Mahnoor's POV:
I've been sitting here for two hours. It's 1am now. The whole table is laid with different dishes I made, but they're cold now. I hear the entrance door open and shoes tapping on the tiles.
"Shahmeer?" I turn to see who it is and it is my husband. Walking upstairs and just ignoring me.
"Shahmeer, I've made dinner. Come eat."
"I already ate at the office."
"It's for y-" I hear the bedroom door close. What? I put away all the dishes as I had told all the maids to go to sleep since it was quite late. It can't be this hard to be a caring wife. I walk upstairs to our bedroom and quietly open the door. He's just sitting on the armchair, whilst doing something on his phone.
"Shahmeer, are you sure you're not hungry?"
"I already told you, I've eaten. Go to sleep now." He doesn't even bother looking up from his phone when talking. He barely spoke, and when he did, his words felt distant, mechanical.
"Okay." I walk over to the bathroom and get ready to sleep.
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I lay on the bed but I can't help but think why he was acting like this. I look if he's asleep but he's still on his phone. He catches me staring.
"What's wrong?" He asks with a cold tone. I walk over to him and sit on my knees beside the armchair.
"Shahmeer, you can tell me if something's wrong."
"Nothing's wrong. And get up, I don't want you sitting lowly compared to me." I don't move.
"Look, you can share your feelings. Tell me what's wrong." He gets up, walks over to the sofa and lays down. Oh My God.
"Turn the lights off."
"A please wouldn't hurt." He doesn't say anything and I don't argue back so I turn the lights off and try to fall asleep.
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I check to make sure I've packed everything before we leave.
"Why are you rushing?"
"I don't want to miss the flight."
"Love, it's a private jet. Take your time." This man owned a jet?! That's surprising. Well actually, not really. Oh, so that's why Kiran wasn't worried about the luggage being overweight. Makes a lot more sense now.
I grab a book and slip it under my arm to read whilst we're on the plane. I pick 'My Dark Romeo' since I had just recently bought it and hadn't gotten the chance to read it. I wonder why.
He takes my suitcases and holds my book so I can grab my bag and any other last minute items. I turn back around to see him reading my book.
"He shoved his hand between my legs covering my heated center with hi-"
"Shahmeer! Give me back my book right now!" I try and grab it from him, but he raises his hand up so I can't reach it. I try and jump but I stumble and he catches me with his other arm.
"If you were so desperate, you should've told me, love."
"I'm not desperate, thank you very much. Now, give me back my book."
"I think I should read it. After all, reading increases your knowledge. In this case, sex knowledge."
I try to jump again but I fail since his arm is wrapped around me.
"My teeth grazed down her chin, trailing her throa-" I cover his mouth with my hand to stop him from reading more. He looks at me, unimpressed as he removes my hand.
"If you want to shut me up, there are far more interesting ways to do so, love."
I look at him, even more unimpressed.
"Can we go now?" He signals for me to walk.
"Ladies first."
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
HI EVERYONE!
I am aware this is quite a short chapter but I wanted to write something but not something long.
If someone caught me with my books, I'd be exiled.
I do try and write when I get the chance to, and I have gotten a few people on instagram asking me constantly to upload, but to be fair, I have no fixed timing. I write when I get time to.
Anyways, hope you enjoyed the chapter
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RomantikBrutal yet severely charming man Shahmeer Jafri. The owner of a chain of the best luxury hotels in the world. The definition of perfection in a human. Sweet mouthed and loyal girl Mahnoor Ali had the life of normal 27 year old. Or so she thought...
