Unfulfilled Desires (Adhori Chahatein)

♥ My Wife Bitter Foe Is My Chum♥

Wasiq ~ POV

"Were you threatening me that you will leave me?"

I question as I take light, slow steps towards her.

She looks up and push back her shoulders ineffectively.

"You felt threatened!!" She answers.

I breathe in and narrow my eyes threateningly.

My fingers clutches around the aid kit and the white tape which I am holding behind.

"You are threatening me. The majestic Wasiq Durrani, I will lock you up in this house then dare to leave."

"Really, my man."

"Yes, my woman. I am capable of doing anything."

"Wasiq, just get me down already."

She pleads childishly.

I pursed my lips and watch her beg.

"Not so soon, babe."

" Wasiq, what is the tape for and why are you shooting daggers my way" she voice surprisingly with a ting of curiosity hazing her mind.

"To tie you up, so that my woman will never or better say, can't leave me."

"I will leave you only if you get me down. How can I leave you when I am sitting right here and"
She stammers nervously as I come face to face with her, closing everything until we are breathing the same air.

"And" I breathe in hectoringly as I brush my lips down her earlobe.

"And" she repeats.

"And" I repeated.

"And" she replies again and I notice her tightly shut eyes.

" And, if you repeat it once again,then I will kiss you."

"And" she whispers endearingly.

My lips found its way onto her luscious lips as I make my words, a reality.

I pull away just about as the kiss is getting ardently dangerous of me losing myself in the depthness of our heated mingle.

I look at her. A ray of anger flashes across her features. Did I do something....perhaps is it the sudden peck.

Is it because I cut her while she was talking. This must be the only reason, why else.... would she not like my affection.

I had made it clear to myself that I would make myself the need of her that she wouldn't think of leaving me ever again. She will find herself, invincible of ever being loved as much as me.

Her fisted palm angers me as to why is she behaving so coldly.

Her lack of response made me pull away from the kiss as I felt it being rather forced.  Her stiffness, made me realise to stop however much I wanted to explore her soul through the tangible embrace.