"I am yours, Masab. Love me like there's no tomorrow," she stated, a matter of fact.
In these dark surroundings but with the only light from the fireworks and the moon, she could feel the abrupt tension that occupied his expression when she said that. Masab paused their kiss and then plopped his hands over her neck, breathing heavily.
"You are indeed mine. Only mine. I'll love you really like I've just got this night and no tomorrow," he rasped, once again claiming her lips for a deep kiss.
His hand reached over to her back as he hooked his fingers in the laces of her blouse which once again made her tumble over the edge. The craze reached the level of insanity as she couldn't ponder upon the hidden meaning behind what he said.
He got up and then lifted her in his arms before walking them toward the mattress that he had arranged for tonight. Placing her diligently over the soft mattress, he soon hovered on top of her, their lips once again mingling for a heated kiss. Andaleeb folded her arms around his neck as they found pleasure in each other's familiar taste and breaths.
Soon, the night saw the perfect union of their bodies in this out-of-world atmosphere of this place. They became one from all mean, and that night once again made Andaleeb realize how much she was head over heels in love with this man.
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••|A Few Days Later|••
Every time she thought back about their honeymoon spent in Scotland, it rejoiced her altogether from head to toe. She couldn't even understand how could she fall so much in love with Masab that even after the honeymoon phase of their marriage, she was still so smitten by this man. She often found herself smiling to herself whenever a thought regarding him crossed her mind.
The life was going on so well for her. The days would be spent in pure bliss, and the nights would be passionate. She couldn't wish for more happiness than this. But she couldn't even realize what storm this silence would bring for her.
Masab's family was becoming nice to her with each passing day. One exception was definitely of his father, who wasn't very welcoming of her, but it seemed like he was only bearing her for his son's sake. That would be true that Masab must have appeased him for this marriage by bringing the contract. And now, suddenly realizing that this was false, he really loved her, and bringing that deal only to get both their fathers to agree to their union would be irksome for him. And the other was Hoorain who after that slap stopped messing up with her, but Andaleeb knew her disdain for her enough. However, she didn't care for anyone at all. She had her husband's love and support. He would fight against this world for her. And that was all that she needed.
Just a day ago, Masab had informed her that he had to leave for Islamabad for a project the next morning. And Andaleeb couldn't even realize why was she becoming so sensitive and touchy over this. He had to come back in a week but still, her heart wasn't coming at peace at all. A sadness was lurking in her insides, and she didn't know the reason.
This morning as she saw him getting ready for his flight, she found her heart clenching.
Andaleeb handed him over his wrist. "Do inform me once you reach. And you have to call me daily. Okay?"
Masab grinned, pecking her cheek. "Anything else, my love?"
Wetness occupied her eyes like always when he said my love but she blinked it to keep it at bay. "Sometimes you have to video call me as well."
He nodded, thoughtfully. "Anything else?"
She bit her lower lip. "Good morning messages in the morning and good night messages in the night. Regularly."
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Mine To Be Called ✓
RomanceWearing that bridal dress again is a disaster for her because of the crippling guilt. He asks her to wear her nikkah dress if she wishes to meet her parents. Perhaps he is looking out to make a point to them that now she was his. He enters the room...
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