Forced to be His

||Chapter 6||

Asalamualaikum beautiful people! 😄

Hope you are all well! 

"Ishq ho ya corona. Jab tak ho nahi jahta tab tak mazaaq laagta hai.❤️"

Ahad's POV:

 "Come sit here. I need to clear some thing's with you",he said sitting on the bed pointing on the seat beside him.

Aamal did as she was told and sat right next to him. He continued in his same demanding and emotionless voice, "Right now, you're in Khan villa! There are some rules that were set by our grand-grand parents and we're passed on from generation to generation and are still followed. They are very simple. Men are the head of the family and their wives are suppose to do their work.".

Aamal was shocked at his words but not surprised she did expect something like this from him but he just crossed the line. 

"How could he? He just asked me to be his lifetime slave? Ya Allah where am I stuck?",she was lost in his words.

He held her hand, "Listen I'm not telling you to be my slave. You just have to follow these rules in-front of everyone but not in this room",he said as if he knew what she was thinking.

"I know this change is hard for you but now this is your family",he said kissing her hands.

"Your dad's condition is stable and you can meet them but DO NOT THINK ABOUT ESCAPING!",he said in a demanding yet soft and caring voice.

He calmed down seeing that she was scared after hearing his words. It made him happy that she won't run away from him but he didn't want her to be scared of him. He wanted her to love him they way he loves her.

There's a knock on the door and the maid calls them downstairs.

Aamal's POV:

Ahad and Aamal are sitting in-front of each other.

Everyone starts to eat in silence and Aamal barely feels like eating. 

Bibi jaan  says worriedly,"Beta you're so weak. Are you one of those girls that go on a hunger strike to stay slim?".

"No. I just don't feel like eating",she said still thinking about Ahad's words. Ahad looked at her worryingly and she quickly looked at her plate not wanting to meet his gaze.

Ahad was thinking about what was wrong with her when he remembered their conversation on the culture and traditions of his family. He decided to give her some time.

Bibi jaan puts two massive spoons of rice in her plate "All this dieting comes to an end. You're under my supervision from now on and I'm going to make you healthy so you can give birth to a healthy heir."

Ammal chocked on her food when Bibi jaan said give birth to a healthy heir. Ahad quickly but softly patted her back and gave her water which she finished in one gulp.

This forced marriage isn't even getting anywhere and Bibi Jaan is expecting me to have kids already. Does Ahad think the same thing? Is he expecting kids from me? She was lost in her thoughts.

"Calm down girl, I am not asking for the children right now. Take your time",Bibi jaan said assuringly and Aamal looked down in embarrassment.

Ahad smirked at Bibi jaans words and her worried face. Aamal just looked away.

Lunch went on in silence after the conversation.

Ahad went out for some work and Aamal was in her parents room now.

"Baba. Mama. Why did you hide such a big thing from me?",she said in a hurtful tone.

"Beta, we didn't want you to worry about it",her mother said trying to coax her.

"And we knew that you couldn't handle so many responsibilities and stress",her dad added.

"Mama. Baba. Look were I am right now. I'm married to him and I'm living in his house" she said breaking down.

Tears pooled in her eyes and she ran to her room wishing that this all was only a dream.

"Stop Aamal",was all she heard when she ran out of there.

Soon sleep engulfed her. You know what they say that sometimes sleep is the best escape from reality.

Ahad's POV:

God it's already midnight and I'm so damn tired after all the work.

Ahad reached his room and saw a petite figure laying on the sofa cuddled up. 

He touched her hand and realised that she was freezing and their were tears marks on her face.  Was I too harsh on her? I think she needs time to adjust. Damn it it's January and she's freezing. What if she catches a cold?

He held her in his arms protectively and she quickly snug more into his chest. He smiled at her cute little gesture it was making his heart run a marathon.

Placing her on the bed and covering her in the warm duvet he changed and held her close to him. She moved more into him feeling the warmth.

Her head was under his chest while his arm rested on her small waist and the other arm was a pillow for her head.

Their positions might be uncomfortable and they might wake up with a sore neck or arm but the contentment he's feeling and her shocked face in the morning would be good enough for the pains.

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