Book 1 OF "ISHKAA"SERIES.{18+ ⚠️Warning - Mature content }
"Please,please don't hurt me.i don't want to die.i m pregnant.i want to live happily,please don't kill me ."she was repeating these lines again and again to the man who was standing infront...
"Mehar...jaldi kar yaar .how much time you will get ." I shouted while leaning on the car .
"Just two minutes ." She shouted back.
Yeah ...she has taken half an hour to get ready while saying five minutes .
I sighed and started scrolling at my phone.
Today,it has been two months ,we are in Canada and I still didn't find the person who has sent me that warning letter.
In these two months, I didn't felt any danger around us but still I have increased the security around mehar.i can't take the risk maybe he is just finding the right time to attack.
I was very busy in work from few days that my madam didn't got the chance to spend time with me.so ,she was angry that's why I have planned to take her to my cousin's house who also live here .
I took a deep breath and looked up when I heard the sound of anklets and bells and I swear my breath hitched in my throat when I saw the pure seductress infront of me,walking towards me with a bright smile on her face.
(Mehar's outfit)
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She has wore the brown Punjabi suit with white designed borders .At that time I realised that my heart again fluttered and a strange warmth spread in my chest .
After living with her,looking at her everyday ,watching her around me,I felt blessed .but my heart still craved for her near me ,in my embrace ,so that even the air can't pass through us.
I am saying ridiculous things right.i know .
But looking at her,i don't want to work through my brain.she has this biggest effect on me.
As she walked towards me,under the soft glow of the evening sky,moving with a grace that captivated everyone around her. The gentle chime of her silver jhumkas swayed with each step, reflecting the warm hues of the setting sun.
Each delicate anklet adorned her feet, producing a soft, melodious tinkling that harmonized with the rhythm of her movements.
Her presence was enchanting, a vision of elegance and beauty that seemed almost ethereal. As she walked, the silver accents sparkled, drawing admiring glances and whispers of admiration, making her the radiant centerpiece of the evening.
She smiled at me and stood infront of me.
"How am I looking?" She asked me while tucking the hair strand behind her hair.
I smiled and took the little kajal from the side eif her eye on my pinky finger and touched it behind her hair.
"Najar naa lagge meri sohni nu kise di." I whispered under my breath but still audible to her and kissed her forehead.
She smiled sheepishly and hugged me while resting her head on my chest.
"Ehh... don't talk like this.sharam aati hai mere ko." She said and pouted.
