Mine To Be Called ✓

~~•Fifty three•~~

What did this man do with her?

She smiled sensually after she got a bit of her control back after his sweet torture ended. "What will you do if I don't agree? Will you force me? Hmm?"

Andaleeb completed whatever she had to say with a daring action. She unbuttoned a single button over both her shoulders, which peeled off the sleeves from her dress, leaving her only in a sleeveless and off-shoulder top.

"I can even go like this, but your conservative family would die seeing the prestigious daughter-in-law of their family in a dress like this. And I would love to see this reaction. Or maybe you will get to know the hurt when your men lay their dirty eyes over me just like you did when I was supposed to be his. The difference is that you camouflaged your dirty gaze with the claims of so-called love. But there isn't much difference," she snarled, her eyes tearing up suddenly.

Whenever she remembered Aurang, those moments felt like a punishment for her. She became merciless, cruel, and self-destructive. Whatever was happening would feel like a hell for her. Her own self would feel useless to her because she really fell for this man who considered her as a chess piece which he just won over. Her sane thoughts fled from her mind at that time, and the only she recalled was just hurting Masab in any way, either mentally or physically. And along with herself as well for betraying Aurang. And right now too, Andaleeb discovered herself going through the same as well. She never wished for her life to become this twisted but it did become.

Masab clenched his jaw and grabbed her delicate wrist before pulling her inside their bedroom again. Due to how unexpected that was, she stumbled over her feet but his hold on her didn't let her sway away. Masab pinned her against the nearest wall.

"Whoever will make a mistake to even accidentally look at you, I swear that will be his last day on this earth," he whispered sternly before he got hold of both her hands with his one big one and pushed them over her head on the wall. "If my gaze would have been dirty, I would have dishonored you in the same hotel room you helped me to get in when I needed your help. I wouldn't have chased you. I wouldn't have gone against everyone to make you my wife.  But once you get to know whose eyes were dirty and whose were pure, do remember my love that day. Even if I wouldn't be here, my love would always be here with you, as your shadow, as your refuge, and as your biggest supporter."

Masab soon freed her hands and made a distance from her. She quickly licked her dried lips and pulled her arms down in a turmoil. "I can forgive anything. I can forget anything. But I can't forget or forgive what you did with him. He was innocent, and you took his life just because he was on your way to me. Whenever I remember it, it makes me want to kill you. In front of his agony and my anguish for his death, your love is like a dirt under my feet. To the hell with your love from my side."

A weak smile occupied his lips as he scratched his nape. Masab's handsome face became distorted with the visible effects of hurt and pain. For some reason, Andaleeb noted it, and somehow, she felt bad. However, why was she feeling bad for a vile man like him? He deserved to rot in hell. But at the same time, she, too, deserved the same hellfire for falling into his temptation.

Nevertheless, soon, his expression became serious,s, and he took out his phone from the underside of his coat. Andaleeb stared at him in confusion. He suddenly smirked as he shoved the screen in front of her eyes. That was his contact list and one unknown number was glowing there. "Are you seeing it?"

But the next moment, he came near her and dropped feather-like kisses over her shoulder and neck. She jumped out of her place at this. He repeated the same thing over the left side and this time, she groaned loudly.

He moved his lips over her throat, doing the same magic there before reaching her earlobe. He bit it and sucked it lightly, making her stand on her toes as she dug her fingers into his shoulder.

"If you won't listen to me, then I'll do the worst. His sister's life and death decision is just a phone call away from me. I'll call my man and he will either shoot her or throttle her. And I mean it. If you want her life, just do as I say," he mumbled in her ear slowly.

Andaleeb's eyes popped out in stun at this. She trembled and took a few steps away from him in fear. "You are disgusting."

He hooked one finger in the key of her necklace and pulled her towards him. "I can do anything it takes for you to become mine. Right and wrong doesn't matter."

Andaleeb pushed his chest with her palms harshly before going back to the wardrobe area, her body shivering as she randomly chose one of those heavy dresses that he wanted her to wear.

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Andaleeb should always remain in the good books of his family for her survival. If she would act her usual self and take out her frustration regarding him on his family members, they wouldn't accept her fully. They would leave her after something happened to him. She should make a space for herself in their heart and this mansion so that she could always live here. The life of a spy was very unpredictable. One wrong move and it could cost your life. However, Masab had committed a betrayal and treason against his own cause. The punishment for it was severe. That would probably be death. If any day the agency got any hint of the shortcuts he did and how he betrayed, they wouldn't spare him. They would give him the worst retributions for his actions. Death was inevitable in that case.

Andaleeb's own family's true face was not hidden from anyone. They just disowned her because she fled from her house. Her mother was meek and she wouldn't be able to support her. He just couldn't let her on their mercy after something happened to him. He had to find a permanent refuge for her. She would have nowhere to go, and in that case, his family should protect her as the last memory of their beloved son.

He worked anonymously and he would die anonymously as well, without putting any stain or posing any danger to his wife or his family. Andaleeb got caught in this situation somehow because of him and he would make sure of her safety. For this, his family should approve her as soon as possible, in any case, and in any form. That was very necessary to threaten Andaleeb to obey him so that she could behave nicely with his family because of some fear. And using that guy whose remembrance always brought remorse in her was the best tool for that. She would never dare to do anything against of what he wanted whenever he would take this route. And that proved to be fruitful as she instantly listened to him and hid herself in the wardrobe again.

That would be the time he would feel that he completed his love. He protected the girl he loved and his love became eternal, irrespective of the consequences.

Masab came out of his thoughts when he heard some crackling sound and then the door of the en suite pushed open. Andaleeb appeared from there. His eyes when locked on her, they couldn't move away. She was looking too stunning to be real right now. In a floor-reaching white maxi with the dark grey color mixing with the light one along the border of the floral maxi, this color looked perfect on her. The dress was made of pure net with zari, thread, sequins, and pearl embroidery work over it. The trouser was plain silk, and the dupatta was once again made from the net with heavy embroidery, which Andaleeb had tugged at her right shoulder. Her beautiful hair was waving in the air, and with the minimal makeup, she looked breathtaking. Their eyes met again, and today, again, Masab found hatred in those gorgeous green orbs for him.

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