His Desire

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"I know you don't want this marriage but still you are my wife adaa in every terms and you have all rights on me and I have also. I know I hurt you everytime and also did nikkah without your consent.
But I'll try my best to became a good companion for you and I expect this from you too."
He said holding her hands and caressing her check with the pad of his thumb and directly looking into her eyes with so much adoration and sincerety.

"I hope you're aware of the fact that we have to consummate the marriage on our wedding night and I can't ignored the rituals of our family."
Adaa jerk his hand from her looking here and there zayn became stunned at her actions and clenched his jaw.

"Go and change your heavy get up"
Zayn said standing up from his place.
Adaa also tried to get up but she tangled up her own lahenga.

Zayn shooked his head and helped her standing her own feet while adaa mumbled "thank uhh" to him.

She stood infront of his large mirror on his room and started undoing her pins on her head. Then removed her heavy jewellery and moved to the closet.
She choose her black kurti and plazo and went to washroom. Taking a glampse of Zayn who was typing something on his phone.

Adaa took a quick shower and applied some moisturizer on her body. Her long hairs are wet she searched dryer everywhere in his washroom but didn't found it.
Covering her chest with a dupatta she peeked outside and saw him talking to his phone his back facing towards her.

"Zayn" adaa called him still standing near the washroom door.

He tilted his head only to regret this she was standing in a black dress with a wet hair which soaked her most of her dress. His eyes became dark seeing his innocent enchantress.

Her hands filled with Henna becames maroon which complementing her milky hands more. His thoughts stopped at her words.

"Zayn... Hair dryer chahiye"
Adaa said twice when he didn't pay attention to her words.

"Third drawer me hai" Zayn said her showing the third drawer of his dressing........

Adaa opened the third drawer of his dressing and started drying her hair after some times she stopped when she felt his strong arms wrapped around her small waist.

His head was dipped in the crook of her neck he took long breathes and inhaling her vanilla scent......

Adaa saw him through mirror he was also changes in his casuals. His strong cologne made her shivered his grip on her waist was too tight.

"Zayn....plea...se" Adaa murmured slowly in soft voice which was barely audible to him.

"Adaa...Janan you're so tempting me" he said moving her body towards him.
She look so small infront of him. Zayn removed her dupatta and...
lifted her in a bridal style and kissed her lips. His rough lips against her soft ones without breaking the kiss he laid her on his bed hovering over her small frame.

The soft mattress touched her back and now she knows what was up coming to he made it clear in the beginning but a little bit hope in her heart offend him clearly. His anger and possessiveness was something made her scared.

Adaa started throwing her tiny first to his broad chest indicating him to stop but whom she was kidding he caught her both wrists and pinned above her head. And started kissing her hungrily and roughly. His teeth tortured her soft lips sucking and biting her lips.