Sultan:Her wanted husband (18+)

His one and only want

"My plan was flawless,until she smiled and I forgot what I was fighting for."

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Kiara straight ran up to Mishti crying out loud,"Please save me sister........they are after me."

She was bleeding profusely. She was messy.

"Who are after you Kiara?,"Mishti was anxious.

"They...they are after me. Those police officers beat me so much .....look I am bleeding from everywhere."Kiara said in tears. Even Mishti wasn't able to control her emotions.

"So cruel......."

"Please save me Mishti. Let me stay here. I will be safe with you."

"Never,"Sultan thundered. She looked at him pleading. "Sultan please......just for me."

That time the police officers entered. Kiara escaped jail after injuring a lady officer. And they were there to take her back to station.

"No. It's not her fault. It's due to negligence she is like that. You can't arrest my sister,"Mishti stood like a shield before her. Sultan tried a lot to make her understand but failed miserably. Infuriated he gave up.

"Fine. But you have to bear the consequences which will be severe." He threatened her before getting rid off the officers. Handing them some bribe,he sent them away.

She wanted to help Kiara dressing up her hands but Sultan stopped her. He grabbed her hand and said,"Let the servant do it. I have some unfinished business with you."

He called for the maid and asked her to look after Kiara while he dragged Mishti to the room. With a bang he closed the door and turned at her.

"Take off your clothes."

She was disgusted at his approach. "There is an injured person in the house. She needs our support and all you can think about is sex?"

"Compensation sex. I took in your sister and you have to compensate for her. From today you aren't getting anywhere. Just staying in this room and I prefer you naked."

"I am your wife. You can't treat me like that."Her eyes streamed tears.

But his face was stoic."Even I am your husband. And sometimes you need to listen to me."

They stared each other intensely, the air thick with tension. Her eyes were filled with tears, and her body was shaking with fear. His eyes were blazing with anger and desire, his chest heaving with each breath.

For a moment, they just stood there, locked in a silent standoff. Then, without a word, he turned and walked away, leaving her standing alone in the room.

She let out a shaky breath and wrapped her arms around herself, trying to calm her racing heart.

She took a deep breath and went to check on Kiara, who was sleeping fitfully on the bed. She gently cleaned her wounds and changed her bandages, trying to be as gentle as possible.

As she fed Kiara the warm soup, Kiara's eyes scanned her sister's face, taking in the subtle changes that had occurred since they last met. Her skin was glowing, and her hair was shiny and well-groomed. She looked utterly beautiful, and Kiara couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

Her own face, on the other hand, was a mess. Her eye was swollen, and her lips were bruised and cut. She knew she looked like a disaster, and it made her feel even more resentful towards her.

As she ate the soup, she couldn't help but notice the golden bangle on her wrist. It sparkled in the light, and her eyes shone with envy. She understood it was given by Sultan, and it made her feel even more left out.