Kano State, Nigeria.
2018.

Shaddad got ready and started to pick the pending files from his study. He needs to go back to work as soon as possible but seeing Falak soundly sleeping on the bed, he felt like he should go back and join her to sleep the day all. He suddenly felt tired and not willing to go to work but he suppressed and continue piling the work. If he goes back to that bed, he won't be able to leave the house again and he is sure about it. He never even felt the need not to go to work, it's like he lives to save lives and mingle with people's hearts not let his wife roll and tumble around on his.

When he was done and ready to leave the room, Falak woke up and greeted him good morning which he answered a little bit dazed. She scrunched her face and yawned then say the supplication for waking up loudly that he heard her. Even with some of her hair flying out of the ponytail she did the night before, her eyes are fluttery while her mouth is chapped but still pink, she looks beautiful and he doesn't know how she does that. She is beautiful but mixed with lots of flaws, refreshing.

She gave him a look from head to toe taking in his jet black waistcoat and matching slacks with bone white dress shirt then got down from the bed and stop him when he was about to step out of the room. She wanted to go to work also since it is already a week after their wedding but her mother stopped her from going and ask her to take few more days. She would've gone with him, she is already bored about the whole staying at home thing.

"You can't leave the house without having your breakfast." She kvetches, making her way to the bathroom to take a bath and get dressed all the while she wants him to wait for her and he has no other choice.

It's like she has him in a tight leash when in reality she hasn't done anything. It is only the guilt of making her go through heartbreaks because of him that makes him submit to all her wishes. He doesn't want to be more into her bad books than he already is. That laxative is enough to exhibit to him that Falak can do a lot of things for revenge and that is her being lenient.

She came out of the room already dressed while he is perched on one of the two chairs around the coffee table by the far end of the living room waiting for her whilst checking his emails. There are not much emails there because he likes using his business email account and that is in his laptop which he can't take out or she'd have his head early in the morning. If she knew he is even checking his emails, or any work related thing, she will kvetch again and that will go on till he leaves the house.

He stopped everything and turn around after smelling the perfume she sprayed, his favorite perfumes. She stopped using her own set and started using his Versace and Jaguar just to anger him but he likes it, it smells like home and also his wife. He won't ever change that perfume now, ever, not that he has any plan on doing that. He has being using those two since he can't remember and sometimes wear black oud and that is it.

She is wearing a brick cowl neck sweater and sangria box pleated skirt that reached her calf. He eyed the skin above her toes seeing how milky the skin is and how soft it looks. And her feet, he never noticed how long and lean her toes are and the red henna covering the nails there. The trace of her wedding henna is still there and he has never seen anything more beautiful. He didn't know why his eyes went there but just seeing the fair skin down there, he just felt something stirred in him and he quickly move his eyes to her swaying hips up to her wet hair that kept dripping drops of water on the stainless onyx tiles and some at the back of her shirt.

"I'll just whip something quick for you and you know what, you should come back home early. You better should come back before dinner, I don't want people thinking that I don't take good care of you when I do." She batted her lashes and release that creepy smile that he is used to now.

"Okay." He held back an amused chuckle and continue browsing through his phone, anything to take his eyes off his tempting, appealing, enticing wife.

After serving him the chips and scrambled eggs, she squeezed a little ketchup by the side and sat opposite him on the coffee table. She finished and cleared the table after asking him to wait for her in the living room that she will accompany him to the door just like those perfect couple out there. Shaddad can't wrap his head around Falak, she is unpredictable and he should start expecting the unexpected. Whenever he thought she has changed, she will go through another loophole to bring him to his place.

"Be back early." She kissed his cheek and hand his files to him like those dutiful wives but Shaddad was taken aback by that kiss.

Feeling her soft, saturated lips across his rough cheek that is filled with beard, he almost wished that he had shaved the hair so he could feel her lips directly on his skin but even that one will suffice. He didn't think she would do that because after all, they didn't talk about the kiss they shared on their wedding day and he badly wants to hear what she think about that long beautiful kiss. He could feel the glow in his heart just by thinking about the toe curling kiss. He brushed that with a tiny smile and gave a nod before leaving.

Shaddad finished his work earlier than usual and immediately left the hospital to go back to his wife. He didn't know how fast he was working until after seeing that he's finished everything before asr. He prayed and stayed back till five so she won't think he is desperate, before signing out and making his way out to his car.

He saw the guards also taking their cars and getting in, he's stopped talking about them and just act like they are not behind him which is easier said than done. They always get the attention that the Crowned Prince is passing by and even people from many miles away will hear the sirens which Shaddad despised but learn to shrug it off.

Falak smiled wickedly after looking at everything around the Chamber and how she changed every little thing.

She made spicy buffalo wings with steaks by the side. A small date she made in their Chamber. Scented candles were roaming around the whole Chamber, each crevice has it's own. The main place is the dining room where she dimmed the lights while the rest of the Chamber is only getting the lights from the candles. And above it all, she has the whole Chamber smelling with the incest burner she was gifted at her wedding. She has a lot of them so she only used the three beautiful ones, Maamul Khanjar, Al Shamoukh, Urooq Al Oud and Ya Roohi. She knew how it will lure him without trying.

She is not doing this to make him love her or anything. She only wants to tease him, show him how to make a marriage work and not just live together under the same roof like housemates. Her being mad at him is already wearing off, he is her husband and what she is understanding about him is, he is just naïve about everything around him. He has never being with a woman or even interact much with them so everything is changing and be is slowly accepting it from his perspective.

Her clothing is what will get his attention more. She is wearing a floor length golden fitted gown that has a slit from her thigh knee down to the floor. It only has one shoulder while the other is bare, leaving her soft cream skin on display. At first, she didn't like her skin out like that but then later on settle that he is her husband and there is no need of hiding anything besides, she wants to tease him. Oh, she has a lot in mind for this night.

Her seamstresses demanded that she do that, around the wedding, they became friends and so she advised. Falak never she would be shy till then because of how the woman is talking and she even help her sneak it by giving Jaiyana to hide it in her Chamber till she gets married.

"You are going to be married and not going to charity balls. Don't go killing yourself with those huge laces just because they are expensive. My cousin asked me to stitch a lot of silky yards for her in these little shorts things and she lives in United Kingdom. She said wearing maxi dresses is tiring and doesn't even tempt her husband so she stopped and is now wearing shorts. Don't stay behind o, I can bring it for you and your mother doesn't need to know about it. Girls nowadays don't know how to take care of their husbands and when he marries another one who can do those things, they think she charmed or bewitched him when in reality she just know how to keep her husband on a tight leash. There are a lot of broken marriages especially here in North, women don't know anything. How can you start wrapping a wrapper across your chest after you get married? And before you know it she already has four children in three years. I don't know what is wrong with our women o. I know you won't do that, but don't also keep wearing ankara and lace everywhere. I have some short dresses I want to stitch, you will be the first one to get it. Expensive laces and exclusive supers are for charity balls and weddings not for your husband at home. Always be ready at the door with revealing clothes and see how everything will turn great. I'm not saying relationships are based on physical activities but men will forever be men since that is how Allah has created them, they won't ever turn you down. Trust me, I know." The thirty five year old seamstress winked at Falak who was blushing deep red while the girls hooted in the background after her speech.

Hearing the door opening, she moved to the living room and paste a huge smile across her face as waits for him to come in.

"Welcome back, my love." She beamed at him, taking the one file he has in his hand and took the same hand, dragging him into the Chamber which he didn't recognise.

"Thank you." He whispered lowly, his head jumbling up feeling her soft hand holding his. Why is she so soft? Well, Falak would've killed to hear him say that since she thought his hand is softer than hers.

Taking him to their room which has full lights on, she asked him to go and freshen up and come out so they could have early dinner. Her heart swirled when he smiled, a genuine ghost smile that she would murder to have him release it again. He looked so cute when he did that, like those little kids. He also looks younger than his exact age because of it, she will make him smile often, he appears more handsomer. Well, it is her duty to make him happy and smile and she won't disappoint.

The King has his full trust in her that she will bring Shaddad out of his shell. But the thing is, she won't be able to help him come out of it since he grew up like that and the only thing she can do is make him talk more than he was used to and they are slowly progressing since he just thanked her and smiled, he was trying to hide by going into the bathroom. She grinned to herself before leaving the room for him.

She sat down and waited for him to come out which he did shortly after. He is dressed in black track pants and black full sleeved shirt that clung to his arms and chest. Falak unconsciously licked her parched lips before standing up to serve the food after he sat down in front of her. He didn't notice her outfit till then and he would've bolted out of the room if it wouldn't look so effeminate and cowardly. He couldn't move his eyes from her thighs and legs, is that where his obsession stopped? At her legs?

Falak saw his eyes at her legs and give him a perfect view by moving the slit to the other side, showing her freshly washed, toned and oiled leg. Earlier that day, she saw him looking towards her calf where her skirt stopped and so she will conclude that he likes her legs. She made a silent promise not to let her legs sag till old age caught up with her. She'd do anything to please him and if it means getting on the treadmill every morning, she will do that.

"How is it?" She asked, placing her face between her fisted hands, eyeing him ever since he started eating, she didn't even touch hers, silently waiting for a compliment.

"Amazing." He mumbled out before he could mold over the words. He always chew his words down before bringing them out to earth but this time around, he said his mind without thinking about it.

"If I had a star for how many times you brighten my day, I would be holding a galaxy right now." She laughed at his puzzled face, he didn't get the pick up line and she find that adorable because she has a lot more lines in her head that she will keep saying to him everyday.

After they finished, she forced him to do the dishes with her. She didn't bother touching the dishwasher because she said washing two plates won't hurt. She kept brushing her body to his when she will take the faucet from his side after washing a plate or when she is handing the plate to him which is just messing with Shaddad's sanity but he is not complaining.

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