Anum assisted Mariyam in arranging the dining table while the men were busy discussing some business affairs. Arzal was invited to the dinner as well.
Shehreyar was not present there which relieved
Anum because she didn't want to face him after all the chaos. Nobody discussed about or anything related to Shehreyar.
She felt guilty and didn't want to see him, afraid of the hurt he might feel seeing his then would be wife with his brother.
Zainab, please call everyone for dinner," Mariyam instructed the maid.
"Oh I forgot Raita." In Mariyam hurried to the kitchen to fetch the condiment.
Anum was startled as Irtaza approached, his expression clouded with clear frustration.
She pondered, attempting to discern what mistake she might have made this time.
"Tumhe tameez nahi hai koi? Dupatta Kahan hai??"
He questioned her angrily. (Do you have no manners? Where is your veil?)
Anum glanced at herself and stammered in response,
"I-I think... I left it in the kitchen..I-" Before she could finish, Irtaza interrupted with a curt, "Just go!" She hastily made her way to the kitchen.
The dinner unfolded smoothly. Later, Irtaza and Anum bid farewell to the family as they headed home.
Anum was sitting in the dresser chair, delicately taking off her jewelry. Irtaza approached her, taking off his cufflinks and watch while maintaining eye contact with her through the mirror.
Unable to sustain his gaze, she lowered her eyes.
Irtaza moved Anum's hair to the side, planting open mouth kisses on her neck, leaving his marks.
She closed her eyes, her hands clenched, as she tried to stifle any sounds by biting her lower lip, her breath becoming erratic.
"Mmhhh-ahh."
He effortlessly picked her up and carried her to the bed.
MC ahead. (Ink)
He tossed their clothes on the floor.
MC has been trimmed.
"Turn around. I want to see that beautiful face while I fuck you."
True to his words, he didn't let her get any sleep that night.
Due to his elevated stamina and intense sex drive, it takes him longer to find satisfaction.
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RomancePrologue- In a dimly-lit forest, a young girl was running away from someone. When suddenly, a man seized a fistful of her hair from behind. "Aahh... please, let me go," the girl cried in pain, clutching his hand, her eyes brimming with tears as she...
