Just close your eyes, the sun is going down
You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now
Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound

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<<raqeeba's p.o.v>>

I released a sigh as we finally entered his bedroom. It's been a long day I swear and now it has, at last, come to an end.

My eyes wandered the overly huge room in awe. It was a combination of light cream and black. The entire floor was carpeted in the lightest shade of cream while the curtains had black in them. At the very center of the room was a huge ass two-stepped circular bed with black floored steps and a white bedsheet. Just to the opposite of the bed was a balcony almost as huge as a room. My eyes met the two doors that stood at the left end of the room and it didn't take long to figure that, that probably is the washroom and the other would be the walk-in I guess.

Impressive

All in all the entire decore of the room was perfectly fit with the overall theme of this entire house. I'm sure Mr. and Mrs. Khan dreamed of being some kind of a Nobility. No doubt they made their little castle kingdom here.

I felt a presence behind me that actually bought me back out of my so-called trance. It was our first night. Not that I'm not aware of the fact that nothing is gonna happen but just that... It is.

"Are you going to walk or not?"

"Huh?" I looked behind my back only to find him looking back at me with pure irritation. I frowned and looked around. Yep. I'm not wrong it's a pretty humungous room we have here. I looked back at him with disbelief and scoffed.

No one speaks to Raqeeba that way.

"Are you actually going to put your eyes on work or not?" His brows shot up at my remark. He dumped his hands on his pocket and narrowed his eyes on me leaning a bit back as if taking in my full face in clear view.

"Pardon?" I glared back at him and rolled my eyes turning my head back ahead without looking at him as I said. "As far as I can see, the room's pretty big, Masha Allah. You can always take the left or the right for where so ever you want to go." I felt him stiffen behind me but my breath got stuck on my throat when I felt his breath on my ear as he leaned forward.

"What can I say, Wife. Your Jumbo little body didn't let me in irrespective of the fact that you're standing right in front of the door." I ignored the latter and gasped at the first as my head snapped at him.

He didn't just call me that!

I clenched my jaws at him. "You're body shaming me!?" He raised his hands up in surrender. "Just stating the fact."

"Oh well in that case I'd like to point out that you!---" I pointed my finger at him.
"---Mr. Khan, have got your facts utterly mistaken and abso-freakin-lutely wrong."

I could see the corner of his mouth twitch a bit as if he was trying to control his laughter, while I glared at him with all my might. I was standing right in front of him, face to face now. My eyes locked on his.

"Dumbass" the word left my mouth before I could stop it. Not that I was going to anyway.

What?

I'm not gonna let any man call me anything just like that. I folded my hands in front of my chest as I lifted my chin up high. First, because I wanted to make it very clear that I'm not someone he can, or anyone can at all speak any shit to, and second....well second because...umm... Well, he's pretty taller than necessary.

He didn't say anything. Instead, he just took a step closer to me while I stepped back. His steps kept coming forward while I kept stepping back when this time his hand sneaked around my waist pulling me closer and not allowing me to leave. I gasped as I felt him lean forward until I could feel his breath on my ear, making me gulp.

"You don't get to talk to me like that." He whispered, pulling back just a little so he could see my face.

"So don't you," I said, trying my best to be unbothered by this alien closeness. He arched a brow at me

"I didn't know you had a smart mouth there." This time I let the corner of my mouth twitch.

"You know nothing about me." He pressed his lips together as if trying not to smile.

What's so funny!?

"Not that I want to." He said.

"Not that I'll let you." I bit back. He didn't say anything. Instead just kept staring at me with that intense gaze.

he muttered something under his breath and with that the hold he had on my waist loosened.

"Whatever" was all he said before he turned on his heels.

"Jerk" I bit under my breath.

"I heard that" he shouted from the walk-in closet he just entered. I rolled my eyes as he got in the washroom.

"You were meant to," I said in a louder than necessary voice. He stopped and threw me one last look before shutting the door hard.

I couldn't help but chuckle and roll my eyes. I looked around the room as my eyes searched for my luggage but to my dismay, I couldn't find it.

Where the fuck are my glasses!

Okay no, I'm not blind. But where is my luggage! I can't wait to get out of this damn dress. I sighed as I plopped down on the bed and did the only thing I could.

Wait.

I sighed as I took off the over cloak-like cape I had worn around my neck, choking me to death. Finally taking a semi-relaxed breath and leaving me in my tube wedding dress only. I tugged on the upper part of my dress trying to pull it away but no. It is so freaking tight.

I sat there for what looked like hours when the washroom door clicked making my head snap in its direction. My eyes widened and my mouth a bit agape as I took in his appearance, dressed in simple black trousers and just a towel around his neck, making his sculptured torso in proper display. Water ran down from his lightly damped hair trickling its way through his neck, all the way to his abs and disappearing below his belt line. I quickly shut my mouth and gulped turning in the other direction. Ugh!

He didn't say anything as he disappeared into the walk-in closet and within a few minutes was back putting on a simple black vest along with the trousers. Well, he did manage to look good in it too. It didn't take him long to not waste a single time and sit on the couch with his laptop on his lap.

Workaholic? Great.

"Umm, do you know where my luggage is?"

I asked as I looked at him. He didn't say anything for a long time testing my patience. I tapped my foot on the floor as I repeated again. But well no answer. I clenched my jaw and this time and glared at him.

"Mr. Khan do you know where my god-damned luggage is!?"

He looked up from his laptop in an ever so slow manner and his eyes finally met mine.

"Yeah." I sighed as I looked at him with so much irritation.

"Where then?" I asked slightly irritated

"At my place." He said simply shrugging this off making me frown

"Your plac--" My eyes widened as realization hit me, his place. Oh, Sweet Moses! Could this day get any worse?

"What do I wear now?" I questioned slightly agitated.

"Idk." He replied as he then got back to typing like a maniac again like he didn't give a flying fuck about which he actually didn't but it's okayyy.

You've got to be shitting me!

"You're not getting my point now, are you?" I said as I kept my eyes on him but my hand kept fidgeting with the tight tube dress which wrapped itself like a snake around me.

"Mr. Khan?"

I waited patiently for his reply which never came and I sighed in frustration. I walked my way all through the unnecessary huge room and stood right in front of him casting him my the-laser-glare.

I cleared my throat and again waited for him to acknowledge my presence which he again didn't so I rolled my eyes and started tapping my foot on the beautifully tiled floor and crossed my arms in front of my chest.

There were two things about me one should know I can be very patient and persistent all at the same time.

And that with all honesty was a deadly duo.

He sighed and finally lifted his laptop from his lap and kept it on the center table. And just like that without sparing me a glance he walked to the walk-in closet and came out with a clean pair of track pants along with a neatly folded white tee.

"Here." He said in his stern and bored voice as he passed them to me with his tall figure almost intimidating me and at the same time daring me to speak again. I'm sure I irritated the shit outta him.

And I was so not planning to continue it. So instead of saying something else I just looked up at him through my lashes and passed him my Cheshire cat smile which my friends found really creepy. I mumbled a soft thank you as I quickly left for the washroom.

....

"Fuck you too bitch" I said as I stumble for the hundredth time in these huge ass trousers. I was already done with my bath and dressing up but, didn't get out of the walk-in closet because well I've been stumbling in this little room ever since. I kept folding the end of the trousers again and again but it failed to even reach my ankle and to add fuel to my fire the tee shirt was probably triple XL to the power infinity as it reached below my knee.

After debating in my mind for like hours I finally decided to get out of the trousers which made it almost impossible for me to walk and folded them back neatly and kept them aside. I slowly opened the walk-in door quietly and peeked my head out only to find my husband still sitting there with his head rested on the head of the sofa and his eyes closed. I frowned. Why is he sleeping there?

But the thought immediately left my mind when I found my own eyelids getting heavy. That was when I quietly opened the door entirely and tiptoed my way to the bed in full speed slomo almost making me feel like some thief.

I sighed with relief the moment my butt landed on the soft mattress and I could feel heaven. I quickly pulled the duvet and lay down as my head relaxed to the softness of the pillow and it didn't take long before my eyelids to get heavy and sleep enveloped me.

I hope tomorrow is better.

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