Azaan

Chapter Sixteen.

She Knows The Truth.

Two Months Later.

Saira's Pov.

Happiness is what I have been feeling for these two months even though we didn't get to go on our honeymoon as our parents wanted for us. I fall more and more in love with him but that changed one day when I overheard my husband talking to his friend Sameer about me.

"I had to marry her for the sake of Iman's future nothing else....."

"But you have fallen in love with her, right? And don't you dare lie about that Azaan. I could hear it whenever you talk to her on the phone. Stop all of these talks about marrying her when you didn't love her and let her in, brother. You need her, she needs you. Anyways, I think I will be going now, I have a lead on Shyra and I have to go and see if it's the right lead", Sameer tells him getting up from his seat and walking out of the office.

I quickly walked toward the kitchen to keep myself busy. I could hear the front door close and Azaan walking toward the kitchen.

He walked towards me and hugged me from behind but I was too angry to even let him do that. I push him away and walked away from him but he didn't let me.

He held my hand and pushed me toward him.

"Azaan, let me go...."

He didn't heed my words and pulled me into his arms.

"You are mine no matter what....."

I looked at him with tears in my eyes knowing that he might be right but he had no right to force me to marry him because of his sister's relationship.

People will think that I married him out of love but what they don't know is that it's always going to be one-sided love.

Azaan will never love me as I love him.

He thinks that I am after Iman's fiancee who is my best friend.

He moved closer and closer to me making me move a step backward. His honey-brown eyes looked into mine trying to get something out of them but I knew that I had to guard my heart against him even if he is the one in it.

"Could you move back, please?", I put my hands on his chest trying to push him away but he didn't budge.

What is he made?

Steel?

More like pure muscles.

"What if I don't want to move back? What will you do then?", he asks as he moves his nose on my neck making me shiver. "You smell so good", he added placing a kiss on my neck.

"Azaan, move....."

I couldn't even finish what I was saying when he smashed his lips onto mine.

Push him away.

My conscience tells me but I ignored it by pulling his soft hair making him moan.

I love him but why does it feel like he does too?

How did it come to this?

"Does he kiss you like that?", he asks me pitting his forehead with mine.

I pushed him and slapped him.

"He is my best friend's husband. Iman is like a sister to me. Why would you think so low of me? I am not her and I will never be her. So if she has hurt you to the point where you being to doubt everything I do. Well, I am ready to give you what you want. Because I can't live like this. I can't live with a man whom I loved all my life when he can't seem to find in his heart to just see. I am not and I will never be after Azlan as he is and will always be Iman's", I shouted at him but I knew that he didn't and won't listen.