~~•Thirty six•~~

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She knew what Masab meant but she batted her eyelashes proudly. "I am very happy that I could provide an amusing scene for them in such a boring environment."

"By the way, why did you do that? You started everything by yourself," he inquired.

She chortled. "Tumhen kaha tha na k mene kay tumhara asli chehra sabke samne ly k aongi. Ye, us k start tha. Dekhna chahti thi k sbke favorite Chotte Sayen ghatya pan k kis darjay pe hn. And I am not amazed to know k tum ghatypan k sbse uper wale level pe ho jahan tumhara koi comparison nhi." Andaleeb made a hand sign of upper level by bringing her hand high in the air in a horizontal position.

(A/N: Translation)

"I told you that I'll show your true face in front of everyone. That was the start of this. I wanted to see that on which level of despicableness everyone's favorite Chotte Sayen stands. And I am not amazed to know that you are standing at the upper level of despicableness where you have no comparison."

Just a few hours ago when this thing would have hurt him, now Masab knew that that wasn't the thing. Whatever he found a while ago was without any fabrication. That was the truth and he really saw her getting affected by him.

He smiled. "I would cherish to keep this scar as an honor of something given to me by the one I love. But you know, Andi sometimes balms are necessary to get the scar again and again."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Don't call me that."

He shrugged his shoulders. "You said that you don't allow strangers to call you by your nickname. Am I a stranger to you, sweetheart? I am your husband after all."

She glared at him before muttering under her breath. "Fazol insan."

"Jerk."

He abruptly held her hand, once again causing a trigger of pleasure to run through her veins. "I need my balm."

Before she could even react, Masab brought her hand near his mouth and brushed it directly over his lower lip where the bruise was. Her breath got caught in her throat when he placed a chaste kiss on the top of her hand.

"The claim for everyone, including you to know that you are only mine," he asserted and then pulled the car to a halt.

Andaleeb didn't even realize when they reached her house. And now, suddenly, as though all her nerves knotted in her stomach, her heart started beating fast. Much less because of the fact to face her family. It had more to do with how he claimed that she was his.

Minutes later, Masab removed his ring from his finger, separated the key-shaped pendant from its skeleton, and then glanced at the beautiful lock-shaped pattern necklace sitting over her gorgeous throat. She trembled when his warm fingers made contact with her sensitive skin. She wore this necklace, which he gave her in New York because, along with the bridal dress, Masab also wanted her to wear this. The lock was just in need of the key and he did that work for it. Pushing the hook of the key inside the hole of the lock, he gave rise to a much prettier design instead.

Her eyes fluttered when he placed his one hand over the side of her cheek and the other was still clasping the pendant. Before she could react, his hot lips were back over her alluring and soft one. The feel of his lips again made her feel the same pleasure and she rasped loudly against his mouth. Deepening the kiss, he once again claimed her mouth while Andaleeb closed her eyes to enjoy this moment.

Kissing her kidnapper in front of her parents' house and even liking it.

Oh shit!

"You are mine, Andaleeb. I have every right to your everything, just like you have a right to my heart, body, mind, loyalty, and soul. I am leaving you here as my disposition. Your family knows this, and no one will mess up with what's mine. Very soon, I'll come back. I know I am not someone forgettable so I won't ask you not to forget me, sweetheart," he informed her in a sensual voice before finally leaving the necklace.

This necklace and that kiss which was a seal and a mark of the fact that she was his for the whole world to see. There was no way she could forget him at all despite how much she wanted this to happen.

With that, a new test also began, and that was how she would appear in front of her family.









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