Shiddat

fifty three

Taha's POV

I was busy instructing the housekeeping staff when a female waitress approached me and informed me that someone was waiting for me.

I went to the cafeteria, and what my eyes saw was so mesmerizing.

Rubab was playing with a little baby—let me correct myself—a cute pumpkin with chubby cheeks, pink lips, and blue eyes.

I went to her, and the three of us shared a lovely moment, but I frowned when I saw that baby's mouth around my food. I will punish you for sure, biwi, I noted in my mind.

Handing the baby over to Celine, I grabbed Rubab's hand and dragged her somewhere alone.

I wanted to ask why she was here.

Reaching my manager's cabin, I released her hand and closed the door.

God, she can't be in front of so many men with a damp look near her swell. It look something stupid.

"Taha..." she said.

"Just wear it first," I said, removing my blazer. She frowned.

"But..." she was about to say something when I grabbed her tip between my thumb and forefinger and pulled her towards me.

She suppressed her scream and looked into my eyes. Argh, her green eyes will kill me someday.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, putting pressure on her tip.

She hissed and turned her face to the left.

Grabbing her swollen globe in my hand completely, I gave it a hard squeeze.

She hissed, and our eyes met when she tilted her head.

"I want you to come home early today," she said with quivering lips.

"Why is that so?" I asked, rubbing my stubble on her swan-like milky neck.

"I want to spend..." Before she could complete her sentence, I gave her a harsh bite on the neck. Her dupatta had already fallen on the floor when I pulled her by her tip.

Okay, I have been ignoring her for many days, but seeing her damp near my favorite part, I can't help it. All I want to do is suck her hard and make her globes puckered and chewed up.

"Taha, na karein please, we are not at home," she said, feeling my hand traveling south.

"Why did you come here, biwi?" I asked, inhaling her scent and molding her roundness with my beast-like hand.

"Please come home early today," she pleaded, looking into my eyes.

"On one condition," I said, smooching her jaw.

She nodded.

"You will wear my blazer before leaving this hotel," I said, smooching her petal-like lips—no, they are actually petals.

She nodded.

I made her wear my blazer with my own hands and covered her hair with the dupatta, not before tying it in a loose bun.

I cussed myself for losing control, especially during working hours. Shit, Taha.

She was opening the door when I grabbed her by the neck, turned her face towards me, and pressed my lips on hers.

I kissed her hard, pouring out all my frustration.

She hissed, feeling my squeeze on her flower, and I took this opportunity to plunge my tongue into her mouth and devour her mouth like it was my last breath.

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Rubab's POV

"Allah, is he insane? He literally seduced me at his workplace," I said to myself while removing his jacket.

Taking a good nap, I woke up around 6 and took that dress out of the packet.

I took a good bath, cleaning every part of my body, including my intimate areas. Yeah, because every time I pull this kind of stunt, he ends up being buried deep inside me.And it will work this time too but I will deny having sex once he will High on harmone, yeah my revenge for all his ignorance and not giving me his warmth.

I dried my hair and wore that black silk dress.

I applied magenta pink lipstick, but it didn't complement my black dress, so I wiped it off and put on a cherry red lipstick.

This dress is really short, barely covering my hips, with a slit on the left side, and not to forget its deep square neck—argh, my bosom is almost showing.

Argh, my stupid ideas always make me ashamed. I should take it off and wear my normal clothes. God, it's too revealing.

I reached my hand towards the strap of the dress and was about to slide it down when my hand halted and my eyes popped out of their sockets, seeing him leaning on the door with his hands folded to his chest.

His blue eyes were literally staring at me like I was a meal.

I gulped, turned my face towards the mirror, and ran towards the bathroom.

Taha's POV

I came early because she wanted me to come early.

But my steps halted at our room door when I saw her in a short silk dress.

Not a dress, actually—it’s too short, like a handkerchief.

Then my gaze fell on her cherry lips, painted with cherry-colored lipstick.

Her milky skin glowed against the black fabric, highlighting her curves and, most importantly, her roundness, which was almost peeking out of that dress.

She was about to slide her dress off' her shoulder when our eyes met.

She gulped and ran towards the bathroom, but I hurriedly walked over and caged her tiny waist in my beast-like hands.

I was controlling myself so hard that I was sure the veins in my neck would be popping and my knuckles turning white.

“Taha... please let me change,” she pleaded, trying to free herself from my grip.

I put my chin on her shoulder, making her tilt her head sideways to give me space.

“You are looking like my death, Habibti,” I whispered near her ear.

“Taha... please let me change. I’ll bring food for you,” she pleaded, looking at my face.

“My food is in front of my eyes, biwi,” I said, smashing my lips on hers.

I swear I will pour out all my physical frustration today, I promised myself.

Baran's POV

My blood boiled seeing that bloody manager kissing her like he owned her, and that bastard’s hand on her roundness.

When she fled like an intangible thing, I searched the whole hotel’s cameras, and after rubbing my ass off, I found her.

God, why the hell is my poor manager doing these things to her? But my mind got stuck on her honey-brown, waist-length hair and that bastard’s hand on her roundness.

Is she his girlfriend? But damn, she is too young.

And what the fuck are they talking about? Why is looking so comfortable with his doings?

I re-watched that video, not because I was feeling possessive, but because I loved her reaction when he touched her forbidden place and squeezed her roundness , ohh please free her from this clothing i cuss under my breath.

God, will she give the same reaction when I devour her body? This thought alone made me hard.

Staring at her video clip on my laptop
A sinister smile came to my lips. "Ready to become my whore, ethereal beauty," I smirked.

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🥲 How's the chapter? I can't write it the way i imagine but it's okay 🙂