End of the day, come and take my arms,
There's no place I'd rather be than in your arms.

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Chapter dedicated  to jxzmin2   I abso-freakin-lutely loove your comments! Thank you soo much babee!❤

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

"I love you."

I froze

Wait what?

Wait whaat!?

WAIT WHAAAAT!?

I looked at the man in front of me with horror, pure horror caked up all over my face..

What the fuck did he just say, again?

I could feel my heartbeat loud and wild as I simply waited for him to scream a 'surprise' while I kick him in the shin for being so annoying but to my shock, he didn't, and before I could even utter a word he continued.

"I know you might think I'm just playing around but trust me I'm not, I--" he gulped.

"I fell for you the very day you slapped me right across my face, the day I made you cry but you still stood your ground, and even more, you still stood and stayed by me. I fell for you when even after all my wrongs you still took care of me, held my hand, and helped me come out of my pain and sorrows. I fell for your madness, kindness, carefreeness, and most of it all, the positivity and joy you bring with you. I know I've never said this out loud but from the very first day of our marriage you had been the firefly in my darkness and I never really can thank you enough for it, Raqeeba. Do you remember our first lunch? In Dugg Out, when you made me laugh and dance? At that moment I knew what I had been missing out all my life but I was too damn stubborn to admit it. I was scared, shocked, and in denial. Scared because I have had a heartbreak before and I for real did not wish to have one again. I knew I wouldn't be able to take it. Shocked because I couldn't believe my heart was capable of falling in love yet again and in denial because I tried everything in me to push you away but all I ended up with was craving you way more than what I intended. I know everything I say right now may feel baseless and empty to you but the truth is, I had been building this up within me, for ages now and I had to let it out. I don't blame you if you don't believe me, however, I just want to say, that. If I can't tell you now how I feel? I will spend the rest of my life showing you how much I love you."

My heart dropped at his words and I could feel myself getting a little teary but I ignored it.

He ended with his head bowed down while I?

I blinked. Once, twice, thrice, and multiple times until it finally drowned on me. His words. And our position.

Before I know what was happening I grabbed every pillow my hands could reach before simply throwing them right on his pretty face as I screamed like a barbaric caveman.

"Nuraan, you bloody ignoramus dunderhead! Shit face! Jerk cakes! What the fuck do you think you're doing!?" I cursed.

To say he looked taken aback by my words would be an understatement as he tried to shield himself from the rain of pillows on his face. I stopped, glaring at him while he just scratched the back of his neck.

"I-I-I umm just c-confessed?" He stuttered. I glared harder.

"Confessed!? You confessed with me lying naked all sprawled upon the bed like a dying kangaroo while you're just about to fuck me!?" He hissed at my harsh words and looked back at me with a scared expression before letting out a dumb nod.

"You just spoiled it for the both of us y-you Doofus!" I couldn't help but scream it off.

Can you believe it!? Never in my life did I ever imagine this man to confess his love for me and now that he did, he decided to choose a moment like this!

THIS!

He just looked at me with an unreadable expression before his features turned serious.

"D-do you love me?" He questioned making me quickly sit up as I threw my hands up in the air.

"Of course I love you, you obli-fuckin-vious donkey! I've loved you since middle school for calling out loud! Now come here!"

I didn't wait for him to come though. I just wrapped my arms around him, claiming his lips onto mine before falling back on the bed with him on top of me, sucking on to his bottom lips as I couldn't help but giggle at how stiff he was before he quickly pulled back as if finally realizing what all had happened in a matter of seconds.

"You do?" He asked in disbelief making me roll my eyes. I didn't answer and pulled him back, resuming my torture on his soft lips, this time making him smile before he pulled back yet again.

"Really? Middle school?"

Out of all the efforts I made to come up with my confession he just had to focus on that one. The playfulness of his voice coming back. I just rolled my eyes hiding my smile.

"Ya right, whateverrr." I said pressing my lips against his. We kissed and kissed and kissed for what seemed like an eternity before finally pulling away with shallow breaths raising hearts.

"I'm fucking married to a ticking time bomb." He said with a chuckle making me giggle as I pecked his lips.

"Well my my mister, now, I can quite proudly say that you love this time bomb."

He just chuckled at my words before narrowing his eyes like he was in some deep thoughts before he said.

"Umm is it too late to back off?" I gasped at him before hitting him on his chest.

"Dare you! Bitch!" He let out full-blown laughter before again leaning down and this time placing a soft and lazy kiss on my forehead as he looked straight into my eyes.

"I wouldn't even dream of."

I smiled. The ' I COULDN'T BE HAPPIER THAN THIS' smile while he mirrored mine.

We stayed like that not saying a word and just looking into each other with big smiles on our faces until we finally decided to resume what we paused at.

I took a deep breath as his eyes met mine before he asked. "Ready?" I nodded making him hold me close.

"I'll be slow baby, but it could hurt a little. So let me know if it gets too much, okay?" He whispered and I nodded yet again. Melting at how gentle he was being. This time being more than ready, for I was no more unsure of he feels and thinks. We had it stamped on a pink love paper with a red heart. Hehe. His hands rested on either side of me as he bent down resting his forehead on mine and placing a soft kiss on my nose.

"I fuckin love you, Raqeeba."

And just like that, a single stroke, taking me to the edge of ecstasy made my heart flutter and I immediately knew that I had finally managed to find a home for my heart.

For the rest of my life.

"I love you more."

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I wake up with a huge smile stuck up on my face as I arch my back and stretch my hands above my head.

A great night. A great dream and a great day.

Could I be any happier? Hell Nah!

Life finally seemed to be back on track and I loved every freaking bit of it. Touchwood.

My mind traveled back to everything that happened yesterday, the confrontation, his confession, my confession, and our little session. Just the thought of it made my mind go crazy and my tummy dance.

His lips. His touch. His hands. His fuckin torturous tongue. And his... ahm

Everything and anything about him is enough to make my cheeks turn red and my entire body burns with a now somewhat familiar sensation to a point I could already feel myself get worked up down there. Heck.

What the fuck did he do to me?

Squinting, I adjusted my eyes to the light before finally opening them to its original size only to realize how I was alone, already dressed in one of his white shirts and in his bedroom.

He carried me here?

Don't be surprised.
He did do a lot of other things you never imagined he would.

My mind mocked.

I blushed. Not that I'm complaining.

Bitting onto my lip, I rested my palms on the bed before attempting to get up only to have myself hiss which in return made me stupidly blush harder.

Guess that's what it feels like to be sore.

After lazy-ing around on the bed for the next 5 to 10 minutes, I finally decided to get up and do my morning chores. I wouldn't lie. I was tired. Like really tired. I mean come to think of it, we slept after sunrise so...

Bloody rabbits.

Fuck off! Jeez, what's wrong with my brain today?

Let's just say, I was abnormally giddy today as I bounced my way down the stairs looking around for my dear dear husband before finally stopping the moment my eyes landed on his ever so toned and sculptured bareback, as he flexed his arms whisking some batter on the bowl making the muscles on his back stand out. Dressed in his trousers which oh-so-loosely hung around his waist giving a peek of his v-line and an apron, just an apron for his upper half with his back facing me.

Fucking fantasy.

Tiptoeing my way all the way to him, I slowly, traced my hands all the way from the sides of his waist to his perfectly toned abs before completely wrapping arms around his torso from behind, as I yet again stood on the tips of my toes before placing a soft kiss on his shoulder.

"Good morning, husband."

I could feel the way he froze under my touch but that thing hardly lasted for a second and before I know, he moved his right arm backward somehow wrapping it around my waist as he ever so effortlessly lifted me up, bringing me in front of him before placing me on the counter making me gasp.

His lips crashed onto mine in a mere matter of seconds, his hands spreading my knees apart as he stood in between softly stroking his tongue on my bottom lip as he sucked on them while I ran my hand through his hair, clutching on to it as I moaned. Our lips moved in sync with our tongues discovering every corner of our mouths as we danced in our own la la land. A grunt escaped his mouth as I bit onto the bottom of his lip making me smile through the kiss before giving it a last suck as I pecked his and pulled back breathing heavily.

Thank God I brushed.

"Good morning, baby." He said, a boyish wide grin plastered on his lips making me chuckle shaking my head and blush at the same time as I realized how swollen and red his lips had become along with that sexy mess on his hair.

My art.

"So what's cooking?" I asked turning my head to my right to find the weirdest shaped pancake ever anddd it's burnt.

Cute.

I chuckled before looking back at my husband only to find him scratched the back of his neck making me smile as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Aww it's okay..." I said pecking his nose.

"Really?" He asked surprised.

I nodded. He grinned.

"That's so sweet. I mean it's burnt. I almost thought you wouldn't have it." He said, excitement and appreciation lasing through his voice.

"Well. I won't. You will." I said, gently pushing him away and jumping down from the counter. His smile dropped at my words as his lips formed into a thin line making me giggle inwardly.

"Fine..." He replied making me shake my head.

Such a drama queen.

"It's funny how you cook better than me, yet you can't manage to make pancakes." I said as I scooped some batter in the spoon before gently pouring it on the pan.

"It's difficult."

Was all he said as his arms sneaked around my waist and he started placing butterfly kisses all over my neck while I cooked.

"Where's Juliette?" I asked.

"Out."

"Out?"

"Out."

"Why?" I questioned.

He gently sucked on my neck making me stiffle a moan as his hands sneaked inside my shirt, rather his shirt from the bottom as he traced his hands all the way to my navel before pulling me closer making my back press harder against his front.

"I didn't want her home. Plus she kept saying I'll burn the house down so I pushed her out."

This time I gasped hitting his arms and turning around"You what?"

He groaned.

"I was thinking... How about we send Juliette to Mom's?" My eyes bulged out.

"What!? Why?" I cried

"So we can have the house to ourselves always." He said as a matter of fact. Before I could counter him a voice bet me to it.

"I'm not going anywhere for your horny ass."

Juliette's voice boomed on the floor as she entered the kitchen with groceries in her hand and eyes glaring at Nuraan.

"Honey!" I jidded clapping my hands dramatically, jumping in my place before I quickly ran to her kissing her on the cheek and wrapping my arms around her tiny petite figure to which she returned with a kiss on my cheeks singing a 'Im home babyy'.

"Honey? Baby?" Nuraan gaped at us.

"Well, you were gone. Someone had to play the husband." Juliette replied.

Let's just say when Nuraan wasn't there for three months I and Juliette decided to make a pact wherein I'll be the cheesy wife and she the nibba husband.

Obviously Gilbert knew about this and obviously we didn't miss the same disgusted expression Nuraan made on seeing us like Gilbert did when he first saw me kissing his wife.

LOL.

We could hear the front door open and immediately knew how the guys were gonna team upon us the moment Gilbert entered through the kitchen door. However, what we didn't expect was for Nuraan to shriek in his place jumping and clapping his hands as he almost hopped like an injured kangaroo to Gilbert squeaking out aloud.

"Honey!" Before he kissed him on the cheeks making our jaw drop.

To say Gilbert looked as surprised as us would be an understatement but he was quick to catch up as he too let out a girly a very very girly 'BABYYY'

Are you kidding me???!!!

We sound like that????!!!

Hell no!!!

"WE DON'T SOUND LIKE THAT!" Both me Juliette said, clearly annoyed at their overacting at imitating us.

Bitches all.

They just burst out laughing while we playfully glared at them before joining in. They were funnier, to be honest.

Keeping the breakfast on the table we all sat down with everyone bickering and talking about random stuffs. I called Thea and Keya our house helpers too before all six of us sat around. Like a family.

Everything was going fine and happy with the twin sisters telling us about how they had finally managed to get a new house at a decent location and me suggesting how we should celebrate it. Nuraan, Gilbert, and Juliette kept arguing about who was better, Kong or Godzilla.

The men said there was no one better than Kong while Juliette seemed to be quite the Godzilla fan. I on the other hand decided to keep quiet and focus on the pancake my husband made for me. I love Juliette but I'm a die-hard Kong lover.

Halfway through the breakfast, I found myself jumping at the sudden loud bark that filled the hall. Looking up I saw everyone just continuing to eat as I nothing just happened.

"Did you guys hear that?" I asked.

"Nope!" Juliette jutted making me narrow my eyes at her while everyone else all of a sudden just glared at her.

We don't usually hear dog's bark here. So it was pretty sudden. I shrugged continuing to it when I heard it again making me look up again. It sounded insanely close... My eyes scrutinized everyone one by one only to find most of them act indifferent except Juliette and Thea who seemed like they would burst with excitement anytime.

I was about to ask what these guys were hiding from me when I heard the same cute bark again making my eyes widen as I quickly got up from my seat, my feet immediately dragging myself towards our main door, before without even thinking once, I pulled it open and just as I did. I felt my jaw drop.

Cute, big, and beautiful puppy dog eyes stared back at me with a breath-taking glimmer in them making my heart come up to my mouth as I immediately bent down to the baby little retriever, running my hand through its soft golden hair.

"Oh my God! I can't blahdhcsjshhxmxjs!!!"
I almost screamed not even knowing what I was saying anymore as I quickly picked it up in my arms and as if on instinct the little baby stuck its tiny pink tongue out liking me on the cheek.

I think I just died out of the love my heart was bursting at.

I giggled holding it close to my chest as I swiftly turned on my toes only to be met with a loud blast-like thing before those sparkle as things fell right upon me as everyone screamed out aloud.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

This is the best freakin birthday ever!

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<<a-man's p.o.v>>

The corner of my mouth turned into a bitter-sweet smirk as I looked at those once tear-stained eyes, which had now turned into shiny glimmer as her face beamed with happiness.

Happiness.

'Something she would have never known had it not been for me I thought.

I still remember the day my little Ora moved around carrying a tiny Polaroid of me, the one which I had given to her during our days off the friendship, as she asked me if I knew some A-man or not. She didn't know that the girl she was asking from was the same girl she was asking about. How would she? She knew me as A-man, her superhero. Hell, she didn't even know that her A-man was a girl.

"I regret the day I went to that woman for you, Ora," I said, looking at my once upon a time best friend's Instagram, standing in front of the man I love, who had his arms wrapped around her waist while she held a tiny puppy in her hands, all of them looking into the camera, clearly justifying the caption she had.

'Family 💜'

For heaven's sake, she wouldn't have even ever known what it meant if it wasn't for me that night!

If hadn't asked for help that day she would've died.

Either from his hands or from her so-called father's but look at her shameless little personality. Stealing the guy I loved without any regard for the fact that it was me why she still survived.

Pathetic. That's exactly what she was.

Apathetic little thankless bitch.

You have no right to blame her. She doesn't even know about you, so how on Earth will she know who you love?

My conscience mocked. Who cares? She still stole the only man I had ever loved, the only man I ever cared about, the only man who has my heart.

And I'll never forgive her for this.

Never. Absolutely never.

"I hate you." I gritted as angry tears filled my eyes. "I wish I would've let you die that day." I say. Hatred lacing through my voice. "I fucking hate you, Raqeeba!"

I didn't even know what got into me but the next thing I know is the way I smashed my phone loud on the wall making it break into pieces.

The door bursts open and my eyes meet that of an annoyed Anusha.

"The fuck is wrong with you?" She asks to which I just smile.

I was successful in removing her from his life... I was successful in making Nuraan hate the woman he loved the most. And if the woman who had it all couldn't manage to keep him then...

How difficult could an orphan be anyway?

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Ohkay now be honest and DO NOT IGNORE!

How much more can you guys tolerate this book or how long till you abandon it?

a. 4-5 more chaps
b. not more than 10
c. I'm okay for quite a while.

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Please please let me know and I would write accordingly.
(you know getting straight to the point than random romance shits and stuffs)

ALRIGHT ANYWAY

extremely romantic confessions are overrated! (even tho they are love) buttt I wanted to make it casuallll because well it's meeee and I looove casual, casual is good, casual is cool. Hehe.

Did you guys see what I did there???

You all wanted Nuraan to recognize his feelings first but my impatient dumbass made Raqeeba fall for him first SO as the compensation I made Nuraan confess first!

Hehe!

Aren't I just grreatttt blahhahah
Ohkay now!
Not boring you more! Until next time!

XOXO
It's Sheewholoved!

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