Mine To Be Called ✓

~~•Seventy four•~~

She huffed. "You are so twisted."

He took a hearty bite of toast as he snickered. "In this case, this wound is hella different. I myself welcomed it because of my love for you. I wish that it can never become a scar or get healed. I want to continually relish in the pain of this wound which I accepted for you."

She glared at him. "Shut up! You always talk rubbish."

He reached out for her hand placed on her lap under the table, which made her gasp, and she widened her eyes. This was so unexpected.

"You are lucky that I love you; otherwise, an entitled person in me wouldn't have allowed his wife to give him a shut-up call. But you just wrecked the hell out of me, Andaleeb Sultan. Even your hatred makes my heart throb and since I knew that you love me, these harsh words act as a honey for my ears," he huskily uttered, pulling the strings of her heart with it.

She lifted one pretty eyebrow of hers. "In this case, I saved a poor girl from becoming your victim."

A seductive smirk rose over his lips. "My victim? Hmm?"

She just blinked in response.

"You have also become my victim, sweetheart. Didn't you?" Masab chortled, enjoying the sight of Andaleeb's shocking face over where their conversation was heading towards at this moment.

"Maybe that's the biggest flex of my life to become your victim. I found myself on this journey. I discovered a version of me which was so hidden all these years," she announced, truthfully.

Andaleeb stood up and then crossed the distance between them. Before Masab could even react, she placed her hands over his right shoulder before sitting on his lap. His love-filled gaze wandered over her gorgeous face.

"Do you know how it always hurts me when you talk about death? I don't know why you love death so much. Your every statement just revolves around it. You even risked your life to prove your love for me. What if...what if something serious would have happened to you? What would I have done? I was never at peace whenever I forced myself to hurt you. I only did it to strive to win a lost battle against your thriving love. But every time, I ended up hurting myself more. Maybe before me, there was no one in your life, and hence, you considered the gravity of your work and identity not serious. You didn't fear that. But now you have me, Masab. I want to live an eternity with you. Your life isn't that unimportant for me for you to sacrifice it in order to prove your love? I believe in your love. Now you have to fight for us. For our future and our relationship," she said, her forest green eyes becoming wet because of tears.

Masab stilled hearing this. Maybe it wasn't as easy as she was thinking. He encircled an arm around her waist and pulled her closer.

"You aren't going to cry, Andaleeb. I don't want to see tears in your eyes. When I have you, then I can fight against everything. I just need you. I want to relish in the feeling that you belong to only me and you love me," he asserted, pecking her temple.

Andaleeb scrunched her nose to not let her eyes spill the water. "I am yours. And I love you. Only you."

Instead of saying anything, he grabbed her hand and then put it over the left side of her chest. "It acts directly over here."

His smile grew deeper and cheekier as she also couldn't help but grin too. Andaleeb playfully hit over his shoulder.

"You are insane," she whispered.

Andaleeb tied her arms around his neck before attaching her lips to his. She closed her eyes, this time deepening their kiss herself to let him know that how much she was in love with him. Her lavender scent and sweet mouth were something Masab would never get tired of. This girl was all his, and only he had a right to touch her. It was something that gave him the happiness that he long yearned to get. Masab ran his hand over her spine, which got him rewarded with a moan from her, which definitely acted as a perfect melody for his ears.

Suddenly pulling away, she glanced back at the coffee table filled with the breakfast items. A red tinge appeared on her cheeks.

"We were supposed to have breakfast here," she uttered, in amusement.

"Do you think that in front of you, I would care for anything else at all?" He questioned back, sensually

She chuckled. "Well, when the stomach calls, nothing else comes into mind other than gobbling the food."

Masab left her off guard when he leaned forward and grabbed a piece of cherry from the plate. He brought the piece of fruit in front of her. Andaleeb wiggled her eye in question before she had to eat the cherry when he neared the distance. She chewed on the fruit diligently, feeling the change in the atmosphere around them, which occurred suddenly. The way his gaze devoured her made her heart tremble over a thin line. When did she start becoming so nervous around him?

"My turn," he mumbled before grabbing another red cherry and putting it in her mouth again. She was left awestruck when he closed his lips over her lips. Soon he made her open her mouth and kissed her with a heated intensity. Much time hadn't passed when she found him snatching the fruit from her and then eating it.

A smirk crossed her face at his action. Masab again captured her lips in a heated union. She loved adventures, she wanted to try new things and she loved to rebel. A life with this man promised everything that she wanted. No doubt that Andaleeb had fallen in love with him.

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After answering a call from his secretary about how to prepare for the meeting with a Chinese delegation, which was due tomorrow, Masab came back into the room. He stopped in his tracks, seeing Andaleeb standing on the opposite side of the mirror, trying to adjust her saree, which she had worn for the previous night. His eyes brightened at her sight and he walked up to her.

Her hands, which were tying the straps of her blouse, stopped at the last on,e, seeing his heated gaze over her figure.

"So beautiful" Masab said

He plopped his head over the crook of her neck as he tied the strap. His eyes never left her as he did the task, deliberately lingering there for a bit longer than needed.

"You are so gorgeous. I can't get enough of you," he whispered seductively as he brushed his hot lips over the sensitive and soft skin of her neck.

"Tell me one thing," she suddenly spoke before turning around and facing him.

He cupped her face as he nodded for her to continue.

"Do you have that strong belief in your love always that you anticipated me to love you back?" She inquired, folding her arms over her chest.

"If I have to be honest, that was my wish to live a happy life with you where you also love me. One of my dream you can say. Even making you believe in my love was such a hard task; that's a far-fetched thing," he answered truthfully.

She pulled her lower lip out. "So that must have appeared something out of the blue and surprising for you that a moment I was going to shoot you and the next one, I claimed that I love you."

He caressed her cheek. "It was. I won't lie."

"I want to have a future with you, Masab. A future where it's only you, me, and our happiness. No other hurdle would come in between us and we can love each other. I hope to lead such a life with you against all odds. I don't know if it's fine, right or wrong. But that's what I want," she stated.

His jaw clenched when he heard this but he didn't defy her. "Of course."

"So you are going to leave your stubbornness and come with me to any hospital to let your wound get checked by any doctor. I can't trust this at all. I need to get reassured regarding you. And you are going to hear me, Masab," she told him.

Again at this time, Masab couldn't reject her. Someone was getting worried for him, which was a very peculiar thing to know. And this someone wasn't ordinary. She was the girl he loved. His wife and his lover. For her, he even comes to embrace death.

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