His Imposed Wife

Chapter No 53

It was a wonderful morning, Roman was talking on his phone to one of his clients when the door's bell rang. He walked towards the door and opened it. A boy in his early twenties was standing there. Roman raised an eyebrow.

"Am..." the boy said, nervously.

"Who are you?" Roman asked, firmly.

"I am Ibad, my name is Ibad," he said.

Roman crossed his arm around his chest. Roman was four inches taller than him. The boy took a deep breath. His brown eyes were so nervous.

"Do you think I have all the day to hear what shit you have to say?" Roman said, irritated.

"Am...could you give this to Saliha?" the boy said while giving a package in Roman's hand. Roman looks at the package and then at to boy.

There was a coldness in Roman's eyes that made the boy shiver.

"I..tell her...it's her treat for the exam. She just passed the exam," said Ibad.

"So?" asked Roman, expressionlessly.

"Am....I thought...." Ibad stammered.

"What? That you are going to give such cheap gifts to everyone in the morning?" Roman said, coldly.

Ibaad felt as if someone had thrown a cold water bucket on his head.

"I...I...." he tried to say something when Roman put his hand on his shoulder. Ibad looked at his hand and gulped.

"Please give this to her," Ibad said and walked off instantly.

Roman clenched his teeth and then he looked at the package.

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It was a beautiful small yellow hand bag with a engraved heart on it. He throws the wrapping paper away. His clenches on the bag have gotten stronger. Just then some light fell from the bag.

He took it from the floor, it was a letter.

"Hello Rose cheek, meet me at the library. I need to talk. Come and get," Roman read the letter under breath.

He clenches his teeth in anger and tears the letter into pieces.

The yellow bag was dancing in his eyes.

"I have told you not to set a toe out of line, now bear my wrath," Roman said, coldly.

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She woke up in the morning due to the loud sound of music. She snored. The music was hitting her eardrum.

"Who the hell is on fire?" she muttered and got up. She felt sudden anxiety because the events from the last night were now fresh again in her head.

She got up and walked towards the balcony for fresh air. The music was playing in Roman's room.

"What on the earth he is doing in the middle of the morning?" she said, annoyed.

She was trying to adjust to the information she gained last evening and he was acting as if nothing happened. He was indeed a strange guy. Saliha took a deep breath and the early morning scent touched her smelling senses.

She closed her eyes and then his handsome face appeared on the screen of her head. He was smiling and the very next moment he shot her. She opened her eyes.

"He is not human, he is a beast," she screamed and turned towards the shower.

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She entered the kitchen, Imran was eating while checking on his phone. Eliza was cooking something in the kitchen. There was something different about Eliza, whenever she was home she always cooked for them and no servant dared to take that place when she was home. Saliha walks towards one of those wooden chairs. She was so lost in her thoughts that she did not notice Sana's bag on the chair and she sat on it.