Billionaire's Feisty Wife (Updating In the End of September 2021)

Chapter 15 - Rose

There are two sentences of a Qawali in this chapter. The Translation is here.

Ye Sumbal Se Gesu, Ye Aariz Gulaabi

Zamaane Mein Layein Gy Ik Din Kharabi

(These fleecy cheeks, these plump pink lips,

Will blemish the world one Day)

There is also a dialogue in this chapter which is in Urdu. See, the English translation.

"Shohar Hi Kharab Krna Tha, Kar Chuke Hain"

I only wanted to spoil my husband, and I have done that."

Chapter 15

ELZA

"Do you know the man who was bidding?" He probes.

When the first bid was made, I was puzzled but the followed pin drop silence allowed me to guess him right. He was Wahab.

"Wahab." I tell him before he commences the baseless thinking of me being in some knots with that man.

Last week was my birthday. Airab had given me the surprise I once had wished for. When I woke up in the morning my bedroom was filled with balloons, ribbons and every other colorful decorative items – totally matching with the colorful blithe of my life. Candies, chocolates, pastries, cupcakes, spicy chips, fired chicken and yah my French fries off course were the part of surprise.

Well, the point is, look at my age. Would exes suit me?

"He is my classmate at university. I think I have not told you about it. I think he has some ew kind of crush on me. He keeps eyeing me though I always ignore him. Phew, so it's all about him." I animatedly chirp last line bringing a smile on his face. "Maybe he was trying to offend you and make a scene."

"But that man is around 22 if I am not wrong." Airab shares his observation driving me furious.

"Are you implying that I am lying?" I retort, keeping a straight face, totally ignoring the part where his hand is resting over my stomach, right below my breasts.

"How can I dare to?" His tone clears me of his understanding, erupting giggles from my mouth.

"He is my classmate. I don't know the reason of age gap. But he is. And you know he is the most annoying bastard!" I let out my fury in front of Airab. I pity the woman who was linked to his arm. Not that I care but poor she. He is a sadist.

My account has erased Airab's worry and then he spoils no time in making me go lavender. Kissing me, he keeps circling my hard buds from over the shirt. It's his favorite task – teasing me, licking me and biting me from over the fabric. Trust me, it's too hot to handle. That's why in our love making tenure, I am nothing but a wanton woman.

***

Seeing the result, I squeal with joy. After striving hard for three semesters, I finally have 4 GPA in fourth semester. My mental dance stops at a friend's comment.

"Give credits to your husband."

My husband?

"My hard-work." I simply state. I know it's cheesy but I do not want bad eyes to catch us. I finally have the married life tranquil with him which I want to maintain till eternity.