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Ruhani POV

Turning the page, I indulged in reading the breathtaking part of the book.

It says that the girl on her wedding night was waiting for her husband. Being nervous and scared for the first time, sitting on the bed she was quietly expecting him to enter at any time.

Her husband was a High-Rank soldier of a renowned Sultanate.

And Suddenly, the door of her medium size cottage pushed open and she saw him coming through her veil.

His footsteps were slow which was racing her heartbeats along with the slightly chilly winds hitting her often this late night. The only light lamp was lit a little far from her, which was maintaining a good amount of light inside the room.

He came closer and sat beside her. She hesitated a little as she never saw or talked to him before. Though, her friends and family did tell her about his physique and look.

She felt his hand as he slowly pulled her veil up but there was a timidness in her to look into his eyes.

"You are beautiful,"

He commented and pulled the veil down making her heart race even more.

Slowly, he held her hand and started taking off the bangles.

She lifted her gaze to him and realized that her husband was one with godly looks and he was really young, yet his body was well built and tall enough to increase her nervousness.

Their eyes met and the slight smirk on her husband's face made her forget that her hands were free of bangles now.

He took a breath coming closer and cupped her cheek slowly, feathering a little. She shivered a little and then a small kiss from him on her cheek made her heart beats race insanely.

She blinked nervously and I didn't know why reading all that was making me blush madly. My stomach was getting knit reading about her wedding night.

I remembered the glimpse of mine when he kissed my hand slowly and the visions of small moments that we spent together. Unknowingly reading about them was making me blush like beetroot.

I read further as it says that her husband leans forward to her ear and muttered something playful. She blushed hard and looked directly into his eyes. Her eyes were carrying a shocked yet questioning look.

He pulled her closer and lifted his eyebrows questioning her something in that sign language.

She hesitated a little. Not knowing what to answer, she nodded her face silently. Her husband smiled and leaned in closer to kiss her neck.

Suddenly.

"Unki ungliyan hamari gardan se reng kar jism par ek bijli si chala rahi thi. Unki Chuan mere baajuo par ek esi chingari laga rahi thi jese maano ek shamma ke kareeb jaane parwana machal raha ho,"

"His fingers danced from my neck to the body electrifying me. His touch on my arm was pulling me like a moth to a fire,"

My eyes instantly noticed the manly voice coming from beside and my gaze turned to realize that Sultan was lying beside me and reading the book aloud.

I was scared to death.

My eyes just came out of sockets.

I didn't know what shook me more, he read the book or his presence all of sudden.

I looked at him. His face glowing from sunlight and mine was looking for something to hide from this immense shame I was feeling.

He just caught me reading a romance book. Even at the scene where they were making love. Urghh.

My heart raced insanely knowing he was lying just like me on the bed, on his stomach, and significantly closer to me.

And suddenly lifted his gaze from the book to me.

"And, then removing all the clothes, one by one of himself and mine, he came dangerously closer to me... His eyes were full of desire as he made me lie over the bed and hover,"

He narrated slowly, looking into my eyes as of piercing me to the core with his hot voice.

A knot formed in my stomach.

I blinked nervously hearing all that from his mouth and he lowered his gaze back to the book slowly.

"Pinning my hands over the head, he started kissing me from the neck, followed by my naked-- chest and then to my... Stomach,"

I sucked on my lips and froze like ice hearing all this from his mouth. I just wanted to get invisible right now.

He lifted his gaze to me and muttered slowly again.

"Then, coming dangerously closer... He looked into my eyes and I felt his right hand on my-- thigh, parting them apart,"

No, no, no, no... Please stop narrating it.

I was feeling hell nervous, embarrassed, and ashamed, yet he wasn't willing to stop now but rather continued it.

Please!!! I begged internally.

But.

He looked into my eyes purposely and my sight just fixed on his lips as they sync in a motion to mutter those words very slowly.

"And, I was frightened, when he was ready. Slowly he guided himself to get into m-,"

My heartbeats raced insanely and I quickly moved my hand to press my fingers against his lips, shutting him up. I shook my head a little silently begging him to stop. Our eyes met and the moment stopped right there.

But suddenly.

"Aashiq,"

My ears instantly recognized Rabia's voice and I quickly stood up from the bed adjusting myself.

But, before I could even take a step forward, his hand held mine and pulled me closer. Losing, the balance I fell right over him.

And being fast enough, he turned me down, hovering me over.

I shivered and then looked at Rabia who was standing near the couch and looking at us.

Now, I was insanely blushed.

"Rabia,"

I looked at Sultan who without even daring to affect our uncomfortable and the extremely romantic position looked at her.

"What happened?"

He asked politely.

Rabia's face was clearly holding shock and a feeling of jealousy towards me. Her smile which was slightly appeared before now witnessing that she had just seen a nightmare.

"Um...mm,"

She blabbered not able to form any answer while I was slightly pushing him away without even making her notice.

"Umm, I just wanted to talk to you for while,"

She managed to say.

"You just go, I will meet you later,"

He said coldly, without even a slight smile and it made my eyebrows knit.

She just nodded silently and turned to walk away with a heavy heart.

My eyes were looking into his while his were fixed on her.

And suddenly, when she reached the door he asked.

"Rabia,"

"Would you mind closing the door?"

She turned to look at him and gave him a hurtful look.

But, eventually nodded and did what she was asked to do.

The door shut closed and he turned his eyes on me now.

With a devilish smile, he asked.

"Kitni ashleel kitabe padhti hai aap,"

"How vulgar books you read,"

My cheeks instantly turned red as a tomato with his comment and I shook my head in a 'No'

But, in order to increase my already hiked timidness, he moved his hand to grab the book and was almost about to read further.

I quickly struggled to snatch the book from his hand but he pulled it far from me.

I looked into his eyes, silently begging him not to do this with me.

"Aapke Abba ko batade,"

"Shall I tell your father,"

He said and I instantly increased my efforts to snatch the book. Trying to pull myself a little up in his caged arm, I was willing to get it.

My face moved closer to his and looked into his eyes. My long hair danced as I struggled to meet the length of his hand to reach.

But, I sat frozen when he dropped the book behind him, far away from my reach, and lowered himself closer to me. I lay back with the effect on the bed and blinked nervously.

"Sirf padhti hi hai na... Ya fir?"

"You only read right... Or?"

He muttered and I shook my head hurriedly telling him I just read.

He brought his face closer and rested it over his palm, supporting with the elbow.

His other hand was around my waist as he lay beside me on his one side.

Slowly, bringing the palm closer to my face, he moved the strand of my hair aside tucking it behind my ear and taking a breath of calmness. As if he was ready to enjoy my timidness.

His hand accidentally brushed my cheeks and I blinked.

His eyes turned softer as he was looking into my eyes. I felt as the time stopped. He was watching my sunbathed face and leaning in closer he brushed my cheek a little.

My heartbeats were racing insanely with this close proximity. My hand instantly moved to hold his wrist.

My eyelids feels heavy to stay open as he leaned in even closer to me and pressed his lips against my forehead.

It was deep, that I felt it for a slightly longer time. My bangles giggled a little and then he slowly lifted his face up a little and looked into my eyes back.

My eyes turned softer, my heartbeats slightly calmed but still blinking nervously for his upcoming move.

Slowly leaning in closer again he pressed his lips against my cheek, making my face tilt sidewards a little.

I shivered at the core.

I didn't know what he was doing to me.

It was different, something with the possession and claim.

Then, after his sweet assault, he again looked into my eyes and started brushing my cheek slowly.

"Begum hai aap hamari, yaha kisi se bhi pehle... Aapka hak hum par sabse jyada hai... Samjhi... Sabse jyada,"

"You are my wife, you have the right on me more than anyone present here... Got it,"

He muttered and I thinned my eyebrows not able to understand it.

But, enough brain to understand that he was referring to Rabia.

He stayed silent for a moment, still brushing my cheek, and asked slowly.

"Aap jaanti hai humne aapse nikaah kyuu kiya?"

"Do you know why I married you?"

He asked and I shook my head slowly looking into his eyes.

He smiled a little and muttered.

"I really love my father and you are the one he chose for me... No doubt you are someone special to...me more than anyone,"

I blinked hearing those beautiful words from his mouth and then I noticed him leaning closer to me.

My heartbeats raced because this time his lips were reaching mine. My eyes daring not to get shut. My stomach twisted and the visuals of our wedding night where he almost rejected me blurred my vision.

Even the bright sunlight wasn't doing anything to my open eyes but then the soft touch over my lips made me blink, making it hard for my lashes to stay open.

I just froze with the touch, it was minor and small yet electrified enough to make me forget how to breathe.

The lifetime dream and craving just touched my lips but there was a mixed emotion of fear and suspicion in me.

Unknowingly, I pushed him a little and sat up with the effect. My fingers instantly touched my lips and my heartbeats were almost audible.

I didn't know what just happened.

But, before I could even comprehend the moment. I felt him pulling my hair from the end lightly and making me lied again.

I shivered to the core with the sudden effect.

His eyes filled with emotions but they turned soft immediately after looking into mine.

*Knock*

*Knock*

And, suddenly there was a loud knock on the door that shivered me to the core.

He straightened himself and asked.

"Yes,"

"Sultan, Badi Begum is asking for you,"

The attendee informed and he looked at me.

I didn't know but I was feeling as if he wanted to stay with me. The way he was looking at me, It feel as if he was expecting me to stop him from saying a Yes.

But, maybe it was my mere thought.

He stayed silent for a moment and then replied with a sad tone.

"Coming,"

He said and I tried to sit up adjusting my clothes a little.

He stood up from the bed and looked at me a little walking away from there running his fingers in his hair.

My heartbeats were beating insanely as he gave me different look and I just lowered my gaze.

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Damn!!! The next chapters are going to be even more romantic. I think Sultan's priorities are set and he don't like Rabia. What do you think? Or it might be the plan of Rabia and Aashiq.

Well... Whatever it will be. I am sure, it will be interesting 😉

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