AFFINITY (slow Update)

CH 31: Possessive

Asra's PoV

" Let me introduce myself, I am Adam bin Abdullah, like my name I am a man while my father is a man of Allah," he said with mannerism. It was a wierd introduction but nevermind because he seem quite unusual too. He extended his hand to shake with me which were taken by Ziyad and he gave him strong handshake.

" Let me add to his introduction that this guy is quite flirtious and his favourite hobby is to play with death, " Ziyad said and gestures him to take the couch. A proud smirk appeared on Adam's lips seemingly satisfied with Ziyad's words.

" So how is England treating you? " Adam asked me casually as if we were frank.

" it's good, " I shrugged.

" That's a nonchalant response from someone who is visiting this place for the first time. " Adam remarked dissatisfied with my answer.

" I haven't seen much I can't pass my judgements, " I told him. " The weather is nice, streets are clean... It's a good place; elegant and well-maintained. " I added.

" Really! that's bad, " Adam tsked and glared at Ziyad. " Man, I thought you were better than this, you hadn't taken her out yet? " he scolded him.
I hold back my laugh. All the people around Ziyad were scolding him for his negligence.

" He just got scolded by aunty on the same matter, " I blurted.

" Hadn't you planned a honeymoon? " He asked us and I felt heat creeping up my cheeks, this man was too blunt.

" We hadn't held our reception, she is here to be acquainted with this place, " Ziyad reasoned.

" Hmm, " Adam nodded understandingly. " Well, then you are doing a very good job, " he said sarcastically putting Ziyad in a tough spot. " Don't you scold him on his ignorance? " Adam Inquired me with a hint of mischievousness.

" He is not ignorant, it just happened, " I defended him and a grateful smile adorned Ziyad's lips.

Later Adam stayed for the breakfast. He was a lifely and cheerful person but he was quite straight forward. He also invited me to the race he was participating in. But I don't know why, Ziyad diverted the conversation before I could accept or decline his invitation.
After breakfast, I excused them, leaving them chatting in the living room. I went to the room to get ready for the day as I haven't taken a bath yet.

Everybody was pointing this out but I don't think Ziyad was being ignorant towards me. It's just our relationship started on wrong notes and now when the things were getting back together, on their right place, I can't let these silly suspicions put doubt in my heart. He was new to this so do I.  We had a long way to go to have a healthy and stable relationship. I have to open my heart to strengthen our bond. Patience was the key.

I choose a long baby pink dress with puffed sleeves, white tights that won't be visible as the dress reached my ankles. I paired them with my white boots. I took a quick shower and slipped into the dress after applying loads of rose scented moisturizer and a few spray of body mist. While drying my hair with a towel I stepped out of the washroom humming a song under my breath totally unaware of my surrounding.
I shrieked when a pair of arms pulled me against themselves. Of course, it was Ziyad with a cheeky grin.

" Are you planning to seduce me? " Ziyad asked me rehortically in low, hoarse voice tilting his head to the side. I have concluded that he was quite clingy and touchy as a husband. I never pictured him to be hopelessly romantic and melodramatic. I am not complaining, I liked this state of him. Who doesn't like to be loved, especially by the man of their dreams?
I placed my hand on his chest to maintain some distance but he pulled me even closer. I could fell his rhythmic heartbeats. His proximity was weakening my knees.

" Ziyad, " I protested as heat creeped my cheeks. I wonder how many times this man had made me blush today...

" You look stunning, " he complimented checking me out while his eyes danced with adoration.

" Thank you but I am not even done yet, " I giggled

" Really? But you look just fine... " He said and I shook my head.

" Let me finish my make up, " I offered and he shook his head like a stubborn child.

" I want to hold you in my arms. I hadn't hold you the whole day; my energy is drained. " He said and leaned burying his head in the crook of my neck. Hesitantly, I ran my right hand through his wavy locks and he moaned in relief. I gulped and my eyes widen as I felt his lips on my neck.

" Ziyad, " I moaned his name and felt him smirk on my skin. He continued his sweet tortured as he kissed along my collar bone.

" Ah, Baby, your skin feels like it's melting on my tongue, I can't stop myself, " he panted on the brink of self-control, his eyes has darkened with desire. He looked so freaking hot, all red and out of breath. Deep down I know how much I desired him but the more rational part of me wants to stop him saying 'it was too early.'

" Ziyad, " I said but my voice came out hoarse. I cleared my throat putting my hand on his chest to maintain distance.

" Ziyad, please, " I said intoxicated by his scent and touch. He rested his head against mine, his eyes were shut and he calmed himself taking slow breathes.

" You have drugged me, Asra, I feel like I might lose myself if I can't have you, " he breathed cupping my face and looking in my eyes. I bit my lips unknowingly. His thumb stroked my lips and I released them from between my teeth.

" Don't do this... Please, " he pleaded in a low voice. 

" Were you jealous? " I asked trying to change the atmosphere, referring to his behavior around Adam.

" Why would I be? " He said defensively dropping his hand from my face but still holding my waist with the other one.

" Because I am your wife, " I stated and an adoring smile captured his lips.

" Did I seem jealous? " He asked

" Possessive, I might correct myself, " I said with a raised brow.

" Why shouldn't I be? " He said tightening his hold around me and whispered in my ears, " I have all rights to be possessive for you, " I felt heat rushed to my cheeks.

" So we won't go to the race he invited us?" I asked fumbling with his collar.

" No, we won't, that place is not for you, " He said assertively leaving no place for argument.

" Still you go there, " I argued.

" I don't want to but Adam talk me into it, " he said.

" If you go there I will go with you, I want to see the race too," I said.

" it's illegal race, the people there are usually bad and criminals, I can't take you among them, you are my woman, you are my wife, I can't let there filthy gaze fall on you, " he told me politely.

" Then I don't want you to go there as well, " I jutted my chin at him challengingly. " You are neither bad nor criminal, or are you? " I asked him with a smirk.

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