YOU BELONG TO ME

CHAPTER FORTY : ACE.

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Roohina sat on her bed, scrolling through her phone with a mixture of giggles and intrigue. Her eyes sparkled as she watched a funny video, her thumbs flying across the screen. The room was cozy, with soft moonlight filtering through the curtains.

Ashmaan entered the room, his eyes locking onto Roohina. For a moment, they just stared at each other. Roohina's expression turned icy, and she scoffed, her lips curling in disdain while muttering incoherent insults which she thinks he didn't hear and even if he did , he choosed to ignore__which will be a first !

Ashmaan headed to the walk-in closet, disappearing from view. The room was silent, except for the soft hum of Roohina's phone.

Moments later, Ashmaan emerged from the closet, dressed in a simple black T-shirt and black sweatpants. His hair was perfectly styled, and his bulky figure filled out the casual outfit.

Roohina's gaze drifted over him, her eyes widening slightly as she took in the sight. He looked...damn.... And his bulky figure...

what ? No ! she caught herself , her thoughts trailing off in surprise. What was she thinking? No, no, no.

She quickly looked away, her expression turning stern once more.

God, no, Roohina, no! Don't even go there! He's the one who... who ruined everything for you. He's the reason you changed your identity, your life. Never forget that , Her subconscious mind reminded.

With a mental shake, Roohina refocused on her phone, her thumbs moving swiftly as she tried to distract herself from the unwanted thoughts. Ashmaan's gaze fixed on her, his eyes holding a quiet intensity, as if lost in thought.

Ashmaan's phone buzzed , breaking the silence in the room. He answered, his voice low and brief, "Okay, yeah, I'll be right there." He hanged up and turned to Roohina, his expression serious. "Come with me," he said, his tone firm but not unkind__which is also somehow a first.

Roohina raises an eyebrow, skeptical. "Where are we going?" she asks, her voice laced with a hint of wariness. She didn't move, her arms crossed, indicating she's not willing to budge without more information.

Ashmaan's expression remains vague, his eyes not giving away any details. "You'll see," he says, his tone neutral. He didn't elaborate, leaving Roohina with more questions than answers.

Roohina shakes her head, her expression firm. "No, I don't want to go," she says, her voice clear. She's not interested in going anywhere with Ashmaan of all people !

Ashmaan's gaze locks onto hers, his eyes intense. "Just come," he says, his tone softening slightly. He's not used to asking, but he's trying to persuade her.

Roohina hesitates, her expression unreadable. She seems to be weighing her options, unsure if she should just go and see what it is and quench her curiosity or just ignore him.

she shaked her head again. "No," she said , her voice firm , what if she does not come back ? She can't risk that knowing qhat he is capable of.

Ashmaan's face changed , his expression softening further as he said a single word, "Please." The word hanged in the air, a rare display of vulnerability from Ashmaan.

Roohina's eyes widened, taken aback by the gentle tone. She stared at Ashmaan, her expression unreadable. For a moment, she seemed frozen, unsure of how to respond.

Then, she stood up, her movements swift. She grabs her veil and wrapped it around her head , her eyes avoiding Ashmaan's. Without a word, she follows him out of the room, her expression still uncertain.