Sitting on the bed, I was waiting for my husband to arrive. It was our wedding Night.
I rolled my toes as the visuals of him slowly touching my cheeks, making love to me was blurring my vision again and again.
I was trying to compress my frequent bl...
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Ruhani POV
I did tried to sleep but wasn't really able to. The hot air of my husband fanning over my ear continuously with every breath.
His strong arm around my waist was keeping me in his possession.
My hand knowingly touched his and traced the veins which were slightly available.
His fingers were long, hand broad and mostly were bones to feel.
My feet were closer to his knee as there was a significant difference in our heights also his face was into my neck now.
I tries to sleep but not really able to.
Time passed in half sleep and dizziness. It took me the half of night to feel relaxed around him. While he was sleeping soundly not caring to that he was touching me.
Suddenly, he shifted a little and tightened his hold on my waist. My breath stuck in my lungs as his broad hand grabbed the side of my waist and pulled me dangerously closer. Snatching a long breathe, he moved his head a little too.
I shut my eyes close behaving as if sleeping.
I noticed him looking at me as he lifted his face a little. But, then again leaned into my neck but this time he slept not before pecking a kiss on my neck.
I didn't know why I was feeling as if he was falling for me. I didn't know what was it.
The moment he said that I was special to him because his father chose me. I could feel it real.
And then, he sent Rabia away from us.
I didn't know but, there was something in me that was trying to trust him.
But, my mother had a story of heartbreak and its consequences. She made me a smarter woman. She told me to not fall for anything which was too good to be true.
Opening my eyes, I looked at his face. He looked peaceful and contented.
His slight beard was brushing against my cheek and I tried to fall asleep.
The devil finally slept.
It took me time but finally, the sound of sleep took over me and I drifted into the dreamland.
I woke up when my ear was able to hear a faded sound of the attendee's announcement.
"Badi Begum is asking for a visit to Sultan's Chamber,"
The title alone made me come out of dreamland and I realized that it was morning. I even missed my morning prayer. But, more shocking was the arrival of his mother in this early morning.
