𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐎𝐟 𝐌𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭

6. Their Closeness

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Mahenoor's pov

You killed him because he's r'pist of your servent's daughter, I asked. I felt a pang of sadness as I realized that he killed the guy not because he cares me, but because he's that girl's r'pist.

"I killed him because you're mine and no one's allowed to touch you." His face
was right next to my ear as he spoke, his breath warms my skin. "But what about that girl's dignity, I gathered my courage and inquired. But Instead of answering me, he goes toward his friend and said, "Saad drop them home" & left from there. Ohh he's Saad, Shahmeer's childhood friend I thought but I felt a pang of regret as I silently berated myself for my harsh words towards him.

He's been so kind and helpful, and I've been so rude to him I feel terrible now. "Oh Allah, what should I do now?" I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't notice Saad bhai's (brother) words until he called out to me, "Bhabhi, let's go."

I looked up at him, my eyes showing a mix of guilt and sadness. But wait... Did he just call me Bhabhi? (Sister-in-law). I felt my cheeks started turning crimson red and a strange happiness occurred in my heart. No,
what am I thinking? I've to distract myself. I thought and replied, Yes, let's go.

As the three of us sat in the car, I couldn't help but wonder why the boy was killed because of me, when it was the other victim who had been hurt. So, I turned to Saad bhai and asked, "Why do you think he did it because of me? That boy only held my hand, while the one who suffered most was the girl."

He chuckled and replied, "He didn't come to kill him, he came to hand him over to our servant's daughter. But when he saw him holding your hand, he decided to take matters into his own hands and end him right then and there."

As he explained, I felt my cheeks grow warm and I averted my gaze out the window, trying to hide my embarrassment. I fidgeted nervously, feeling a mix of shyness and self-consciousness.

"Is he truly that possessive of Mahe?" Alisha spoke up with a touch of curiosity. He replied from the front mirror, his gaze fixed on Alisha, "Well, I too can be possessive if you're okay with it."

Noticing the growing chemistry between him and Alisha, I chimed in with a light-hearted jab, saying, "Bhai, you'd better keep your eyes on the road, or we won't survive long enough for you to get possessive." Everyone erupted in laughter.

As the laughter died down, he turned to me and said with a hint of excitement, "bhabhi, I knew about your engagement being in five days, and Maa Sarkar asked me to inform you both that you should pick out your rings today. However, I'm not sure where Shahmeer has disappeared."

As he completes I replied, What should I do? Saad bhai, I've spoken very badly to him, I started crying. He tried to comfort me, saying, Don't worry, bhabhi. He knows that you didn't know about that boy's bad actions. "But despite that, I still feel terrible for the way I spoke to him," I confessed, my tears continuing to flow.

My phone suddenly trilled, and when I saw my mother calling, I picked up, Ji Mama, I said. "where are you? Mahe, Shahmeer has been waiting for you to select rings for quite some time." Mama responded. Is he at home, I asked. "Yes, Come quickly now." With that, she ended the call.

Shahmeer's pov

"Assalamu Alaikum," she greeted her parents and me as she entered her home. "Walekum assalam, go freshen up and come quickly. It's very late now," my chachi responded. Without making eye contact, she made her way to get ready.

She then emerged but without looking at her, I rose from my seat and politely greeted her parents. As we made our way to the car, a tense silence filled the air, and the
journey passed without a word exchanged between us.

I was driving the car, she's looking at me nervously. After some time she gathers her courage and breaks the silence.

"Shahmeer," she begins, her voice wavering slightly. "Can we talk, please?" I remains silent, my hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. She fidgeted nervously, I can sense her heart pounding in her chest. "Please, Shahmeer, I just want to apologize for my behavior," she pleaded.

My grip on the steering wheel tightened even more, but I still didn't say a word. She angrily reached out and grabbed hold of my collar, pulling me close to her.

I immediately applied the breaks of the car to avoid any accident, I was shocked but I spoke in a firm tone, still close to her. "What are you doing? Are you trying to get us in an accident?"

"First, tell me that you forgive me. Say it." Her voice quivered with emotion as she spoke. But it was enough to lose my self-control. My shaking hands automatically reached her waist, I held her waist tightly.
My fingers dug into her skin as I was restraining myself. I could feel her breath on my lips, and it was taking all my self control to claim her. I looked at her lips, then at her eyes.

"Tumhe Yeh nahi karna chahiye tha... Noor," I wishpered, and made her sit on my lap. I could feel her heartbeat fluttering against my chest, and the sweet smell of her skin intoxicated my senses. "Kuch tumne shuru kia hai ab kuch mai shuru karunga." I brushed my lips against her ears, my words filled with desire and possessiveness. I leaned closer, I felt my control slipping away, my lips just a breath away from hers.

("You shouldn't have done that,"
"Something you had started, now I will start something.")

I could feel the heat of her body against my own, and my eyes flicked down to her lips. The heat between us was undeniable, the tension in the air palpable. Our faces were now just millimeters apart, our breaths mingling in the sliver of space between us. I dug my fingers into the softness of her waist. My eyes were dark with desire as I looked at her.

My lips hovered just a whisper away from hers, the air between us crackling with electricity. With each passing moment, the desire to kiss her grew stronger, drowning out any doubts or reservations. But just as our lips were about to touch.

Control Shahmeer control... My mind retorts, what would she think about you? You shouldn't kiss her without her permission, She's all yours, just wait a bit. My subconscious mind blurted out. I controlled my self and pulled back.

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart, and slowly released her
from my grip. The moment of tension and anticipation was shattered as embarrassment took hold.

I and she suddenly became aware of how close we had come to kissing, and the awkwardness of the situation hung heavy in the air. We both fidgeted and avoided eye contact.

I started driving the car again, I was still feeling her nervousness but by then we reached our destination, I parked and got out of the car, she was still sitting shocked in the car, I went towards her, opened her door and said, Chalein Madam?? (Come on, madam??)

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