chapter 19

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It was night, and after finishing her training session, Ayat and Seher came inside and sat on the sofa.

"So, how was the experience, hmm?" Nayla asked as she entered with two glasses of water, handing one to each of them.

"Alhamdulillah, it was nice!" Ayat replied, quickly finishing her water in three sips. Seher followed suit, placing her glass on the center table as Nayla sat beside them.

"Everyone has had dinner, and I'm going to my room now. If you both want to eat, I can heat up the food," Nayla offered.

"Um, I'm not hungry, so I'm going!" Seher said, getting up and heading upstairs, clearly exhausted. Nayla then turned her attention to Ayat.

"I'm not really hungry either! But, Ammi, has Ashar eaten?" Ayat asked, remembering him. Nayla smiled and patted her head.

"No, he hasn't. Come, I'll get the food for you to take to him," Nayla suggested as she headed toward the kitchen. However, Ayat stopped her.

"Ammi! It's my responsibility, so let me do it!" Ayat insisted, smiling shyly behind her veil. Nayla beamed at her proudly.

"Oh, my responsible daughter, I'm so proud of you," Nayla said happily before heading to her room with a bright smile on her face.

Ayat then went into the kitchen to heat the food. While doing so, she absentmindedly touched the hot pot. "Aghhh!" she exclaimed, noticing a burn on her finger. Despite the pain, she shrugged it off, took the food, and headed upstairs, only to find that the lights were off.

She came ahead while keeping her foot carefully to not get unbalanced and somehow reached near the mini center table and she kept the food while starting going towards the light........she was carefully finding the switch near the door and suddenly the bathroom door opened to reveal Ashar who was wearing a black t-shirt and joggers while water was dripping from his hairs he saw her figure who was Tangled to on the lights and he came towards her with slow steps and instantly held her wrist and pinned her on the wall by keeping her hand beside her head and her breath hitched with the sudden skin touch

She wriggled to free her hand but then he squeezed it more while his nail dug into her skin a little and his second hand was busy closing the door slowly while locking it without any noise then he looked at her who was busy freeing her hand which was paining due to the pressure while he then looked at her figure with strong emotions in his eyes and her eyes also land on his "ashar it's paining" she soberly states and he chuckled dangerously "baby!....it's just a start" he said with dangerous husky voice bending on her face and her heartbeat raised and anxiety start taking over her

"But Asha-" she tried to protest when he kept his finger on her veil-covered lips and she got shut while pushing her back more on the wall by the closeness and got stunned while noticing his eyes which were showing strong emotions that made her uncomfortable

"Your f-food" she somehow let out words when he removed the finger and was busy removing her veil and she was very uncomfortable

"Just shut your mouth and let me do what I want to do!" His slow strict voice sent shivers down her spine and she felt like her heart could stop any moment after a second he removed her veil and threw it somewhere looking at her face with eyes carrying those emotions while moving his finger on her jawline

"Why are you so beautiful ayat?!" He said with some heavy emotion and her eyes became moist she didn't like his closeness it was just making her uncomfortable

She pleaded in her heart shutting her eyes tightly when a tear rolled down her cheeks he saw it but still didn't stop

He bent on her level to kiss her but then
Suddenly Ashar's phone rang and his attention broke but still, he didn't move and looked at his phone which was kept beside the table where they both were standing and it was showing Fahad Chachu......he let her go in an instant and she opened her eyes to witness him going outside taking his mobile

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