𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐚𝐬.

𝟔𝟏. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐨𝐧.

The study room was enclosed in quietude, the three most dominating men seated and their eyes rooted over the MacBook that was placed in front of them, the man seated in the recliner who was none other The great Musa Hassan Khan caressed his beard, his eyes squeezed shut as he rested his head over it.

“ You are in love buddy ” voices out Altamash, his eyes shimmering in contentment as his lips stretched into a charming smile, earning Aroosh and Musa to stare at him nonplussed, before they discerned where this conversation was heeding to.

Musa rolled his captivating ocean blue eyes, as his thoughts drenched in hers, since the past few days he felt arduous to centralize on anything except her, his love. He commenced to smile at his own thoughts, making Aroosh and Altamash suppress the urge to laugh, staring at their brother who seemed madly in love .

“ Behind her beautiful pair of dark gray eyes, lay secrets deeper and darker than the mysterious sea, her eyes is mysterious to the world but a open book to me”  he divulged, his pair of ocean blue eyes dancing in cascades of love towards his wife, his soothing voice echoing in each corner of the study room meanwhile both the men stared at their  brother who seems lost in someone's thoughts, discerning way too well his mind and his heart now are occupied by someone.

Everything came to cease and as the stillness encompassed in the room was now replaced with a familiar voice of yelping, grabbing each and everyone's attention when their mystification broke, a maid dashed towards her master.

“ Fayra-” before she could even complete her statement, Musa cut her off by dashing towards the familiar way, his eyes grasping dread whilst the others followed him in fright and curiosity.

His heart beat felt the urge to cease, when his pair of ocean blue eyes encountered the scene, the voice of his wife weeping echoing in his mind, whilst he dashed towards her, his eyes surveying all around, glimpsing a blasted microwave and the glass pieces of the broken door all scattered over the white marble floor.

Dadi was holding Fayra's burnt arm and rubbing Ice, but the poor soul didn't find any edge to cease her tears as her heart beated widely in fear and her eyes shimmered with tears.

“ Master, she - she was making brownie and from the lack of knowledge how to use the microwave that it got -”  one of the maid divulged but her words were cut by none other than their Master, the rage he carried was enough to make them shudder, Fayra's teary eyes encountered his, he snatched her arm from dadi and looked at her arm, a tear rolled down his eyes but he was soon to conceal them, as he took her to the nearby couch

“ where the fuck were you all ? ” he screamed at the maids, who bowed their head in shame and fear towards their master, he breathed in hardly to calm his nerves down, as he wiped his wife's tears, taking her in his arms bridal style, while he made his way towards his room leaving everyone behind in astonishment.

He placed her frail body on the master bed, her pair of dazzling gray eyes intently fixed on his gaze, his eyes could look through her soul perhaps she had fear that he could read the emotions that she grasped in her eyes, his muscular arms holding her delicate palm, his eyes scrutinizing her wound meanwhile his fingers softly brushed against her skin as she suppressed a yelp.

“ i - i am sorry for the loss ” she shutters bowing her head as a tear rolled down her cheeks, the man's lips twisted into a smile at how adorable she is, whilst his mind whispered, that how she was sorry for just a microwave, that he is ready to give anything to her to destroy, even himself.

“ Amor -love, i would sacrifice my life just to take a glimpse at your beautiful pair of dark gray eyes ” he whispers huskily, his fingers brushing against her lower lips, sending shivers to run down her veins, she clenched the quilt as his eyes scrutinized hers, drowning in her intoxicating eyes meanwhile permitting his heart to beat abnormally.

He brings the first aid box from the nearby wooden drawer, applying the ointment over her fresh wound, his jaw tightened and his eyes intently fixed on her arms, he sat across her getting comfortable, as his fingers brushed against her wound softly applying the ointment with so much dedication that left the fragile soul to stare at her beast, immersing herself in his beauty.

He commenced to blow his breath over it, a soft smile fiddled across her lips at his gesture, he was so into that it took him a minute to lift his eyes to look at her pair of dark gray eyes staring at him,a frown attached to his forehead not before a devilish smirk took over him.

“ i - i can't love you right ?”  she questions mystified, leaving the man in amazement at her question, but it came more like a statement, as if she was assuring herself which made the man crack a dazzling smile snatching her breath, she bites her lips in nervousness, staring at him.

“ Maybe you can corazon - sweetheart” he says huskily, with a devilish smirk playing across his perfect lips, his eyes shimmering with love and he chuckled snatching her breath away, he shook his head licking his dry lips as his words chanted over her mind and ruling over her heart.

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