouth making the vibration to shudder my spine and something reached down towards my core to vibrate as that feeling made my eyes watery. It felt so sinful to even think about what I was feeling down there and what I wanted him do with it at that time but the thought soon evaporated when his phone suddenly started ringing.

I thought he would let go off me but he didn’t. The moment the phone started ringing the second time he let go off my lips with a wobbling sound making me breathe heavily for some air.

“F**K!” He cursed under his breath as he stood up to take his phone from the vanity table.

“I better be important or…hey come here. I am not done.” He turned around to find me leaving the room as he was about to grab my wrist but I was fast enough to run away for my life or for my heart that was beating wildly at that time.

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