Aaliyah rushed through the NGO office, papers scattered across her desk.
She hastily finished her tasks, her mind preoccupied with Sultan's condition.
Shama's urgent call had briefed her on the Her heart still raced, worry etched on her face.
Reaching the hospital, she asked the receptionist for his assigned room.
She burst into his cabin, almost colliding with the door, her heels clicking on the floor.
The scene before her made her halt.
Her eyes widened, taking in the intimate scene before her.
Sultan and Mishti were lost in a passionate kiss, their lips intertwined.
They immediately left each other,while Mishti looked flustered,he looked quite unreadable.
Aaliyah's face darkened, her hand connecting with Sultan's cheek in a sharp slap.
"The nerve you have!" She exclaimed. "After putting us through hell, you're kissing her like nothing's wrong!"
Mishti's cheeks flushed, tears welling up in her eyes.
"How could you be so selfish, Sultan?" She demanded.
"You shot yourself, and for what? To prove a point?"
She stepped forward, but Aaliyah signaled her to stop.
"He survived, but what about you, Mishti?" She asked."Pregnant and traumatized, while he's..."
"You were always reckless, Sultan," Aaliyah said.But this? This is a new low."
Sultan's jaw clenched, his eyes locked onto Aaliyah.
"I did what I had to," Sultan said.
Aaliyah scoffed. "What you had to? You think putting a bullet through your flesh was the solution?"
She continued, "And what about Mishti? She's carrying your child.Do you have any idea what she went through? She could have lost the baby."
Sultan's eyes dropped, shame written across his face.
"If you think this is right, I'll separate Mishti from you," Aaliyah warned.
His horror was palpable, his face paling."Please, no, Bhabijaan," he begged."Don't separate us."
Aaliyah's expression softened slightly."Mishti needs rest, not your drama."
Sultan released Mishti's hand, his face falling.
Aaliyah scoffed,then a tiny small appeared on her face as she said, "And, Sultan, great to see you've grown up.That kiss scene? Heart attack-worthy." She laughed getting them both red as cherry as she added,"You were the same guy who used to pee on his bed!"
"Bhabijaan no not before my wife,"he whined like a petulant child. But soon his embarrassment turned to a smirk."I saw Bhaijaan and you on the terrace once," he said."You lied, saying it was a ritual to bring Abid."
Aaliyah playfully slapped his head.
"Ow!" Sultan whined.
Aaliyah grasped Mishti's hand, gently pulling her away from his side.
"Come, let's go," she said, her voice soft yet firm.
He called out, his voice laced with desperation.
"Bhabijaan, please...don't take her away."
She turned, a sly smile spreading across her face."If you're feeling lonely, Sultan,your nephew will keep you company," she teased.
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Sultan:Her Wanted Husband (18+)✓
Romance"Don't be so rough," she begged, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. Sultan's tongue plunged into her folds, savagely tasting her innocence. She cried out, her body writhing beneath him. His fingers joined the assault, mercilessly fucking her tight ent...
