He tiredly slumped down on his chair, and opened his tie carelessly before unbuttoning the first two button of white casual button down. It has been months since Arsal was made the new CEO and now even after a month of not getting Assistant, he was tired. He was the one who had to manage his own schedule and had to remind himself about his task, weird CEO's life he was living!!

Today too, he had taken three interviews and last one was left, he was thinking of rejecting the person as soon as they enter! He was determined to show those women's that he was not an easy task, and their act was not at all affecting him, just then the door was slightly opened again.

The girl's figure was first thing he saw and he groaned looking at another girl, he lifted his head to see Abeer standing Infront of him, her smile was big that was dropped after she also who was sitting behind the desk.

Abeer gasped and her irritation from days ago returned tenfold. "Tum?" She pointed her finger at him, he rolled his eyes even though he wasn't expecting her and seeing her, his plan on being straight jerk trembled. He put up fake pissed off face and said in same irritated voice " g. Koi masla apko?" She huffed " Arsalan uncle kahan hai, or tum unki chair par kaise bethe ho?" She asked.

(You!)
(Yes, you have any problem?)
(Where is Arsalan uncle, and why are you sitting on his chair?)

Isn't Arsalan the CEO? Why is he so mannerless? She crossed her arms" Huh.. ane se pehle name plate nhi parha tha.. Arsal shah : The CEO" she had, but she ignored the name, only the CEO part mattered!!

(You didn't read the name plate?)

She gulped and asked "are you the CEO?" She asked in disbelief. Arsal proudly puffed out his chest saying " Yes, alhamdulillah!" She nervously chuckled. Had she knew he was the CEO, she would never have misbehaved with him! Now the chances of job is nearly as zero for her.

Arsal, was amusedly looking at her fidgeting self, he could sense her arguing if she should stay and return back, so he saved the brain by saying " Ms abeer, You CV is right Infront of me! Sit down" she was shocked at the professional tone.

She sat down on one of the chair Infront of him, and still fidget with her finger, away from his eyes but composed herself as much as she can! Never will she give him a chance to see her vulnerable!

She saw his expressions changing time to time and she was scared to be honest, she had bragged about her likeliness Infront of almost everyone!! He hummed and closed the black folder and put it down.

He scrutinized her with his eyes and said suddenly while forwarding his hand infront of her" Congratulations ms abeer, you are selected for the new post as the assistant of boss" she was stunned! Was her Record that good and clean? Nevertheless she innocently with kind of fake smile shaked his hand.

" May I know the reason I got this job?" She politely and professionally asked, Arsal knew she'll ask him this. " Well, by looking at your CV I've seen you are quite different! With your degree in business management and quite a lot of certificates especially in computer had amazed me! You know Microsoft quite well and this can be beneficial and apart from that, you are fluent in speaking English! I don't see any reason for not giving you this job."

The answer satisfied abeer and she for the first time gave him genuine smile, even though she doesn't like that boy one bit, she'll have to compromise! But his next sentence again spiked her irritation "and moreover, tumhe daily itna handsome male, hot and spicy hunk dekhne ko mile ga... You are getting benefit too" in the end he smirked.

(And moreover, you'll get to see this handsome, hot and spicy male daily, you are getting benefit too!)

Abeer chuckled sarcastically " apne mou mia mitthu na bano, itne haseen nhi ho, tumse kai gunah haseen tumhare sab bhai hain!!" His smirk dropped the next second, not liking her liking another male. " Bas bas, tum jal gai meri khoobsorti par" their banter starts from now on.

(Don't blow your own trumpet! You aren't that handsome! Your brothers are far batter then you!)
(Enough enough, you are jealous of my beauty)

Both were infatuated and heated with each other, unaware of their own likeness towards their daily fight. Abeer had lived with shah's for three days and in those three days, they both never left a second to diss each other. Much to everyone excitement and astonishment.

Arsal, who never once associated with strangers fight with abeer like a two years old and Abeer who was lost somewhere had returned! Both were bringing new changes in each other. They both may not like the way the other one was dissing them, but they weren't aware of their own fate and intensity of future!
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Seeing the door of his home, he staggered, he tried to blink his eye's to see clearly. He hadn't drink much, just some glass but those glasses of Rum that he had consumed, contained Sixty percent alcohol and him even after being high tolerance towards alcohol, was in the sky by now!

He groaned and entered the house, It was raining outside and he was slightly socked. He entered the room then to washroom, not wanting mahal to see him in this state, even though the girl was aware of his every doings.

He washed himself up, cleanse the smell of alcohol with her Rose and lavender body wash and had brush before mouth Washing. By the time he was outside, no one was still in the room. He confusedly called out to mahal.

He wasn't that intoxicated but it still was head spinning when he moved fast. He looked for mahal everywhere. Not finding her he again went to his room, he saw slight movement from the balcony, the view Infront of him was mesmerizing.

There spinned his wife, under the rain. Arms spread and her dupatta laying carelessly on the grass. He gulped looking at her red kameez sticking to her wet body like a second skin, she was smiling, calmly while the small drops of water sat themselves on her face, that was glowing more and more!

She was enjoying herself, unaware of his eyes raking on her figure, taking everything in his eye's to never let the memory go. He lighten up the cigarette that came into his hand from his pocket. He exhaled the smoke, his eyes never leaving the figure lost in her own world, the rain was slow and steady yet she was giggling to herself.

Shehryar eye's moved from her face to her neck, where the droplets of water casade down till it disappeared under her kameez. He gulped yet admired her, he unknowingly had stopped smoking and was snapped back when he felt stinging pain in his fingers. That's when he realized, he had burned his fingers while being lost in her.

He threw the stick away and stomp on it before returning inside, he calmed his breath that was uneven but it seems to be impossible when he couldn't. He looked back at the balcony and went outside.

Mahal had just came out after showering, getting ready for her husband when she heard the pitter patter of soft rain, she immediately went towards their open garden, even though the walls were high, she was happy having to admire the nature!

She was lost, spinning steadily with her eye's closed, she bumped into something, or someone. She immediately opened her eyes to be met with red eyed shehryar. She smiled excitedly and held his hand, unaware of his self control running thin. She was unaware of her appearance.

"Shehryar... baarish horahi hai" her excitement was short when she was pulled into his strong arm. Her front flashed with his, she too flushed and look up at his silent figure, and smiled innocently. And that all was took for him to snap.

(Shehryar, its raining!!)

He harshly pushed his lips against her, pulling her closer in the process. She was unable to take the intensity and had tried to step back only for him to bite her lips and pick her up. She was confused with the harshness.

She was thrown on the bed, she tried sitting up only to be pushed back down with his lips on her's again, and his hands roaming all over her body, that disappeared inside her kameez.

She was stunned and had stopped resisting, he had never once touched her naked body, she was nervous. Shehryar pulled back, and plastered his lips on her neck, he gave her open mouthed kisses, she gasped and put her hands around his shoulder,He nibbled on her neck, making the marks appear faster, that sent tingle down mahal! her pushing was unknowingly to her continued that made him mad.

He sat up on his knees" Mahal!!" Just her name, in the tone that screamed warning. He pulled her kameez from her stomach, and palmed her belly, even little thing about her made him aroused, he pushed her kameez from her chest, and bit the clothed chest of hers, a shaky breath was all that left her, before he threw away her dress. She was left in her inner garments. She gulped and tried to form words, but he again shut her up. She sighed when he continued assault her neck, her back arched and she moaned his name.

She felt him stiffing before snapping the piece of garment open, left her with nothing on her upper body, he groaned looking at the body that sent wave of shocks down him. "Khudaya mahal, mujh se or bardasht nhi hota..teen minute deta hun bhag jao...agar pakar mai agai to poori raat Tum. Meri!" She was scared but more aroused, she had immediately and innocently shooked her head. Making him look at her in warning again.

(Goodness mahal, I can't control anymore! Im giving you three minutes, Run! If I caught you, YOU, MINE!)

Only to her to meek out the words "a-ap-apke..ka..kapre" he unhooked the buttons and threw away him kameez. Hovering over her, he tucked away her wet hairs from her face asking one last time "badme mat kehna maine warn nhi kia".

(Your clothes!)
(Don't say I didn't warn you!)

He again kissed her, with more intensity, that had her gasping for breath, The girl was never used to his this intensive vehemence.

In no time, mahal had become trembling mess under the passionate affection of shehryar that he had saved just for this night or more specifically for his wife! She had to push him back from time to time to regain her breathing and for the sanity of her mind too.

His hands worked faster into stripping himself and her in no time. He was impatient, her figure, her almost no knowledge had influenced him more, the way she would be confused yet excited for him to touch her more was thrilling.

He placed his whole weight on her "a-ap..bhari hain!" She whined immediately, He stopped and pulled back, she looked at him. He bite his lips to control his laugh. The man wrap his one big hand around her two little wrist and held it atop of her head, Stopping her from coming in between him and her!
(Y-you are heavy!)

The man concluded to be over the foreplay he had done to her and exerted painful force upward, making it impossible for her to stop her airy scream, the nerve shattering feeling that had no control over her mind.

Her face was pushed into the junction of his neck and shoulder, a passage for her to bite down, during the painful point in time!

The tempo of their intensity overpowered the once unbearable pleasure, the screams died down to airy moans and breath, however her tear's that fall on his shoulder soothed the feeling of sickness that he felt when he thought, he had let his dark side overpower himself only to taint the purity. However, for the girl, his deep, profound groans were heaven for her ears. she felt content. Even after having inner Battle, shehryar was insatiated by the time his wife passed out! She was his everything and his already now!

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Hi...
Welp? Shehryar?

And Arsal? What's with him? Idk.

But shehryar and mahal 💀 I was cringing writing this, but I was exciting for them the most!!!

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