Attraction

CHAPTER 24

Every now and then, her eyes would get wide upon seeing the price tags making her quickly place the article away. One look at those dresses, bags, shoes and accessories, she knew she didn't belong to this place. 

A pair of shoes alone cost more than fifty thousand. 

With timid steps, she approached Moosa and looked at his chest, "can we... go somewhere else?"

"Why?" he asked, his eyes pinning her and she felt goosebumps arising near her neck. Whenever his light brown eyes pinned her with his austere gaze, she always found her heart doing somersault. She was still trying to process what were these feelings. 

They were not so potent. But they did make her shy. 

As if her heart was in a web of attraction.

It was getting attracted towards him.

Magnetized by his eyes sometimes.

But she was too fearful to admit these emotions even to herself. 

"Umm.... it is... very expensive.... for me.... for someone like me....."

She looked down again. 

She didn't want to look like a gold digger. 

Women like her were often called gold diggers.

Her uncle has so deeply instilled this thought in her mind that sometimes she used to consider herself as one.

And today finding herself in an expensive shop, when the decision was in her hand to buy anything she wanted, she didn't want to purchase those expensive articles because she didn't want her husband to consider her a gold-digger. 

 Moosa raised his brows as he bobbed her head up. Slightly tilting his head down, he bored his eyes directly in hers, penetrating her soul, "can you say that again for me?" he asked. His tone dead serious as if warning her.

Suddenly, her tongue went dry but she didn't dare looking away or uttering a word.

"Hmmm?" he urged her to respond while pressing her chin slightly with his thumb and she abruptly shook her head.

"Good," he retrieved his thumb and pulled her to his side before he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and walked while saying, "now tell me what do you want,"

Roshanay just had to place a finger or even stare at a thing for more than a second and it was already on the counter for billing. It seemed as if Moosa wanted to buy the whole mall for her and still it wouldn't be enough for him.

Seeing all those bags which were getting loaded in the car suddenly made realization hit her.

Was it really happening?

Was it?

It was a life she dreamt of.

And her dream has come true.

It all felt so surreal to her. 

So overwhelming that she felt the warmth of her cursorily enveloping her eyes. 

She didn't want to cry.

All she could recall of her past life and in what circumstances her uncle had kept her and her mother. The clothes she wore were worn out clothes of her cousin and it did not prickle her heart as much as seeing her mother wearing the torn out clothes of her aunt. 

Yet again another thought brew up in the back of her head. 

She didn't deserve this. 

She didn't deserve any of this.