|House tour|

Sheza's pouty expression and starfish-like posture on the bed conveyed her boredom and frustration. It seemed that her attempt at doing household chores had not been well-received by her intimidating mother-in-law, which left her with little to do but lay there, feeling despondent and at a loss for how to occupy her time.

She got up from the bed and walked toward the door with her socked feet, the door opened without any noise, and she peeked out and saw Wahaj standing against the nearest pillar, two metres away from their room, but the movement she opened the door, his gaze immediately tuned toward her.

Sheza looked at him with wide Bambi eyes and a pout on her lips, she cutely waved at him with her sweater paw and sheepishly smiled.

She came out of the room and closed the door behind her, walking toward Wahaj, who standing tall, with a buff and broad body, his black charcoal orbs holding nothing but coldness and darkness, hands behind his back.

"I am bored, may you suggest something interesting?"
She asked with Big Bambi eyes sparkling for something bliss.

"Yes Milady, Would you like to have a tour around the house?" He asked darting his eyes away from her cute round face due to respect for her being the only Daughter-in-law of Khans.

Sheza gestured a positive 'yes' with a cute firm nod, Wahaj walked forward with Sheza trailing behind him.

"This is the Fourth floor, which is personally specified for Mr Khan, This floor contains a personal Gym and bedroom of Mr Khan,"

Then, while talking more like Wahaj was telling and Sheza was listening to him like an obedient puppy, they walked downstairs.

"This is the third floor, this is very... you can say VIP type, cause this floor belongs to Mr Khan's Father, here is the main and official Office of Mr Khan, mostly, there are very confidential documents kept, next to that there is a Mafia conference room, there is a small bar in the corner,"

They went downstairs and reached on second floor.

"This floor consisted of Mr and Mrs Khan's master bedroom and Mrs Khan's official Office room, and nothing else,"

They proceeded toward the downstairs and reached the first floor.

"This floor has a very big library, a big swimming pool area, a big Balcony, usually this floor is always empty, as no one comes here,"

Then, they headed downstairs and reached the ground floor.

"This is the ground floor, which is very huge, you might get lost also, here, is a big Kitchen as you know, a very enormous Living area, then at the left side of the ground, there is a very grandeur area for maids who permanently work here, and at the right side, there is a hefty and big garden, actually behind the palace there is huge dense forest, which is owned by Khans and many wild animals live, but to prevent the attack, there a cement border between the garden and forest,"

He continues, "Then, there is a big Front garden near the Entrance of the Palace, and then, Welcome to Junaid Manzil,"

Sheza's wide-eyed gaze held a delicate innocence, her hesitant nod revealing vulnerability. Lost in deep thought, she stared into space, a portrait of fragility. The sudden loud ring of Wahaj's phone made her flinch, accentuating her delicate nature as he hurriedly excused himself, leaving her momentarily alone with her thoughts.

Being alone, Sheza resists a quiet fear, yet in isolation, she draws up a hideout within her own thoughts. Zoning out, she created a personal haven, finding both comfort and fascination in the solace of her intimate world. Her loneliness wears the cloak of vulnerability, but within her mental sanctuary, she discovers a unique strength.

"Hey little biscuit," Sheza's reaction mirrored that of a cute cat startled by something unseen. Her sudden leap from the ground held a feline grace, and although on the brink of falling, she skillfully regained balance. Standing at a distance from the owner of the strange, husky voice, her demeanor captured a blend of surprise, agility, and cautious curiosity.

She quickly looked at the person, it was a handsome man with His face, chiseled and handsome, held an air of mystery. A dark glint in his eyes hinted at depths unknown, a mysterious quality that added intrigue to his features.

The dominance in his aura commanded attention, exuding a charismatic force that left a lasting impression on those who crossed his path. With each presence, his personality projected strength and confidence, weaving a compelling tapestry of allure and authority.

Sheza was startled by his dark gaze, but suddenly his dark lips curved in a beautiful goofy smile, he giggled cutely and Sheza asked while shuttering.

"W-who are y-you?"

The man's aura underwent a dramatic shift; what was once dark and commanding transformed into a playful energy. The profound gazes that held an air of mystery now sparkled with a mischievous glint, softening his presence and introducing a lighter, more intriguing facet to his demeanour.

"Well, I am Al-Osman-Aziz, in short, you can call me Osman, but May I know you?"

Sheza, hesitating, cautiously parted her lips, uttering words in a hushed, low voice that carried the weight of uncertainty.

"I am Sheza Saad Junaid Khan,"

"Ohh, Sheza Saad Junaid Khan, yeah, Saad Juniad Khan-Wait!! Saad Junaid Khan?" the man named Osman dramatically shouted causing Sheza to flinch with a quiet whimper following her startled reflection.

Sheza nodded at his question and looked at him in confusion, he grinned widely and said.

"Oo, Finally we got a Sister-i-law, huh," Sheza still had that innocent confused expression, Osman could not hold back his laugh and poured his all emotion into his laugh, causing Sheza to pout unconsciously.

"Why are you laughing and how am I your sister-in-law?" Sheza said in a single breath, posed two questions, her words revealing a genuine curiosity. As she tilted her head, innocence adorned her expression, creating an adorable charm.

Osman chuckled and said, "Well, I am your husband's Best friend, so you are my sister-in-law,".

Sheza finally understood and nodded, and then there was an awkward silence between them, well it was Sheza not Osman who was feeling awkward and praying to Allah to send Wahaj quickly so she could go from there.

Yet, it looked like Allah heard her praying and Wahaj was coming from the front yard of the entrance, she looked at him like he was her shining armour in her darkness.

As soon as he saw Osman, he immediately bowed down ninety degrees and said in the most formal and hard tone.

"Good afternoon, Mr Aziz,"

Osman smiled at Wahaj and said in a friendly tone.
"Afternoon,"

Both males talked with each other while Sheza stood there standing awkwardly, she looked so small beside two giant males, and now she was sure that she was the shortest in the whole house.

She looked around and saw a big aquarium on the left side of the hall, her face lit up and then she made a beeline toward the aquarium and stood in front of a big full-length aquarium.

She placed her small chubby hand on the glass when a small baby fish came toward the glass and sheza squealed cutely and touched the glass with her pointy finger, she giggled cutely and gently knocked the glass making the fish move away.

Sheza pouted cutely and continued to gaze at the fish, but, a sudden clearing throat sound, startled her totally, she quickly looked at the intruder and saw Wahaj looking at her with a cold gaze, she looked at him with unintentional puppy eyes, then he said in deep soothing voice after gazing her startled demeanour.

"I apologize for leaving you alone,"

Sheza's soft-spoken gratitude carried a sense of understanding and said in a soft tone.

"It's okay, can we go to the library? Please," She looked at him with puppy eyes, Wahaj couldn't resist the charm of Sheza's puppy eyes, struggling to contain the affectionate coos that threatened to escape.

With a nod of acknowledgment, he moved with purpose towards the library, carrying out Mrs. Khan's request with a quiet determination. Sheza trailed behind, innocently curious about the journey unfolding within the walls of knowledge.

Inside the library, a world of knowledge awaited them. Wahaj graciously held the door open, ushering Sheza into the serene haven of books. As they ventured deeper, the hushed whispers of pages and the subtle rustle of turning leaves enveloped them in the timeless embrace of literature.

A vast, aesthetic library unfolds before her, its shelves reaching toward a ceiling adorned with intricate murals. Soft ambient lighting illuminates the rich mahogany shelves, showcasing a diverse collection of leather-bound classics and modern literary treasures. The air is scented with the faint aroma of aged paper, and ornate reading nooks invite contemplation amidst the timeless beauty of knowledge.

Sheza was fascinated by the enchanting yet aesthetic interior of the vast Library, the aura of the book of literature gave an aura of familiarity and warmth to her soul, which is addicted to a word—literature.

"Thank you for being my guide, this library seems enchanting, doesn't it?" Sheza's gentle smile conveyed gratitude, recognizing Wahaj not just as a guide but as a companion on their journey through the vast corridors of the library.

"You are most Welcome, let's move forward and explore your favourite genre," after hearing his words, Sheza's eyes sparkled with delight upon hearing his words, and her excitement bubbled up in the form of an adorable mix of an enthusiastic tone and a cute squeal. Her genuine joy added a vibrant touch to the library's serene ambiance.

"Fantasy and Paranormal!"

Wahaj's usual reserve crumbled in the face of Sheza's infectious excitement. Chuckling, he found himself unable to maintain his stoic demeanour, his features softening into a warm smile as he succumbed to the charm of her undeniable cuteness.

"Paranormal? Are you sure?" Playfully teasing Sheza about her favorite genre—Paranormal—he couldn't help but notice her adorable pout. Sheza, with a huff and crossed arms, showcased her playful displeasure in a charmingly pouty tone.

"What do you mean by that? Huh!" She pouted and looked at him with narrow eyes like she was suspecting him for some crime.

Wahaj laughed playfully and said in a mischievous yet dramatic tone.

"Well then, I apologize for my teasing, Please Pardon this peasant," Sheza giggled and walked forward with Wahaj following her and telling them about things from time to time, to which Sheza responded with a cute nod and pout.

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Exhausted from their library exploration, Sheza ascended the stairs with leisurely, snail-paced steps, embodying a sense of relaxation and calmness after the immersive journey through the literary expanse.

Wahaj trailed behind Sheza like a steadfast shield, maintaining his vigilant presence. Internally, a subtle chuckle escaped him as he observed the small yet endearing antics of the lively girl he accompanied through the library's enchanting maze.

Wahaj, ever the courteous companion, opened the door for the weary Sheza as they reached their destination on the floor. Despite her exhaustion, a grateful smile adorned Sheza's face, and she expressed her thanks in a soft, appreciative tone.

With a warm smile, Wahaj closed the door behind Sheza. Being hella tired, Sheza removed her sandals walked toward the bed and directly flopped on it.

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