Curse Of Love| 18+

18) Sweet Rose

His hold on the tiny human being resting above him was protective. His ring clad fingers were placed on her small head and a small of her back.

Chandni smiled, the kid was enjoying the warmth of his bare chest, his scars and old wounds not affecting her at all.

Chandni remembered what he did to that woman, Nusrat, only for the baby girl and...

Chandni shook her head, he shouted at Nusrat and threw her out of the home only for the baby girl, not for her.

Chandni met a new Sabiq today. A Sabiq who was caring, soft and warm as he cradled the baby girl in his big arms..

She was looking so tiny in his arms. More tiny than she already was.

Chandni again recalled the moment when he claimed her and the babygirl as his.

Chandni had untangled herself from his bare chest as soon as she felt the heat of his body on her bare arms and cheeks.

Nusrat was burning in jealousy and rage seeing Sabiq taking care of both the girls.

Sabiq's lips twitched a little when Chandni created a gap between them; however, the little girl in his arms again stole his attention with her cries and hiccups.

"Sh.. sweetheart," he cooed to the baby who was nestling her small face more to his neck.

Her small butt going up and down as he made small circles on her back while swaying his body side to side.

Chandni had her eyes wide open. The tears and pain long forgotten as she saw the Mafia King...No.

A human trafficker, a flesh trader being a cuddly and warm bear for the tiny human being. She blinked rapidly not believing it was really him.

He was about to sell the baby girl to the black market right ? So why was he being so sweet to her? Like... like a father or a big brother.

"You slapped me ! You slapped me for your ugly slut and her little bastard! How can you do that ?" Chandni flinched as Nusrat shrieked.

Her hand was still on her red cheeks. Tears of anger and hate burning inside her beautiful eyes.

Chandni took a step back, getting scared. She didn't know what Nusrat's next step would be.

Nusrat was a gone case, Chandni knew it.

She was heartless enough to try to kill a baby and she can be psycho enough to harm anyone near to her.

"Keep your dirty mouth shut Nusrat or I will shut it .....forever," Sabiq said, as a matter of fact. His whole attention was on the baby in his arms and the girl hiding behind his huge frame.

"Sabiq..." Nusrat tried to say, obviously heartbroken.

"Shut up and listen to me," he said, his tone turning sharp.."This child is not a bastard and this girl is not a slut. They both are mine,"

"Sabiq...."Nusrat whispered, she could not believe her ears. He was claiming them as his own, so possessively.

"Shut up and get out from here," Sabiq snapped, glaring at her. He can never forgive her after what she tried to do with the small child.

Nusrat could not believe her eyes.

The one thing which she loves about Sabiq was that he was not a man whore like any other young man of their social circle. He was a man who had some set of beliefs. She has never seen him with a girl before in that manner.

It was only her in his life till now but it was also for only namesake. Whenever she tried to touch him, get closer to him he ignored her like her touch will burn him.