Mine To Be Called ✓

~~•Fifty•~~

Masab cupped the side of her face, playfully nudging her swollen lower lip with his thumb, driving her more over the edge. "For the first time, I really saw raw and pure desire in your eyes for me, and without any exaggeration, that's the best sight in my life. To see you breathing heavily for me, craving me, and yearning for me."

Andaleeb stiffened. He didn't say a single wrong word here. She shot him a glare before biting his finger harshly, earning a surprised hiss from him. "I know how to make others trip over their damn feet for me too. Now shut it and kiss me again. A kiss that would drive me crazy, and I really bring myself to chant your name in ecstasy. I challenge you to make me forget him."

His eyes darkened and his expressions became feral and predatory as he slammed his lips over her and directly claimed her mouth, catching her completely off guard. His palm sneaked under the fabric of her top, touching her eager stomach, stroking it in some damn way that really made her crazy, and she moaned out his name because that was getting out of her control.

When Masab again pulled away, her gorgeous green orbs looked hazy like they were under some magic. He sucked a sensitive area in her throat, making it hard for her to now resist giving a reaction because before she was left completely off guard.

"That coward dude is out of your mind as it is. But if you would challenge me, I'll take it as a real one and show you that how only I am hovering in your every sense," he murmured, his attractive face glowing with the effect of victory. His prickly beard brushed her soft neck as he bit and once again sucked in this flesh like a feast.

He became confused when he saw her smiling and then Andaleeb put her both hands over his muscular chest. Suddenly, her smile became a scowl as she clenched her jaw, and her long nails dug into his flesh, soon pulling blood out of the freshly made scratches. This time Masab didn't make any sound of discomfort or pain. His blue eyes became focused on her distorted face as her eyes became teary, murking her vision.

"One day I'll kill you with my own hands. I'll make you go through the same pain which you made him bear," she said furiously.

Masab wiggled his brows as he looked at first his chest, which was filled with blood-filled scrapes, and then over her beautiful face. "Do that. Kill me for your heart's contentment. But once you get to know what was the reality, shoot the one you would hate then in his grave once again, Andaleeb."

She banged her fists on his chest. "You are a disgusting man."

Her breath got caught in her throat when he made her stand on her legs again and then pulled her around, causing her to face the wall. Bringing himself near to her, he nipped on her earlobe, making her hiss.

"How many wounds you have given me, they all act as those damn rose petals for me. They don't hurt me. They make me realize that I have fallen in love with you," he whispered in her ear.

"You don't!" She spat angrily.

He caressed her hair, as his one hand had her right arm tied behind her back. Even this made her desires sprout for him. That was the reason why when his lips crashed over hers this time, she couldn't resist anymore. She just wanted to forget everything else without any second thought and enjoy this moment.

Her willingness was evident from the way she had completely let herself hide in their arms, the way she kissed him back, and the way her hands were slowly moving around his chest. The same ones which she just used to induce bruises over him a while ago. Masab slipped a finger around the hook of her blouse, unclipping it, and what sight he got was something he had always fantasized about. Refined, tall, delicate, and beautiful, this girl would be the death for his surely.

"You are so breathtaking," Masab mumbled, completely dazed by her beautiful form.

She didn't reply anything, too focused on the effect of what her lips were doing on her skin. Masab's hand now reached her skirt, and in an attempt to unlink this hook, the craze of this moment,t, he ended up tearing the fabric over her thigh. Andaleeb gasped when that tearing made a delicious touch over her sensitive flesh along with the charm of him so near her.

"Did he ever make you feel like that?" Masab pecked the attractive mole over her collarbone and then sucked the same skin, causing her to give an abashed groan. He smirked against her flesh. The way she responded was enough of an answer as no for him. Andaleeb glared at him because that was the truth that only he could make her feel this way. "That loser who hid behind your back and couldn't stand for you could never do that certainly."

She whacked her hand over his chest. "Can you not just shut up and do what's necessary?"

Masab slightly laughed. "Of course, sweetheart."

He grabbed her arm and hurled her over. Within moments, he held her in his arms and walked them toward the bed, his lips never losing contact with hers, even for a mere second. The scent of delicate roses hovered in her senses as she found her back resting against the soft mattress. He put his one hand over her cheek and the other one dug in the mattress as he again claimed her lips. Andaleeb shut her eyes tightly to feel him just so near her. Everything could wait for a while. Right now she just needed Masab. His lips drifted lower as he bit, sucked, and nibbled over her chin, throat, neck, and shoulders, driving her insane.

Abruptly she felt a cold thing touching her neck. She opened her eyes and found a completely new diamond necklace resting over her throat. Masab had used his lips to hook it around her neck and even this made a shiver run down her spine. Andaleeb raised a brow when she saw him clasping it with his fingers. And that design matched a lock and key again.

He linked the key to the locked-shaped chain and glimpsed at her. "Another key to the lock of your heart which only I can open and enter inside."

"What's that for?" She questioned, feeling stunned. She always liked his peculiar gifts a lot. Whatever she felt for Masab was insane.

"Your wedding present. An inkling to show the whole world that you are mine," he rasped, placing feather-like kisses on her temple.

This love-induced action in between the passion made her heart touch up. Why did his love look real? Andaleeb grasped the necklace in her hand. The lock had an A inscribed on it while the key had a letter of M. That was their initials and she knew what he did here. For some reason, it brought a strange longing in her to get a confession of love and exclusivity from him. Like he always did this lock and key thing, he should also tell her that the key of his heart was also just belonged to her.

"Show me that you are mine too." Her tongue acted on her own and formed those words that surprised Masab.

He responded with a kiss. "I am yours. Only yours."

She clenched her teeth and then put her palm over the back of his head as she pulled him down for a kiss. Whatever was happening, it was wrong. Wrong on so many levels. She shouldn't let Masab do this with her but what could she do about herself who wanted all this? However, right now, she couldn't stop this anymore. She would make herself understand but any mean.

Soon the night saw the union of their bodies. Andaleeb wouldn't deny she loved that. She loved how he showered her with appreciation, care, and love. She liked how he was so gentle with her like she was the most precious and most delicate thing which he had right now. She liked the way Masab showed his love for her. That wasn't an oblivion. She knew that he loved her now. There was no second opinion about this.

And at that night, she totally forgot Aurang. She just remembered one person and that was Masab, her husband. But her kidnapper at the same time.

Wasn't it a very disgusting reality?

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