This a story of a sunshine girl who was married to a grumpy man who claims to hate her and didn't have soft corner for anyone except his family.....
will they stay together?
what plans did destiny have for them?
Stay here to see what will happen wh...
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Sun light peeked through the window making them stir in their sleep, birds were chirping creating sweet melodies
Mahira groaned as the sunlight fell on her face. She rubbed her eyes and glanced at her phone to check time
It shows 10 o'clock
She sat up straight with a jolt as they both were very late. Combing her hair back with her fingers she tied them in a messy bun
Only then she realized that she was in his white shirt. His shirt covered her upper thighs while her cleavage was on display
She gasped as the memories from last night played in the back of her mind. Heat crawled up to her neck while she felt a tingling sensation in her belly
She tapped his shoulder waking him up "wake up faraz we are already late"
He groaned while holding her wrist he pulled her towards him and she landed directly on his chest
"Leave me faraz and wake up" She said unwrapping his fingers from her wrist
"Leave you? Not in this life jaana" He replied in his morning voice pecking her lips.
Her cheeks turned crimson. She turned her face on the other side grabbing her phone she played a ringtone near his ears
He opened his eyes screaming "allah ka khauf kare zauja koi aese krta hai?"
"Jiska shohar so kar na uth raha ho wo zaroor karta hai" She giggled leaving the bed making her way to the closest
He sat up rubbing his palm on his face leaning to the bed post he said "you look absolutely stunning in my shirt zauja i will love to see you in my shirts more often"
She looked around looking for a thing to throw at him and she found a box of his watch
She throw it on his way which he dodged easily while she said "SHUT.UP." Clearly annoyed by his teasings
He laughed at her reaction and went towards her. He leaned down towards her and whispered "wanna take shower with me love?"
A smirk tugged at his lips while she screamed "sharam khatm ho gyi hai kya?" (Don't you have any shame? )
"Wo to kal raat apki bhi sharam khatam ho gyi thi" He replied winking at her
And the next minute he heard her gasping dramatically tracing his chest. Just below his neck
"Don't tell me I did this" She examined the marks of hickeys she left on him last night
"Trust me sweetheart no one is allowed to do this except you" He said chuckling and tapping his two fingers on her cheeks
