Mine To Be Called ✓

~~•Eighty one•~~

"Hmm. I trust you," she whispered, still clinging onto his shoulders as her last refuge.

He pushed her against the nearest wall of the pool and then captured her lips in a soft kiss, his hands now roaming all over her skin. Andaleeb's frightened gasps were soon replaced by moans as his kiss became consuming, and his touch elicited all her nerve endings.

"You will only remember this now. Mu touch, my kiss, and our special moment together. Next time, whenever you encounter water, you will only recall this passion-filled moment of ours. Your fear will not be here anymore, and I can pledge to any name for that," he snarled, almost sounding angry yet persistent.

His fingers played with the spaghetti strap of her camisole as he slowly dropped it from her shoulder, revealing her creamy and soft skin. He peppered kisses over her jaw, neck, and throat, biting, sucking, and nibbling over her flesh, driving her over the edge.

He bridged even the smallest distance between them by pushing himself nearer to her. Masab grasped her both legs and folded them around his waist as his mouth never left hers. And maybe he said right that she would always link water with his passion-filled moment of theirs because Soon Andaleeb was panting for him in the most sensual way possible. She forgot everything else and just focused on how their intimacy was evoking fire in this cold water which was driving both of them insane.

However, her mind failed to register why he was turning her fears into an experience she would get with him.

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Things hadn't ended here, surely, and they spent the next five days of their honeymoon doing other daring things. One day, he took her into a self-defense class, and even though in university, Andaleeb had taken a few workshops on it, however, the skills that were taught here were out of the world.

And the fun part was the fact that Masab himself was teaching her these skills. When she asked him why suddenly he wanted her to learn self-defense, he gave a very neutral answer.

"I want you to stand up for yourself in the most daring way possible. I want everyone to take a lesson to not mess up with you in the future," he answered, with a small smile.

She pouted. This time, she was in a black gym suit, and Masab was also matching with her black dress. "But you are here with me. Why do I need to learn all this?"

He tugged a wandering strand of hair behind her ear. "Because I want my wife to not rely on anything and anyone else. If something happens, I want you to land one or two punches on some bastard's face. I want you to take a stand for yourself."

She huffed but then cheekily grinned. "I am not at all understanding you, but okay, let's see. It seems fun to learn self-defense with you."

And maybe it was really fun. Masab had booked a special place and time for her in the gym where only he would be present to teach her. She didn't know how he maintained the privacy but he had made sure that only the two of them would be here with no one to disturb them.

He brought both his fists up, and seeing him, she did the same too. "Okay, first you have to take a deep breath and focus your eyes. Your whole body should be alerted and in synchrony. Take this as I am going to attack you and you will try your best to fight me. I won't mind any punches. Try your best. Come on."

He marched towards her and here Andaleeb's breath quickened seeing him approaching her. His eyes became feral and this was the first time that she feared him a bit. He landed his arm around her waist and pulled her forward, squeezing her by gripping her chest and neck. She exhaled through her nose and then used her elbow to land a punch over his stomach. He groaned slightly.

"That was really good," he praised. "Now try to come out of my hold."

He made both of them drop over the floor and he himself rolled on top of her. He held her arms and pushed them above her head. She withered in his hold and then rolled her eyes.

"Now don't blame me for getting affected by the way you are looking at me and holding me, rendering me susceptible. I want to do nothing but press my lips against yours," she mumbled, chucking a bit.

A soft expression crossed his eyes before he laughed, nudging her nose tip. "You are crazy."

"You made me crazy. I can't believe that I fell in love with my kidnapper," she argued.

"Take me as your kidnapper then. Fight me," he rasped before moving his fingers over the hem of her shirt. "Stop me from doing that."

Andaleeb inhaled a deep breath before catching his wrist and bringing it near her near her mouth before biting hard over it. Masab hissed at this, and the next moment, he glimpsed at his wrist where the red mark of her teeth was visible.

He glimpsed appreciably at her. "That was so powerful. I am impressed by your trick. It will give you plenty of time to move away."

She folded her arms around his neck. "Thank you, but now I am practically starving. I want to eat something."

He shifted off her and then put his palm in front of her which she took with a smile.

"With this many skills in the beginning, you will soon learn how to defend yourself against anyone," he confided, feeling assured by the training he did with her four these past two days, which almost every ended them being winded up in a heated kiss but it was bringing fruit for Masab for sure.

"Well, I took self-defense classes back in university. By the way, why are you keen on making me learn it all of a sudden?" She inquired, linking her arm with his.

"Not any particular reason. One should know these basic skills in my opinion. And this thought just crossed my mind a few days ago, so I thought, why not try it here when we both have time for each other," he explained, the matter of fact.

Andaleeb nodded. "That's understandable. Now can we please go anywhere to eat something?"

He pinched her nose. "Of course. Let's go."

They moved ahead, her arm still linked to his when she suddenly got a call from someone. She took it out of her pocket and looked at the screen. Seeing the number made her eyebrows wrinkled.

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