A Love story , This is a story which tells about three mens who are very rich, all of them have different financial status and personalities. One is very happy and mischievous and funny .And the other is very angry and vagabond who likes clubbing bi...
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Basit stop the car infront of his mension and they stepped out of the car. The weather had taken a sudden turn, and the road was now slick with water.
Basit : let's go my Mrs ?
Elma : yeah ~
He lift her in his arms making her shocked
Elma : not again!!
Basit : hehe
Elma : put me down I can walk
Basit : be quiet, i can carry
She sighed than he take her to they're shared bedroom , he put her down gently where she sighed and went towards vanity
Elma : Today's day was full of joy ~
Basit smile he look at her standing in front of mirror, trying to take off the diamond necklace but struggle to take off because it get stuck in her hijab
Elma : Ya allah, Basit !!! can you help me??
he comes forward and gets behind her as he hold the bottom part of the necklace in his one hand and the other hand reach out to her hijab removing it carefully
Elma : Aww jazakallah khair ~
He was staring at her through the mirror where she was putting the jewelry in the vanity she look up in the mirror
Elma : What happened?
he just stare at her and he gently run his fingers on her shoulder as he move your hijab a little to expose more of her neck
Elma : Abdul?
he just hums and move his face next to her neck, his breath now blowing on her skin as he run his fingers down her bare shoulder before his cold lips touch her neck and leave kisses all over her neck, She closed her eyes tightly
he keeps gently kissing her skin, his lips slowly moving across her neck and biting down on her skin here and there as his other hand gently touches and plays with her hair while pressing her body against his
Elma : Basit what are you doing? Leave-
he shushes her by pressing her firmly against him, his grip on her waist now tighter as he continues to kiss her neck and his lips slowly move up till right below her ear.
Basit : Stop talking love, just enjoy this..
Elma : i-
he slowly moves his lips next to her ear and whisper
Basit : Do you know how much I have been waiting for this?.. for this moment?.. to have you all to myself?.. to ravish you as I had been dying to?..
his hand on her waist tighten up more as he press her against his hard chest. He move his hand to her hijab and whispered
