Sultan:Her wanted husband (18+)

(Old version 17+18...last part)

(Part 17+18)

(Feverish makeout+Deranged obsession)

Mishti was crying in her sleep. Shivering badly when she felt something warm against her lips. She slowly opened her eyes to see it was Sultan kissing her. He cupped her face pulling her nearer but she escaped from his clutches moving back. This man looking down at her with worrying eyes was beating a woman mercilessly hours ago. And this man was her husband. Sultan was hurt the way she was looking at her with so much fear in her eyes.

"What's wrong Amore? Are you still upset about that matter?"

"Upset?I am disgusted at the thought Sultanji,"she replied as tears streamed in her eyes. "You raised hands on a woman. And you even tried to sell her into prostitution. How can I think of living with a man like you?"

Sultan was shocked. She was going to leave him.

Leave him.

His Amore was going to leave him.

The next thing he did wasn't expected by Mishti. He disappeared for sometimes later coming with a chain cuff. Mishti was scared unable to understand his intentions. He cuffed her hands and chained her to the bed.

"What are you doing Sul-sultanji?"

"Nothing sweetheart.......just chaining you so that you never leave me." He gave a smile that stopped her heart from beating for a second. But more that that she was in pain. Her husband was going to chain her like animals?

"Please don't do it Sultanji you can't do this...."

"I did it Amore. You feel disgusted about me right? Do you know how much my mother means to me? She is the first most important woman in my life and then you. Do you know that she isn't my real mother. She is my stepmother."

"Wha-tt?"

"Yes my stepmother. My real mother died while giving birth to me. After that abbu married again for my sake. I thought like any other step mother she would be the same. Cruel and selfish. But she was just the opposite of my thoughts. She loved and cared for me like her own son. Zayn and Suhana were born to her yet she never treated me inferior. She did a lot of sacrifices for me.When we were poor,we used to live with our bua. Bua was a greedy and selfish woman. Oneday unable to bear hunger I stole food from the kitchen. Bua caught me and was going to whip me but ammi took the beatings for me. That time she was pregnant with her third child. She lost that baby due to me to trying to save me."

For a second his eyes softened with tears. And her heart had a tremor. She wanted to cup his face and whisper it was okay and for a second she was ready to forgive his animality. But at a flash his eyes darkened and emotions hardened. He jerked her as she yelped, "My mother left me but i aren't letting you go. Never....or else you will see my madness My madness for you.I am crazy for you.Just mine.....your just mine." Saying he threw away the glass of water which broke into pieces. Picking a piece of glass he started cutting his hand, "You can't leave me. Don't leave me..... I will end my life."

"Stop it Sultanji, "Mishti screamed and ran to him not caring about the chain. She took away the glass from his hand and embraced him. "Stop it please....I love you."

"What?,"Sultan was dazed hearing her confession. Mishti's first priority was healing his wound. She almost dragged him to the bed and forced him to sit while she gathered for the first aid. His hand was bleeding profusely. Yet he didn't feel any pain. His eyes stuck at her sullen eyes worrying for him as she cleared his wound and bandaged it. Mishti was shivering at how deep the wound. "Don't you feel pain?How can you hurt yourself like that?"

But he wasn't wanting to hear it. "Say that thing again. I want to hear it again."

"Sul-sultanji......., "her honey orbs met his black. "It hurt me when you were giving yourself pain........."