On the way back home, Haider's car stopped at the traffic light. He glanced out while his mind was still thinking about Hashim Jaffery and the twin's reaction upon meeting their estranged father. Hopefully, they will take it nicely. They should.

As Haider glanced around his gaze fell over a luxurious jewelry shop across the road. He shifted and tapped at the driver's seat handle to call Gopi. He asked him to park the car and then, climbed down the car.

As Haider walked into the shop, the shot of cold air blasted his face, and he shivered a little, but quickly adjusted his coat, buttoning up the mid-button.

'Hello, Mr. Zaidi.' One of the staff greeted him with a formal smile. He guided him to one counter and swiftly lifted the flap of the table and entered the other side.

'What may I show you, sir?' He humbly asked, bowing a little out of curtsey.

'Um,' – Haider ran his gaze over the display behind the man, - 'Show me some rings and—necklaces. No compromise on quality. Don't worry about the budget.' He said. The man nodded with a grin on his face,

- 'Of course, sir.'

After almost three hours, Haider finally selected the perfect gift for his lady love. He smiled to himself as he was handed the packet filled with purchased goodies. The earlier tension drained away as he imagined Amaal's reaction to this. Through the rest of the car journey, he kept a smile plastered on his face.

AK was surprised to find Haider come early from work. He informed about the guests as his butler took the laptop bag from him. He proceeded to remove his coat, but Haider raised a palm, - 'Where is my wife?' He enquired. AK took a step back,

- 'Upstairs, we didn't expect you will come home this early.' He informed. Haider nodded and excitedly strolled towards the stair.

He hesitated at the door, clenching the packet tightly. After a brief moment, he gently twisted the knob of the door. Cautiously, he walked in.

'Sweetheart.' He called and was surprised to find Amaal sitting on the recliner chair and talking on the phone. She looked up at him and grinned ear to ear. Disconnecting the call quickly, leaped from the chair. Amaal hurried to him, with her arms wide open. Haider was knocked off his feet as she jumped on him, taking him in a tight embrace.

'I have so many interesting things to share with you.' Haider informed excitedly.

'Wow! what.' Amaal eagerly eyed the packet in his hand.

'Not now.' Haider moved his arm behind him, - 'First I need to freshen up.'- He paused, changing the tone of his voice, - 'by the way, your brother and sister-in-law will be joining us for dinner.'

He avoided looking at her and instead focused on placing the packet inside the drawer. Amaal gushed how thrilled she was for this and thanked him.

'No peeking.' Haider lightly warned her, and she pouted, clasping her hands. He chuckled and ruffled her hair, - 'Now, be a good wife, help with my coat and prepare my bath.' He said cheerily.

'No.' She said coldly, and his smile dropped.

'Use the shower.' She said haughtily and twirled around. Amaal huffed sitting crossed legged on the recliner chair. She eyed him angrily and got busy, or pretended to, with her phone. Haider kept gaping at her for a while and then, gathered himself

After readying himself for a bath, he walked towards the bathroom, very well aware of her eyes, stealthily, following him.

'Get ready for dinner.' He said casually.

'Okay.' Amaal shrugged, ignoring him. Haider suppressed his smile and walked inside.

Since staying in Mussoorie Haider was now comfortable with using the shower. As he rubbed the lathered loofah over his collarbone, he felt a soft palm brush against his biceps. He flinched and quickly rubbed lather off his face and blinked rapidly. He turned his head and yelped, jumping on the spot.

'Amaal!' He exclaimed. She grinned eyeing him from head to toe. In reflex, Haider covered his naked crotch with his hands. She laughed wholeheartedly.

'What are you doing here?' He choked under the shower. He recollected how he wasn't very used to locking the bathroom door as he stayed alone.

'What are you hiding?' Amaal giggled, eyeing his crotch. Haider noticed she was fully dressed and dried. She seemed to be enjoying his awkward situation. Not if he could help. He smirked and pulled her under the shower with him. Amaal gasped loudly, drenching in the warm water.

'Who is laughing now?' He held her waist, pulling her closer. Amaal's giggled instantly stopped. But a slow naughty smirk appeared on her lips.

'Actually,' – She caressed his bearded jawline, - 'I wanted to be with you. That is why I am here.' – she confessed and pecked his lips. Haider smiled. He held her waist firmly with one hand and caressed her cheek with the back of his finger. He felt her smooth skin and inhaled deeply. Amaal cupped his face gently and brought his face closer. She planted a gentle kiss on his forehead. Haider closed his eyes and smiled in response.

'I love you.' He said, staring lovingly at her. Amaal lowered her gaze and looked up into his eyes again.

'I love you too.' She replied. Haider took a step back, still holding her hands.

'I think we should get rid of this.' – He dipped his hand under her top and held her waist. She gasped and wiggled a little. Haider chuckled at her reflex, and her cheeks turned crimson. But she masked her embarrassment, forcing a smile, and held the hem of her Tee. Swiftly, she pulled it over her head. Haider just watched her, his pupils dilating. Amaal stared boldly into his eyes, shivering a little under the steamy shower. But, like always she was exceptionally good at concealing her discomfort.

She unbuttoned her jeans and lowered it, then kicked it off her legs.

'You are mismatched.' Haider teased her, pointing at her beige Bra and maroon panties. Amaal frowned.

'Oh! I wasn't expecting to get exposed, so I wore whatever made me comfortable.' – She placed her hands on her hips and tilted her head, - 'by the way, this is real life and not those misogynic movies where the female character is ever ready wearing matching, lacy lingerie to satisfy male character's fantasies.' She said bitterly.

Haider laughed, while she looked him with an offensive stare. She was ready to leave but he grabbed her hand and pulled her to him, again.

'I am sorry. Let me make it up to you.' He said leaned, - 'sweetheart.' He whispered and pulled back. Amaal trembled in response.

Haider kept his gaze on her, slithering his palms over her back, and skillfully, he unbuckled her bra. Amaal froze staring straight into his eyes. He leaned and kissed her shoulder, pressing his lips against her skin. She caressed his forearms, moving her palms till his shoulder, and hugged him tightly. Haider knew she was nervous and was trying to comfort herself by holding onto him.

He continued to kiss her shoulder, trailing his lips to her neck while caressing her back with his fingertips. Amaal placed her chin against his shoulder and murmured into his ear, - 'Let us do it, Haider.' She commented and he smiled in response. He pulled away, holding onto her arms.

'Sweetheart, you are not ready yet. But don't worry.' – He pushed her against the cold marble wall. He looked at her heavy chest and looked back into her eyes, - 'For now, let me show you another trailer of what is to come.' He smirked. Amaal turned red again, she looked away. Haider held her arms and leaned. She gulped looking uncertainly at him. He kept his eyes fixed on her face; he gently removed the straps of her bra, letting it fall to her feet.

He inched closer and Amaal sucked in a sharp breath. Haider lowered his gaze; she scratched the wet wall. Haider dipped his head into the corner of her neck and began to kiss her. He could feel his heartbeat quicken and knew it was a matter of time before his excitement would be evident. Amaal's lips parted as she moved her head back. She grabbed his waist pulling him closer. Haider shifted pressing his body against her and felt her tremble in his embrace.

He continued to nibble on her collarbone, moving his hands from the walls. He cupped one of her breasts with his hand. He smiled against her skin feeling her entire breast fit perfectly in his grasp. With the other hand, he caressed her hip. Amaal moaned against his ear, holding on to his back tightly. Haider caressed her nipple with his thumb, gently squeezing her boob.

'Wow!' She exclaimed, pinching his back.

Haider moved his head, and faced her, - 'The wow moment is yet to come.' He winked at her and plunged his head into the valley of her breasts. He held her nipple into his mouth and she gasped loudly, moving her legs. Haider held hips tightly as he sucked on her breast. Amaal held her forehead with one hand and moaned in pleasure. He moved his other hand and began to fiddle with the other breasts, brushing his fingers over her semi-aroused nipple.

'This is so exciting.' -She panted, sounding restlessness, - 'Haider, I can't believe you are going to leave me hanging halfway.' She groaned. He didn't wish to leave her and hoped she might be eased into the main climax.

'Okay,' – He moved his head and quickly lifted her off her feet, - 'I am taking this outside.' He spoke with urgency and desperation. Amaal giggled,

- 'You forgot the shower.'

'**** the shower.'

How was the Chapter, my lovelies? Drop your thoughts in the comments, please *smiles*. Honestly, I am still nervous about the twins' reaction *nervous grin*