Fitoor (obsession) ❤️

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Mirha's POV.

To day I am gonna meet him, it is a so called date that my parents arraigned for us and I am not in trusted in this date but what can I do I have to go.

Right know I am sitting in front of the mirror and my sister and my friend Aliza doing my make up, look guys please keep the look simple or don't do the make up thing.

I tried to convenes them to keep the make up simple but they didn't listen to me, oh please Mirha you're going out with jiju and you're saying you don't want to do make up I can't believe that, of course this is my drama queen sister Safa and wallahi they are even not letting me to have a look in the mirror.

Guys are you done let me have a look please, when I tried to peak for a second and I got a glare from my sister and friend.

Masha Allah Mirha you are looking so beautiful I swear Bhai will faint, yeah right he will not.

Mirhaaaaaa..., Safa hugged and said, you're looking so pretty Aliza is right jiju will faint.

Can I have a glance on the mirror, I tried to peek again and they giggled at me and moved a said.

Oh Allah, I-I-I look different, they really gave me a make over well I am very bad on describing.

(A/N . I AM VERY BAD IN DESCRIBING SO PLEASE DON'T MIND AND HERE IS THE PIC).

And my dress is looking fabulous its black dress as I said I am bad at describing things.

And they pushed me in the bathroom to change in the outfit, when I came out they engulfed me in a bone crushing hug.

Guys I can't breath, they moved a said and said sorry and wished me good lucks for the date and I rolled my eyes at them.

I went out of the house and my jaw dropped he was standing out of the car well let me say its a jeep in black mat color, I can't believe that I am going to say this but he is looking so handsome in his white shirt and black pant.

I went toward him, he opened for me the passenger seat and he sat on driver seat.

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Ayaan Shah's POV.

When she came out of the house she was looking breath taking, she was looking like an angel who came from heaven.

We sat in the car and I started to drive, it's been a while and the silence is wearied, she didn't utter a word.

I cleared my throat and started the conversation, you are looking beautiful Mirha, she looked and smiled at me and turned her head  towered the window again.

Why this girl is hard to get? The other girls I know they fall for me and especially in my office they dress in tight clothes and here I am who had fall for her and she doesn't care, neither she gives me a glance, I hope she doesn't get to my nerves.

Well let me tell you guys I own a few restaurants and villas in London  and my construction company to cover up my mafia life, and this innocent soul doesn't know about it a bit.

I will tell her every thing today, we reached to my restaurant and got out of the car to lead her towered the table, as we sat on the chairs a waiter came towered us.

He was staring at Mirha and I can see she is uncomfortable under his gaze, I cleared my throat to gain the waiter's attention, we ordered our meal before the waiter could go I stopped him and said, don't you ever dare to look at what is mine understood and I don't want you to bring our meal, know go before I torn you're head apart from you're body.

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Mirha's POV.

Great just great our first meeting and Mr. Ayaan Shah is blackmailing that poor waiter, I am really not interested in this so called date, Mr. Ayaan Shah you don't have to blackmail that poor waiter if he is staring at me then what is the problem.

I spat at him because I want him to reject me but for my bad luck, he looked at me and his eyes where cold and emotion less, Mirha no one dares to look at what is mine and you are mine understood?

It felt like a command, look Mr I don't care and I am not a property that I am yours.

I stood to leave but he held my wrist and dragged me to his car, I wiggled my hand in his grip but for my bad luck his grip got tighter on my wrist and I hissed in pain.

Mr. Ayaan Shah leave my hand you're hurting me. He didn't reply nor he left my hand I can only feel his grip getting tighter second by second.

Mr. Ayaan Shah I said leave my hand, I semi yelled at him and took my hand from his grip.

That was a mistake I stood on my track with wide eyes, I gulped the lumps and looked at him then at the gun, yes a freaking gun he is pointing a gun on me.

Ya Allah is this the end, is he going to kill me, look darling no one dares to disobey me no one means no one. He said fuming in anger.

You can't scare me with you're fake gun Mr. Ayaan Shah,  I said it in a challenging way  and that was my second mistake, AHHHH.......

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