Daneen.. Her LOVE Story

The night of claiming love..

Assalam-u-Aleikum readers.

Please don't hate me...

I had the worst writer's block ever. .. I'm sorry I know I'm very late with updates. Please forgive me :(

Daneen's P.O.V

The rest of the week passed in a blur and he didn't mention anything about that night neither did I. Atleast, I knew that he was hiding something and also needed time to accept his past. I was preparing myself for all the worst possible things and his behavior was helping me alot. He was taking me out to dinner almost all week and kept talking to me until I sleep. I was happy with the way he was treating me.

We were just coming back from dinner when he asked, "What is this? What are you wearing in your foot?"

"It's an anklet." I said showing him my foot. I was wearing my desi outfit today, frock and choridar, and he really liked it.

"It's lovely. You are looking very nice." We came near our hotel.

"Thanks." I blushed a bit.

We came into our room and he went straight to check his phone. His phone was on charging.

I heard him talking to Brian about something.

"Daneen."

"Hhmm yes."

"Pass me the laptop please." I gave him the laptop and opened my bag to find something to wear at night.

I was searching for my pj's when something caught my eyes. It was a red lingerie that my mom and khala bought for my wedding night. I remembered bhabhi teased me a lot. I took it out and headed for the washroom.

I opened the seal and checked it. It was very revealing but deep in my heart I wanted to wear that. His touches, hugs and forhead kissing were not enough for me, I wanted more. I decided to wear that. Wear that for him.

I took a shower and changed. I was getting out when I saw the anklet. I don't know what made me wear that but I wore and went out.

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Zaky's P.O.V

I was working on my laptop when I heard Daneen coming out of the restroom.

"What took you...." words were lost and I gawked at her like an idiot.

Fu**ing hell!!! Is she trying to kill me?

She was looking at me. Was she expecting something? My brain was all dead. I had no idea what to say.

"I needed to use the restroom." Words came out before I stopped them.

"Ohh I'm sorry." She said going towords the bed.

Washroom that's all you could think of.

I don't know why I get nervous whenever I saw her wearing these kind of things.

You didn't even praise her. Idiot.

What should I do now.

Go and tell her how much you like her in this dress. Have you seen her face. She must have felt rejected.

Rejected, how can she feel rejected. Can't she see, how much I'm in love with her. Ofcourse, I want her. I want all of her.

You never said anything to her and the way you just acted doesn't say you like her.

Okay, okay I get it.

I came out and found her on the bed. She completely covered herself with the blanket.