Ruhani ~ The Language Of Love

32 ~ Sultan's Past

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Ruhani POV

My sight stealing glances at the dark red marks on his neck that he was proudly flaunting.

But, my heart sank with timidness not believing what I did in front of Rabia in anger.

Though, it wasn't my mistake. She said that she and he made out after me and that's the mark, evidence.

I just showed to whom he truly belongs.

"Meharbaan,"

He called and I looked at him. His hand holding a bite waiting for me. I blinked not comprehending if he was trying to feed me with his hands.

He nods his face a little, slowly asking me in signal to have it.

I gulped nervously and parted my lips to take it. My teeth unknowingly touched his finger and were instantly taken back.

I chewed slowly while he turned his gaze back to the food. A long time hadn't passed for the deed we did in the library.

I didn't how I got involved so easily. It felt natural, like going with the flow. It wasn't scary like the dream I saw. I couldn't believe it actually happened.

But, It felt good and even more than good.

I never looked at physical intimacy as a door to know someone more. Just as the books explained it makes you pregnant I believed only that.

But, it was different. It made me feel a thousand and thousand things. My overthinking brain even stopped making thoughts when I was at the height of those sensations electrifying my lower abdomen.

When I felt his finger down there. It was like he literally tore the sheets of timidness. And, when our gaze met I burnt with shame and pleasure at the same time.

I didn't know how I met his eyes even in that condition.

I shivered all of sudden when he traced a short line on the side of my neck. My gaze instantly turned to him and I breathed heavily.

"Khana kha lijiye ya fir poori raat vahi baat sochne ka irada hai,"

"Eat or you have decided to think about it the whole night,"

I thinned my eyebrows lightly not understanding what he thought about what I was thinking.

And, I gulped nervously when he lifted his gaze from the plate filled with lavishly delicious food to me. And, that too with an intense gaze.

"Hume khana chahti hai?"

"Want to eat me?"

His words instantly made me lower my gaze and I tried to look at the food. But, my appetite was already lost.

I picked up the spoon but it wasn't reaching to my mouth because I was preoccupied with the running thoughts. I didn't notice that my fingers were moving the spoon in the bowl creating a disturbing sound.

Suddenly, I realized that he has taken the spoon from my hand and shifted a little closer to me. Also, he held the bowl of Sheer Khurma in his hand and looked at me.

He filled the spoon and brought it closer to my mouth. I had to open it and he feed me the whole dish one by bite. He did it quickly when I was staring into his eyes.

Was it love?

The question crossed my mind. The last few days had almost made me believe that he was falling for me.

But, love wasn't enough.

Obviously, love was enough for me. But, then why Rabia was still here? Why he hadn't clearly told his mother that I was his wife. And, if there was everything smooth between us why hadn't everyone known it?