چودواں باب - Chapter 14

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چودواں باب — Chapter Fourteen
THE QUEEN AND HER MUNDANE LIFE

ALAMGEER HELD LYANA'S ELBOW. They had all arrived at the Ahad's palatial home a few minutes ago. The grooms and their respective brides, already sent to their bedrooms. Finally having caught his wife with some time on her hands, he pulled her into his chest. All but dragging her to his bedroom - not for long - and closed the door. The bedroom was a alight with the golden glass chandelier. The breeze moving in softly from the open balcony. The thin white chiffon curtains swaying around.

The dim lighting of the bedroom cast a shadow across Alamgeer's face. His eyes darkened with a dangerous glint. Lyana felt her throat dry up. Like a fish out of water as Alamgeer continued to stare at her with a strong ferociousness. He languidly drew circles on her bare skin. Setting it on fire with each soft stroke.

"Do you know how many men I wanted to bury at the wedding. Walking around in such a dress. You tease and tempt me!" His warm breath caressed her face.
Lyana gulped, staring at his face.
"S-sorry!" She whispered.
Her hands touching his strong bicep.

"Its not your fault. You're just so damn perfect!" He let go of her elbow.
Wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her in closer. His forehead rested against hers. His eyes closing, his large palms travelling up her back. Resting against the thin string holding the blouse together.

"A-Alam!" Lyana spoke softly.
Her hands wrapping around his face as she traced the soft scar above his lip. The scar was a reminder of the attack he had under went as a child, when Ahad had just joined politics. It added to the ruggedness of his face.

Her soft fingers rubbed against his full lips. Smiling at his face softly. Alamgeer smiled back at her, his face full of passion. Lyana stood on the tips of her toes, leaning in. Her hands going around his neck. She nudged her lips with his softly.

"I love you Lyana. So much it pains me to even be away from you for a second!" He smiled.
Leaning in and touching his lips to hers. Lyana smiled at his gesture, pressing her lips against his tighter. Adding pressure until she felt his mouth open. Alamgeer opened his mouth as Lyana's tounge entered it. Softly caressing his tounge. He let down all his walls that instant. He submitted to his love for her completely. Overwhelmed with the love his wife held for him.

Alamgeer smiled into the kiss as he felt Lyana's breath race. Letting go once he understood she could no longer keep up with his passionate strokes. His fingers wiped the smudged edges of lipstick on her now swollen lips.

"I want to meet our son," Lyana smiled.
Alamgeer chuckled at the change in the atmosphere. Leading her to the private garden. As if sensing their presence, Raja walked out from his unlocked enclosure. Striding towards them with a proud pounce.

"Hello Raja. Mera bahadur bacha!" [My brave child!] Lyana cooed getting on to her knees.
Her hand running through the soft and thick fur of his body. Raja growled lowly. Rubbing his head against her dress. Alamgeer stood in the background. Taking sneaky pictures of them.

"I'll see you soon my boy!" She waved at him.
Washing her hands, she joined Alamgeer to walk to the family lounge. Where the family all sat, waiting for tea to be served. Taking seat next to Gulaab and Alamgeer, Lyana took out her phone. Visibly shocked to see the time.

"Mama could you ask the driver to drop me? I need to go home," Lyana turned to Gulaab.
"Stay the night," Ahad replied.
Lyana shook her head, thanking him for the offer.
"The final semester starts from tomorrow. So I need to go home," she explained.
Gulaab nodded her head, ordering Alamgeer to drop her off.

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On their way back to Lyana's home, the car was filled with an enjoyable silence. Lyana's head resting against the head rest. She turned to look at Alamgeer, whose hand rested on the plush armrest. The other one resting on the steering wheel. Smiling to herself, she shifted in her place, gripping Alamgeer's bicep and resting her head on it. He smiled at the touch instantly, looking down at her tired face.

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