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🌼🌼🌼 Aleena 🌼🌼🌼

“Finally.” he spoke entering inside his room which is technically my room as well.

My pacing stopped and I move toward him ready to burst in flames to burn the cocky jerk who is my husband now. It's all because of him. I thought if I say yes his family won't say yes for him to marry a girl which they barely know and cane here as their younger son's girlfriend. But I was never this wrong. I don't know how did he do it but he manage to take his family's consent to marry me. And because of him Zaan isn't talking to me at all. Hell after getting the news he all but like vanished from my life. My finger pointing at him when I open my mouth to speak he kept his finger at my lips stopping my movements. My lips tingled from his touch and eyes open wide.

“Let's not fight today it's our wedding night.” he spoke sighing and getting his hand back to open his black Sherwani which is looking so dashing on him. His actions and words made blood rush to my cheeks.

“Zaan isn't talking to me, hell he isn't even looking at me all because of you.” but I spoke frustrated of his nonchalance about whole situation.

“He will come around ” he spoke so casually making me more angry like he is not at all important. Maybe he is not for him but for me he is. He is my best friend for God's sake.

“You and I both know he won't. He was my only family before any of this drama and I won't sit quite if I lost him in all this. ” I gritted and the next second I know I was caged into his arms with my hands twisted behind my back, my bangles made a jingling sound accompanying my gasp at his sudden action. He is looking so angry and dangerous right now.

“It is not my problem that he is not talking to you. I did whatever I have to to save your ass and your fucking property, not for you to get on my nerves at any chance you get. Let me set this clear for you I hate it when somebody disrespect me. And you my darling is doing this a lot lately. Don't make me lose my patience because it won't end good for you. This is not drama this is your reality, our reality. You are mine and not even Allah can separate me from you. Because what is mine stays mine.” he seethed on my face and left me with a jerk. I was so busy to process his words and actions that I didn't notice when he left the room banging it harshly.

Changing my bridal attire and almost those things I move towards the bathroom to remove my makeup. But whole time my ears were ringing by his words. Shrugging the thought I lay down on the bed and drift into an uneasy slumber. He is all I can think about in my half unconscious state. The man did some black magic on me.

Distant whispers broke me our of my slumber and I found my husband sleeping beside me. He was muttering something in his sleep while sweating profusely which made me panicked.

don't hit me please.”

“I'll be a good boy. ”

“I promise I'll be a good boy.”

“Don't hit mamma.”

This did it and I understood he is having a nightmare and it's about Furkan. Bloody asshole used to beat them up how could somebody be so cruel to his own family?

I lift myself a little and scoot closer to him. I have never been in a situation like this so I don't know what to do. I started gazing my fingers softly in his hairs whispering sweet nothings.

“You are all right.

Nobody is here.

Shhh we are good.

It's just a nightmare.”

He turned on his side facing me his eyes fluttered open only for a few seconds to look at me. And then unexpectedly he move closer to hold me and snuggles into my chest just like a baby. Even in his sleep he doesn't know the meaning of personal space. This thought put a smile in my face. But I didn't push him away in his vulnerable moment. Instead I welcome him in my embrace to hold him closer to myself. And I felt complete. I felt belonged first time in my life. Sniffing at my thoughts I don't now when I drift into a slumber in his arms this time without any disturbance.

This man make me do thing's I wouldn't have done for anyone else, was the last thought in my mind.

🚗🚗🚗 Meezan🚗🚗🚗

I woke up to a very beautiful sight in my 30 years of life. Never in my life I felt this content.  I sounded poetic didn't I? Who cares. I bask in the warmth of her embrace a little more before getting up to get ready.

When I move out if the bathroom I my pretty wife was sitting on our bed rubbing her eyes adorably like a child. Making me chuckle.

“Good morning biwi” my voice made her look up at me and she blushed only to look away the next second.

“good morning ” wishing me in her sweet velvety voice she move towards the wardrobe clearly avoiding looking at me.

Not so soon Zojaa.

I move towards her to stand behind her only for her to get stiff at the proximity. When she raised her hand to pick outfit for her only to beat her to it. Handling her a beautiful red anarkali I placed a sweet kiss behind her ear and whisper  “Wear this and pick my out fit also.” saying so I moved away a little from her and watch her going through my clothes crossing my hands against my chest.

She didn't disappoint me she chose a all black pathani for me a perfect contrast for what I have chosen for her. Handling my clothes she was going to move away without meeting my gaze when I snake my arm around her petite form and pecked her head saying thank you. I left her blushing form showing some mercy to change.

I know this day is also going to be same. Since she came here all my days spent in her thoughts. And now when she is my wife it is impossible to not have her on my mind. She is a fire very much capable of burning the people she hate but at the same time she can provide warmth to her loved ones. And I want to be in the later category for my whole life. After last night I think I am slowly getting there. The way she cuddled me instead of pushing me away even after me being a jerk to her tells that how much my girl cares for others.

I am gonna make sure she stays safe and happy with me. I don't think I will be able to live without her even for a second from now. She is a drug got me addicted to her. I'll take care of Azaan's childishness soon enough. So she won't have any more problems from me. I don't want her to fight with me for silly reasons.

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