It was the moment of experiencing the utmost rapture where your mind is only devoted to nothing but the touch of passion ....when you feel that you have only lived for this moment.... when you discover that this was the instant and this was the person with whom you find contentment of living a true life... the entanglement of their bodies moved with the rhythm of their heartbeats under the blanket as they consumed each other with their overwhelmed emotions of hot devotion.... Meerab dipped her fingers in the thick mess of his hair as Murtasim buried his face in the slope of her chest, devouring his wife in a way he had been dreaming ever since he lost his heart to the woman lying beneath him....It had been a good forty five minutes and none of them could get enough of each other even after mutually coming undone for at least four times .....

Murtasim dropped his head on her heart, listening to the soothing rhythm of her heartbeats, left hand fingers drawing soft circles on her right palm while right hand gently caressing her creamy waist....nose nuzzling into her flesh as he was catching his breaths after the fifth session....

Life was indeed unpredictable.....out of everything, this was definitely not the outcome he had expected from the conversation with his wife today.... He had come here to make things right between them and after making hot and passionate love with his wife multiple times, he was still not sure if everything had yet become right between them....

'I ....will....die'.... suddenly the words rang into his brain and he closed his eyes, processing them.... Behind the brave and daring woman lay a vulnerable fearful girl who was afraid of suffocation .... She was afraid of death....and yet she was willing to jump off the terrace not once but twice....but Why?...

"Why did you let yourself go that night?" He murmured against her chest as he refused to meet her gaze.... "You never accepted me as a part of you.... then why did my words bother you to the extent that you were ready to give up on your life.... why Meerab?" he knew she loved him but she also loved her parents longer than she loved him then how come their abandonment never urged her to take this drastic step at that time?....she continued to caress his hair with her left hand in silence as she listened to his queries....

"You are all I got, Murtasim" that's when he felt a pain, a sharp ache in his chest.... "You took me in...gave me shelter...accepted my nonsense condition... but when you started to question my dignity, it hurt!" She paused....he closed his eyes at the low crack in her voice.... "It killed me" Meerab revealed when he raised his face to look at her and she gently cupped his face in between her palms, her tender eyes moved all over his face as she continued, "I don't know why losing you seemed more frightening than losing my parents.... then I realized I did not actually want anyone but ...You... and if there was no you, then there was no point of me...." as soon as she completed, she felt his lips on hers, they captured her like a shelter....Murtasim wrapped his arms around her, slid his left thigh in between hers entangling her with himself in a way that she felt sheltered and protected....

"I love you Meerab..... I promise, I will always be with you no matter what.... Trust you more than myself..... And please trust me when I say this...., there is no one in my life but you.... Koi nahin hai...bas tum ho.... Naa tumhare pehle koi thi, naa koi baad mein....it's only you... it has always been you... and only you" she felt the crack and plea in his voice as a tear rolled over his cheek and dropped on her bottom lip.... Meerab snaked her arms around his broad shoulder and pulled him closer, not willing to let go when broke the kiss to bury his face in the crook of her neck, worshiping every cell with wet passionate kisses while earning sweet and soft moans from her....

With a deep sigh of contentment, he bit the spot he so wanted to taste for a long time now, right below the collarbone, a quick suckle followed after the bite when his brain took the hazy path at his name from her moaning voice... his lips trailed its way up to her lips again and planted snatched away a series of deep kisses from those plump lips while smudging his body against hers...

"You're beautiful....so so beautiful" pulling back to allow themselves for air, he muttered on her lips as he was utterly mesmerized by her insanely gorgeous face....she heard it before so many times but coming from him at that precious moment hit it differently....it was so raw and authentic ...as if it was right from an oracle....

"Freshen up?" Murtasim whispered while scanning her face with his tender eyes as he grabbed the right end seam of the towel and pulled it over to wrap around her front before casually buttoning up his trousers..... Meerab tucked in the upper seam of the wool over her busts.... "My legs feel numb" she kept her gaze down on her fingers that played with the edge of the blanket which she pulled up over the towel, a sudden pink blush appeared on her cheeks and the sight hitched his breath when he wrapped his left arm around her hip and pulled her closer before capturing her lips in a tender kiss.... It was a featherlike kiss as if he was carefully brushing his lips over hers and dropping light pecks at each corner....

"Let me help you" without a second thought he yanked off the blanket, rolled over her figure to the other side of the bed as he stood on his feet in his trousers only.... Before Meerab could react, he slipped his arms under her knees and back, very swiftly lifting her off the bed and she instantly wrapped her right arm around his shoulder for support while the left hand clutched onto the towel around her busts....Her now dry long wavy hair dangled behind her back and the towel was smoothed around her body in a way that both magnified her beauty to a different level....

she looked up at his face with amusement, lips pressed together in a shy smile and she instantly buried her face in the crook of his neck..... She was so raw and heartwrenchingly aesthetic that Murtasim felt as if he fell in love with the woman in his arms all over again....

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"Hello, mama" Meerab said on the phone.... She paused for the caller on the other end before continuing, "Murtasim closed the door by accident.... can you please contact the locksmith and ask him to come as soon as possible to fix it?" she requested in her concerned voice....suddenly she felt embarrassed to inform her parents about her being locked into a room with her husband....although everyone was aware of her equation she shared with her husband, but a strange intimate emotion engulfed her as she shared that little piece of information..... "Of course, don't worry, I will call him right now.... We will be home within home 10 mins.... Do you need anything else?" Anila comforted her daughter and received a brief silence....

"Mama ...woh" she paused to look at the figure peacefully sleeping on her bed.... He was looking inevitably innocent and handsome in the black kurta pajamas her parents had gifted him a few days back when they came here to visit them .... "Meerab", the concerned voice of her mother brought her back to reality when she hesitated and tried to form the words in an appropriate sentence.... "Kuch aur chahiye?" Anila asked again in a soothing tone, sensing the hesitation in her daughter's tone.... "Mama actually....he fell asleep, so if you could ask the man to do it quietly....he was really tired" the words sounded unexpectedly odd to her own ears as soon as her mouth released them, whereas, her mom's heart went out for the young couple and she smiled to herself....

"Chaar raat se bechara apni biwi ki chauki daari kar raha tha, so obviously he would be tired" Anila could not help but tease her daughter.... "Mammaaa" she quietly whined when she felt her cheeks heating up a bit.... "What mama? .... You could pretend to be blind but we could not..." she revealed with a chuckle.... "chaalo, let him sleep now, I will call the guy" the mother decided to spare any further embarrassment to her daughter and soon hung up....

As promised the Locksmith did his job as instructed by the wife of the most prestigious lawyer of the city.... Once the guy left, Meerab walked down to the kitchen with her mother, who decided to ignore the question about the glow on her daughter's face but prayed in silence for the millionth time to the one above for blessing her child with the happiness she deserved....

On the other hand, the daughter decided to let her tired husband sleep in peace as suddenly she started to doubt her own patience level when she found it hard to stop herself multiple times from kissing and making love to her husband in his sleep....the last thing she wanted was to get caught off guard and die in shame.... He was looking absolutely irresistible even in his sleep....

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Murtasim took the mug of coffee from her with a soft smile as Meerab sat on the chair by the desk and lifted both crossed legs to rest them on the edge of the bed, her back facing the desk.... Murtasim leaned against the headboard of the bed as he was texting someone for work, his left foot resting on the ground while the right one was on the bed slightly bent.... She took a sip from her mug while taking a peek at him from the corner of her eyes while pretending to watch the screen of the wall mounted TV across from the bed....

"You don't have to steal glances, you know" keeping his gaze on his phone Murtasim smirked before taking a glance at his wife.... "Shohar hoon tumhara, haq se dekh sakti ho" he teased, keeping the smirk intact on his lips.... "Maine kahan dekha?" Meerab kept her eyes glued to the TV screen and attempted to nonchalantly shrug off the allegation while her cheeks simply chose to betray her....

He finally clicked the send button on the screen and tossed the phone to his right before turning his full attention to his wife, who refused to avert her gaze from the TV screen....Murtasim took a sip from his coffee while keeping his gaze on his wife....she looked absolutely stunning in the plain beige salwar suit as if the color had blended with her creamy skin, radiating with extra glow....

"You look more beautiful when you lie" his husky sensual voice sent a cool shiver down her spine as she shifted a bit on her chair, in order to pull a rein over her fluttered heart, she dropped her feet to the ground, turned her head from the screen, threw a glare at him and got off the chair to leave when he beat her speed and snaked his left arm around her waist....before she could dodge his trap, he quickly pulled her onto his lap and tightened his grip around her abdomen....her legs are now dangling over the edge of the bed....

"Murtasimmmm" she struggled to release herself with one hand since the other one was holding the coffee mug when her eyes fell on the unfamiliar envelope on the desk.... "What's that?" Meerab paused, all of a sudden mind shifted to curiosity rather than struggle when she placed the mug on the desk and picked up the envelope to open it....

Her eyes widened in shock as she read the acceptance letter from one of the prestigious law universities in Hyderabad.... His arm was still resting around her abdomen while he gently caressed her flesh over the soft fabric....his eyes took note of her each reaction and his heart was melting for the woman sitting on his lap....Meerab finally looked at him with soft eyes as unshed tears glistered behind them when she read the submission date of application on the top.... It was about three weeks before ....

Murtasim switched the coffee mug from his right hand to the left hand and placed it on the desk before grabbing her waist by both hands to settle her comfortably on his lap....then keeping his right hand around her waist, he carefully removed the lone tear from her cheek that managed to escape her pretty eyes.... "It's not compensation for anything or anyone who did wrong to you....It's because you deserve this opportunity which all of us refused to acknowledge" he clarified with a smile.....

In return, Meerab just wrapped her arms around his neck, silently crying while his arms held her close, soothing her back and head.... "Thank you" she murmured against his neck as he was feeling the moisture from her tears on his shoulder but he held her close and kept on placing soft pecks along her shoulder that worked as solace to her heart and mind....

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It's been two days since Khan and his Khaani were back in Hyderabad.... The house suddenly started to feel like home..... Maybe her home was never something but someone.... Her head was resting against the headboard of the bed in her sister-in-law's bedroom and flipped through the magazine in her hand, "Are you mad at me?" Meerab asked Maryam who was reading her textbook, preparing for her exam scheduled for the following week....the girl raised her gaze from the book to look at her sister-in-law with confusion.... "Why would you say that?" Maryam asked, genuinely curious.....

"You literally grew up with her... there must be a strong bond between you two ...that..." she paused for a moment and looked down, trying to think of a way to phrase her point... "that I feel, had been cracked because of me" Meerab concluded.... Maryam already shifted her full attention to the woman on her bed, "and how do you believe that it was because of 'you' that our bond is cracked?" she asked, sounding skeptical.... "I grew up watching you two always glued together.... Then this marriage took place and Haya totally lost it...after that, the whole pregnancy misunderstanding ... .and now you two have drifted apart ...." Meerab explained when Maryam dropped her gaze to the textbook, as if to avoid eye contact... was it out of sadness or regret?... why would she regret?...what was on her plate to regret for?

"Don't you miss her?.... Why don't you ask Maa Begam to bring her back?" Meerab asked regretfully.... She thought no matter what she could not erase the fact that Haya had always been a part of this house since a long time and she did not want her to feel homeless, especially when she herself knew the horrible feeling of that... Maryam took a deep breath and lifted her gaze to meet her sister-in-law's..."No, I don't ... and I won't ..." she said confidently before her eyes softened.... "why?" Meerab asked with concern.... "Because I know the things she said about an unborn child.... It was cruel... totally unacceptable..." Maryam was now lost in her thoughts....

"What did she say?" Meerab became cautious and the next moment she regretted asking her the question as she realized she did not want to know about it... "You don't have to know....let it be buried..." Maryam took a deep breath before continuing, "Meerab, it does not matter if you were pregnant or not at that time, or you were Bhai's wife or not, anyone else giving birth to his child would have been her target, including the child... I am just hurt and shocked that how could she have the audacity to scheme against an heir of this dynasty while living under the same roof?...and I feel I am somewhat responsible for it" Maryam looked regretful....

Meerab instantly extended her hand to hold hers, "Hey, don't blame yourself...you are not ev–" she tried to pacify the poor girl when Maryam shook her head in denial and cut off, "No, I should not have covered up for her insanity... I should have been more alert and let maa begam know about her obsession so that she could do something about her before things got out of hand... and it almost did..." she stated...

"You know what, I now realize that Haya had always been very selfish....she never cared about anyone but herself.....if she had become the Khaani, she would have destroyed our legacy within a second....isiliye kehte hain, jo hota hain achche ke liye hota hain...." Maryam finally had a smile on her face..... "We actually got lucky to have you" she looked genuinely pleased, which brought a smile on her sister-in-law's face as well....

"And now that she is getting married, I am atleast happy at the fact that I don't have to see her face ever again....unless or until she realizes her mistakes and moves on in life with a clear mind and heart" Maryam stated with a smile.... "Ameen" Meerab agreed, sharing a smile...

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The full moon looked exclusively gorgeous from the terrace.... The same terrace that was supposed to be marked as the cursed place of her life, where she experienced the worst heartbreak she could have ever imagined.... the place, where she once decided to end her life, now seemed so peaceful and welcoming .... Meerab turned to her right with a smile as she accepted the cup of coffee her husband had made for her....

Murtasim leaned against the parapet pillar, his back facing the moon... She moved her face back to the sky with a soft smile and was staring at the moon like she was completely baffled by its beauty.... "The moon is indeed beautiful" she exclaimed, keeping her eyes intact on the gray circle.....the gleams of the moonlight directly lay its blessing on her face, as her shimmering eyes reflecting the glow of its rays.... And the slight smile on her face was the cherry on the top...."It is" holding his coffee mug in his left hand, he gently removed the hair from her cheek to behind her right ear using his spare hand while keeping his eyes fixated on the real beauty....

Her heart skipped a beat but she pretended to be ignorant and gave him a look as if she was not impressed by his flirt.... "You did not even look at it" she rolled her eyes while taking a sip from the hot beverage.... "I AM looking at her" he emphasized.... "I am talking about the moon in the sky" she let out a chuckle, trying to hide the blush that threatened to cover her cheeks.... "Why would I care about that when I have my own personalized one?" Murtasim raised his right arm in the air to point at the moon before wrapping the same around her waist from her front and pulled her to his right side....

"Murtasimmm!" Meerab giggled as she balanced herself from the stumble on time by clutching onto his shoulder using her right arm..... "Hmmm?" he responded to her call against the crook of her neck.... she smelt heavenly....Murtasim slid his right thigh in between hers in a way that made her figure lean against his front as he tightened his grip around her hip.... He placed the mug to his left side on the pillar cap and moved his left hand up to tilt her head a bit to have a better access to her soft flesh....

Her soft skin against his lips and fingers was stirring a havoc inside him as he planted urgent kisses across her neck and shoulder.... She shivered under his touch.... keeping the mug to her left side on the pillar cap, Meerab tried to bring him to his senses as her mind was knocking her of the inappropriate location to display their need of passion....

With a hazy conscious mind she managed to move her hands up to his shoulders and unwillingly attempted to stop him, "Murtasim plea–" before she could finish, her whispered plea was sucked out from her mouth as he crashed his lips on hers with a groan.... His left hand snaked around the nape of her neck to hold her head steady as he mercilessly suckled on her lips while right hand left her hip to move up between them and started to mound one of the intimiate muscles of her chest...

The immediate reaction from Meerab came as a grind of her hip against her husband's with a moan, applying a mindblowing pleasant friction that caused all his blood to rush south....in the next couple of seconds she felt was her feet off the ground, couple of stumbles and her back hitting on a flat surface, most probably a wall in the dark side of the terrace as her eyes went all black when she tried to open them while her mouth was being worshipped by her man.....

Her hands now hovering over his shoulder, gripping him, clutching onto him, pulling him closer if it was even possible.... His lips finally released her lips and pressed against her jawline, trailing down the path of her neck to the soft, tasteworthy collarbone.... Meerab let out a delicious moan as his name escaped her mouth..... in the next instant, a couple of shuffles took place and he buried himself inside of her while his face was back in the crook of her neck....

The sensation of the intense thrusts were driving them both insane and out of their breaths as they fought for the release.... And the release they did was one heck of an exclusive one they felt ever since they started their intimate relationship....they did not bother to move atleast for a couple of minutes and clutched onto each other after adjusting their clothes, Meerab's head rested against the wall, staring at the moon, one arm wrapped around his shoulder, the other one caressed the nape of his neck as his lips worshipped her neck and shoulder with tender wet kisses when she felt a sudden blush on her cheeks as if she was caught off guard.... And she hid her face in his shoulder with a shy smile....

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15 months later

It was a busy day with a pile of legal documents scattered all over the table..... He was supposed to be working in his office but also chose to be in charge of babysitting his 6 months old little daughter who was also busy chewing the duck on the play mat while the mother was in the shower....if a mother can be multitasker, so could be the father, especially when he was placed in a higher authority!.... He felt a gentle tug on his left leg when he looked down to find the two tiny grips on his trouser....

Placing his left elbow on his thigh, Murtasim rested his chin on the bent knuckles as he watched his little daughter's attempt with amusement.... Tightening her grip on the soft fabrics, she climbed up the trouser and stood beside her favorite man .... she proudly flashed her tiny two toothy grin at her baba as she finally found herself reaching the height where her shoulder could meet his bent knee.....

Murtasim moved his left hand behind her and carefully wrapped it around her bottom, holding her steady as she was continuously wriggling to balance herself on her soft elegant feet...Little Meesam now clutched onto the sleeve of his gray sweatshirt before dropping her chubby left cheek on his thigh while staring at her big man with her wide amused honey brown pretty eyes.....

"Hi Sweetheart" he tilted his head a little to match her head position and softly greeted the girl who had captured a special place in his heart the moment she made her grand appearance on the planet.... Her reaction was a giggle and a quick wiggle of her bottom "Baa-aam...Baa-aam" he could not help leaning down to leave a soft peck on her dribble filled lips that were pressed together after the last half of the syllable of his name....she looked extra cute in her knee-length spaghetti strap white frock.... "Yes my love....what can I do for you?" He softly asked....eyes filled with only love, affection and pride for the little creature he made with his wife....

Little Meesam giggled again....she loved his voice....although she did not understand any head or tail of his words but whenever he spoke to her with that soft, gentle and soothing voice, her heart would jump with excitement and she would feel on top of the world..... with the same excitement, she grabbed a piece of paper from the table when his eyes narrowed "Uh oh....naa meri jaan..."....and quickly but gently released it out of her grip....

"aap yahan aayien", Murtasim carefully picked her up and settled her small form on his lap....her bottom placed on his left thigh and two tiny legs dangling between his thighs, left arm wrapped around from behind to rest on her chubby tummy while her right side of the body was leaned against his left torso....

Noticing the crease on her forehead, he offered the bottle of milk from the table with his right hand..... she instantly grabbed the bottle with both hands and started sucking on the nipple..... Murtasim slightly adjusted his left arm to allow her a lying position so that she did not end up sucking air through the nipple.... After making sure his daughter was feeding herself correctly, he grabbed the last piece of biscuit from the saucer and took a small bite from it while taking a peek at the papers on the table....

That's when the girl took an interest in the object in his hand.... She made a slight kick on his right thigh and grabbed his attention.... Murtasim looked at her with confusion and she narrowed her eyes at the biscuit.... He noticed her gaze and moved the piece in his hand to different directions and let out a soft chuckle as he observed how her beautiful eyes followed the object in his hand.... So Murtasim extended his hand and offered the biscuit to his baby....

His first prediction was that Meesam would throw away the bottle in her hand to the air, which she always did after she was satisfied with the feed, and grab the biscuit....but to his utter surprise, Meesam held the bottle to her chest with left hand and grabbed the biscuit with the right one....he watched in awe as her tiny teeth bit the piece of cookie while filling it with her dribbles...her chubby cheeks trying to munch on the softness of the texture....

"You know, sharing is caring" his soothing voice rang in her ears again as she noticed his extended hand before her as she realized he was asking her to return the tasty chewable object back to him.... But she was Baam Baam's smart girl, so instead of the cookie, she carefully placed her milk bottle back on his extended open palm.... Negotiating a fair trade.... She could chew on his food while he could drink milk from her bottle...

Murtasim was dumbfounded at the action of his daughter as he held onto the bottle on his hand while watching her in shock when little Meesam moved her attention back to the tasty cookie in hand, biting, sucking and chewing on the soft texture...completely ignoring the authority head of a Goddamn city..... "Sharing is indeed caring, Mr. Murtasim Khan.... The Gaddi Janasheen...." Meerab could not help but laugh out loud at the scene while blotting her hair with a towel....

The man simply flushed and her heart did a little jump at his adorableness.... "...aww..." she gracefully walked to the duo and cupped his cheeks in her palms, then holding his face up, she bent down to drop a deep kiss on his lips.... "Stop looking so adorable" she instructed with raised brows before turning her face to the little figure in his arms.... "What did you do meri jaan?" Meerab cooed at Meesam who flashed her cute grin with face, hands and frock full of biscuit crumbs and she started jumping on her Baba's lap in excitement..... The mother walked around the couch and slipped her hands under her tiny arms and picked her up from behind and walked towards the washroom, "I took a shower and you are a mess.... no hugs from momma until you take a shower....".... Little Meesam giggled with both hands crumbled into her mouth and legs were crossed as they dangled in the air....

Murtasim simply watched his wife taking his daughter for the shower.... Each of her movements from walking towards him - to kissing him - to interacting with their daughter - to taking care of her felt like a dream to him.... She was an ethereal Goddess that God had blessed him with..... With each passing day he felt like his love for his wife and now daughter are multiplying by a single digit.... How can someone fall in love with one woman with each passing of a heartbeat?.... It was like a never ending maze where you just get lost in the depth of her love and passion...

There was a time when he thought this marriage was a test that would take his entire life to pass and at the end either he would win or she would lose.... Now he realized that he really did not care about the win or lose.... All he cared about was being left at her mercy, to love her unconditionally was his only mission, and to be loved by her endlessly from dusk till dawn was his only wish.... The woman had spellbound him in a way that blossomed his present and brightened his future....

He quietly watched the love of his life drying the apple of his eyes with a pink towel, Murtasim got off the couch, brushed off the crumbs of his clothes and walked towards the two women of his life and stood beside them, without uttering a word, he picked the little bundle wrapped up in a towel in his left arm and snaked his right arm around his wife's waist to pull her close.... Meerab was taken aback for a moment as she noticed his silence but a peaceful glint was visible on his face as he held the slight smile on his lips..... She raised her eyes with her head moving a bit up, nonverbally inquiring of his sudden demeanor.... He just shook his head and dropped a kiss on her forehead before leaving a peck on the little one's chubby cheek....

This felt like heaven.... True heaven.... Meerab snuggled closer and wrapped her left hand around his waist and right one lightly held Meesam's left wrist which she brought to her lips to drop a kiss... while Meesam's right hand played with the collar of her Baba's sweatshirt, the momma and Baba had their eyes locked with each other, as if making love through them.... "I love you" both synchronized in a whisper and then stamped the declaration of their love with an intense yet tender kiss on their lips....

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A/N: Thank you so much for your patience and love for these two chapter.... would love to read your takes on it :)