SEVENTY-THREE

AYSHAM’S POV:

I was glad since the party was boring and also regrated the moment when I talked about Precious because after seeing off Mr. Alam we were heading towards the car. His fingers were intertwined with mine as his jaw was clenched showing how endurance he was showing at that time. He was actually going to imprint him in my mind just like the way he said as I suddenly remembered last night’s Farzan. He was gentle and a beast at the same time as I still feel how deeply he went.

He was walking slow as compared to his normal gait just because I could match his steps but still, I had to run in a way because of his long legs as compared to mine.

Soon we reached the car as he opened the car door for me making me look at him with eyes adored with make-up.

“A-are we going home?” I asked as craned up my neck to look at him.

“Yes, because my patience level is draining and I don’t want you to moan in front of anyone. Only I have the right to do so.” He said with his gritted teeth.

“Same as l-last n-night?” I asked as he smirked.

“Not exactly like that because you are sore. Aren’t you?” He asked cocking his eyebrow.

“I…” I was about to say I wasn’t much because the warm water early in the morning was very helpful but I couldn’t complete the sentence when his phone started ringing.

“F**k! It should be important.” He attended his call scaring the other person already but what came next wasn’t what I was expecting.

“F**k! I am coming.” He said as all the air that was filled with something that we had only between us was replaced with tens one.

“We are going back to Pakistan.” He informed as he opened the car door wide for me to sit which I did while he helped me with my gown before closing the door gently.

“What happened?” I asked with worried expressions as I saw agitation on his face clearly.

“It’s…” He took a sigh. “…My grandmother.”

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We went to the penthouse as our luggage was already packed except my simple dress which the maid took out for me to change because of the flight. I wore my green colord shalwar suit with a scarf around my head as this dress was comfortable for the flight. He didn’t even change as he just waited for me to come down after getting freshen up.  Biding goodbye to the maids I traveled down as there was a feeling of contend in my heart because I was taking so many things from this city which is famous as the city of love and fashion also.

I reached him as he opened the door for me even though he was busy talking on the phone continuously. He talked about security and stuff on the phone as it wasn’t related to his grandmother because it seemed like he was finishing off his office work before we could go back to Pakistan.

“Is she alright?” I asked him as he was replying to someone’s email while were entering the jet.

“Yes baby. She always is.” He said as he glanced at my concerned feature and leaned down to cast a kiss on my forehead.

“Sleep. You are tired.” He said as he fastened my seatbelt and kissed my knuckles while opening his laptop. He was right I was tired as I couldn’t even sleep properly at night and the event was tiring too because of all the walking in those high heels.

My hand was still in his grip as he was grazing his lips against my knuckles while working on his laptop as the sight made me soon drift to sleep.

The flight was long and I slept through the whole of it because when I woke up my seat was unfastened and he was carrying me in his arms.

“What are you doing?” I asked groggily while I encircled my arms rapidly around his neck for support.

“You were sleeping.” He said as a matter of fact and the presence of the whole crew outside the jet would bother him while taking me on his arms.

“Put me down I can walk.” I mumbled as he looked down at me as my face was red at that time.

“Fine.” He said as he noticed my glare when he didn’t look in any mood of putting me down.

“Good boy.” I said as soon as my feet landed on the floor making him chuckle as I smiled at him.

“Am I?” He cocked his eyebrow as he rubbed his thumb on my lower lip with his eyes getting dark just like the other night.

“Sometimes.” The intensity in his forest green eyes made me rethink that made him chuckled.

We reached the car as Imran was already waiting for us with a suppressed smile on his face that made me think why.

But I soon got my answer when we reached the mansion and Suzi who was already waiting for me outside opened the door for me looking enthusiastic as ever.

“OH! I missed you badly in just these two days.” She hugged me as I chuckled at her.

“What’s happening?” I asked as I walked inside with her while Farzan followed us as he was typing something on his phone.

“Fun and it will last long.” Suzi whispered with a wicked smile on her face as before I could ask her something else a dominating voice echoed in the lounge making me flinch.

“So here you are?” I looked at the source of the sound as there was an old woman with graceful white and brown hairs looking behind me most probably at Farzan. Everyone Dad, Muzamil and Zaroon bhai were already present in the lounge with a wicked smile on their faces while I turned around to glance at Farzan who had a blank expression but his jaw was clenched that made me frown. Was he scared of his grandmother?

“How are you dadi?” He asked as he walked past me and bowed down his head to her but instead of loving him, she hit lightly on his head as lightly as his get styled hair weren’t even ruin.

“Me? How can I be when I heard that my grandson is already married and he didn’t even invite or even tell me about that?” She asked as now somehow; I could understand what he was became tens when he heard about her coming.

“It all happened suddenly.” He explained as I looked behind her where everyone was smiling as if they were having their karma.

“Suddenly? I live only a few hours away. At least you could have called me.” She said as taking a frustrated breath her eyes landed on me while I knew why it was difficult for him to answer because at that time no one knew how were we going to end up.

“Is she the one?” She asked as she glanced at me from top to bottom. She was a graceful lady and still I somehow was scared of her.

“Yes.” He raised his head as he turned around at me with a smile on his face. Forwarding his hand for me to grab he motioned me to come as I with a trembling heart placed my hand on his and walked closer to both of them.

“She is Aysham and she is my grandmother Jahanara.” He introduced as I greeted her with a salaam under his scrutinized gaze. She was exactly like her name ruling everyone here like a queen.

“Are you a model?” She asked out of nowhere after she greeted me back.

“No.”

“Do you work in his office?”

“No.”

“Do you have some kind of affair with him before marriage.”

“N-no.”

“Where did you find her?” She asked him suddenly as he licked his lower lip.

“I went to an employee’s house. She is his fiancé’s sister. I was forced to marry her because of some circumstances.” He informed and did a double check but of his face but didn’t find any hint of amusement there. I though he never lies. Lier!

“Yes forced.” Muzamil bhai coughed from behind her he gritted his teeth while looking at his smirk.

“It seemed like you were forced. You couldn’t even get a like girl her. Come here.” She said I made my lips in a thin line when she praised me and humiliated him at the same time while she motioned me to hug her which I did as he let out a sigh.

“What about the rumors that you are going to marry someone else in few days?” She glared at him again as she further added. “Don’t tell me you are leaving her because she would be the one living here then and you would be out of the mansion.” She glared as now I was standing beside her and he was before us standing like a culprit.

“Yes, I am marrying…” Everyone sucked in their gasps but he added. “…her in a normal way again.” He said and everyone let out their breaths.

“Fine then I would do all the preparation for your wedding and till then you both aren’t allowed to see each other.” There she threw a new bomb.

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