~~•Seventy two•~~

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"What do you want, my love?" He sought, pushing a thick strand of her hair behind her ear.

She bit over her lower lip as her eyes shimmered. Masab's attention diverted to this tantalizing sight of her lip biting. "You."

His eyes widened in surprise. "Me?"

"This breath. Next breath. Every breathes. This heartbeat. Next heartbeat. Every heart beats. This moment. This night. Next day. Every day with you. A lifetime with you if that's possible," she stated, which left him off guard.

A lifetime. How was this even possible? Whatever he committed, after that, there was no guarantee over this. Once he laid his gaze over Andaleeb, Masab had grown crazy for her, and he wanted her in his life. However, as soon as he knew that she was promised to someone else, he backed off. Yet nature was in favor of their union and here he was seeing the girl who owned his heart as his wife. He never expected her to reciprocate her love for him but here she did. He felt like the luckiest person on earth to know this.

"But you have to promise me that you won't hurt his sister ever. And make sure she is fine," she mentioned.

Masab raised a brow in question.

"She called me back when we were at the party. She seemed troubled and frightened. I thought that you did something to her," she raised her concern.

Masab shook his head. "She is fine. I have her under my scrutiny. She just called you because of her vengeance on her brother. But she isn't going to call you ever again for that. And I will make sure of that."

Andaleeb gasped. "She won't, Masab. But you aren't going to hurt her."

His eyes softened. "Don't worry about that. If you ask me something, I won't do the opposite. She will remain safe. But I won't let her trouble you so for your sake, I'll make sure to make her go away quietly. But I won't hurt her."

"It's insane that I am going to thank you for not killing another innocent, but still, I want to live with you, and I love you," she declared, pulling fake anger at him.

Masab laughed, nibbling over her earlobe which made her groan. "It is so wholesome to hear your confession. I never knew I would hear it any day."

She exhaled. "Stop being overconfident."

He sucked over her earlobe. "I want you, Andaleeb."

His husky and sensual voice caused a chill to run down her spine. And the way his lips touched her earlobe did the rest of the work. She, too, didn't need anything else than to feel him near her. She, too, wanted him against all odds now, forgetting everything for a moment.

She encircled her arms around his neck, making sure not to accidentally touch his wound, which could hurt him. But who would tell her that he was aching for her now, and at this moment, nothing else mattered for him right now than to make her his forever? Their lips again locked in a desperate and passionate kiss. His prickly beard teased her soft cheeks which evoked a different craving for him in her. He traced her enticing spine with his fingers slowly, which made the blood rush through her veins, and she moaned in ecstasy.

He again moved over to her throat, nibbling, kissing, sucking, and biting her sensitive and soft skin. Her eyes rolled towards her back as she let herself become relaxed in his protective and safe embrace. He traced her collarbone with his lips, and Andaleeb's grip tightened over his shoulder.

Soon they reclined on the bed with Andaleeb being on top of him. They once again kissed each other fervently, forgetting everything else. It was a bubble of their own, outside of which nothing else mattered anymore. The moonlight outside was acting as a speculator of their intimate and love-filled moment.

"I love you," Masab whispered, pushing aside the fabric of her silk night dress a while which revealed her creamy skin. He devoured it like there was no tomorrow.

"I love you too," she spoke, without any second thought and apprehension. On this night, they cared for nothing and none else. She didn't even recall anyone else. It was just Masab everywhere: within her, near her, and closer to her.

Her confession once again pulled a soothing sensation inside him. He could never get tired of hearing her saying she loved him at all. Instead, it would act as his relief. Their kiss became more passionate as he rolled her over and now he laid on top of her.

Soon, the night saw the perfect mingling of their hearts, would, and bodies. This was much different, unique, and special than the moments they shared before. Because that one had all the ingredients of a love-filled intimacy. She loved him back and that was the biggest perk he could get before anything inevitable.










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