Shiddat

twenty seven

Rubab's pov

"Dishaan Bhai is coming today?" I asked nervously.

What's wrong with my family? And did Shahram get this  day to kill that stupid Halil? Agh, Allah, please help me.

"Yup," Afshaan replied, and I nodded, disappointed.

Okay, one day they will get to know about my marriage, so why not today?

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It's evening and many guests have come so far. After dressing Taniya aapi in that green Lucknowi gharara, I came to my room because I also want to get ready. she is looking like a hoor Mashaallah, my father in law's gens is really something,

I remove my dupatta and I am walking towards the bathroom when I hear water tapping sound.

Taha is there, of course, he also has to get ready for his sister's mehndi.

I take out his clothes from the closet and put them on the bed.

I waited for a really good few minutes before knocking.

But unfortunately, I have to knock; he is taking too much time.

"Taha... are you there?" I asked, knocking on the door.

But the door is ajar as it is open slightly due to my knock.

Argh, he must have forgotten to turn off the tap.

I entered without any hesitation and started removing my clothes. I removed every piece of cloth as I wanted to have a refreshing shower.

But before I could turn on the shower, my hands halted on knob upon hearing him.

"Wanna have a shower together?" His husky voice reached my ears and I gulped.

Shit, is he here? Why didn't I pay attention that he's here?

Rubab, why are you so careless? I cursed myself.

I stay rooted in my place because I am feeling embarrassed.

"Habibti, your back curves are inviting me to do all the dirty things," his dark, wicked, teasing voice reached my ears, and I immediately bent down to take my discarded kurti to cover myself.

I am not a hypocrite, and I don't have any problem being naked in front of him, but I am feeling embarrassed by the way I am standing bare in front of him. Also, in a few hours, the mehndi event will start, so I pick up my kurta and put it on. Thankfully, he didn't pass any comment.

Then I turn to leave but stop seeing him.

He is staring at me without blinking. He only has a towel loosely hung around his waist, and there is a trimmer in his hand.

"Trimmer?"Wait? Is he going to shave his lovely beard? I will kill him, I like his beard too much.

"Where were you?" I asked, hiding my rage.

"At the bathroom," he said, still boring into my face.

"Don't lie, you weren't here when I entered," I said.

And he chuckled and walked closer to me.

"I was here when you entered in a hurry and started removing your clothes like they were suffocating you," he said, now grabbing my left cheek and started caressing me.

"No, you weren't there. Why didn't I find you here?" I argued.

And he smiled, tracing my lips with his thumb.

"Searching for this?" he said, showing his hand holding a trimmer, and I fumed in anger.So he was present here all the time, it's Just me who is so stupid and clumsy,