HUSSN-e-JAVEDAAN (on hold)

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Author pov

"Hath khole mere please hum us traha Nikkah nahi kar sakte. Many will get upset." She tried with worried eyes

"I don't give a fuck." Argh

"Ap toh soch smjh kar kaam krte hain! Why are you thinking of something like this! Bhaagi nahi jarahi mein-"

"But my patience is running out."

"Ek baar baba se baat krlen just once." She looked at him innocently through doe eyes hope it works because he's gazing down at her coldly. She really can't afford nikkha like that. She doesn't want problems to multiply. She doesn't want situation where her father never speaks to her again and refuse to meet her. She's sure, Sidharth also doesn't want that and he's doing that just out of possessiveness

"Please sidharth."

  He grabbed her face with his gaze turning soft but she can see storm beneath them. His grip wasn't rough enough to hurt her

"Agar unhone mana kiya phir you are coming here back with me and I'm marrying you." He warned releasing her face. She hesitated but nodded anyways at least he agreed! He took few steps back to grab his coat that was over sofa. She looked at him with innocent eyes, waiting for him. He glanced in her way as he wears his coat

"Ab kya?" Hein

"Hath toh kholen." His eyes lowers towards his tied hands and his lips curved in smirk, causing her to blush

"Why you look better this way if you ask me." More blush she looked around hiding her red cheeks. He moved behind her "I would rather have you like this." He whispered from behind, his hot breath fanning across her ear as he collected and removed hair from her one side to other. Goosebumps rise on her skin at touch of his finger tips on her skin. She gulped looking ahead with flustered face

    His hand flat on her arm, trial down slowly causing her heart to pound against chest. She finds it hard to breath because of his very sensual touch. Nervousness grew in pit of her stomach. She felt him untying swiftly while backing away. She rubbed her wrists with pout and turn to look at him who was already looking at her intensely while wrapping his belt around his hand. True Hitler she looks at him innocently not knowing it's only fuel to his fire. Which he is trying to keep inside him

"Zor se bandha tha." She complains

"Phir se bandhun?" He raise an eyebrow. She shook head cutely with pout. His eyes dropped on her lips and she noticed. Her heart skipped a beat, she looked away immediately

"C-chale." She clears her throat

    He looked at her for second and makes his way towards door after passing her with smirk on his lips. She follows behind, grabbing her purse with anxiousness. It's gonna be mess today. Her father's anger and Sidharth's anger will clash for sure. Both of their anger are different yet same, either way she's sure she's marrying him. At least she won't be doing that without letting her father knowing or behind his back

"Don't you dare refuse in front of your father or else I'm dragging you into masjid next moment." He clutched steering wheel tightly before looking in her direction why he's angry now! She can't understand this man anymore. His moods are changing like he's on periods