Too fragile for the beast

Chapter 22

She folded the cloth and stood up from there. When her eyes landed on my half naked body she averted her gaze instantly mumbling a soft "astagfirullah" ( I seek forgiveness in god). Smiling at her innocence I changed into a dark blue t shirt and a pants.

I sat on the bed and watched her. She took a pillow and strode towards the sofa. Placing the pillow on it she sat on the sofa making herself comfortable to sleep.

"What are you doing" I asked her firmly.

"I am going to sleep" She said not meeting my eyes.

"I thought you are going to cook" I said mockingly and in return I got a glare from her.

"Come to the bed and sleep" I said as I stood up on my legs. And she pretended like she did hear me and laid down and closed her eyes.

"I don't like to repeat myself. I said come to the bed and sleep" I rose the volume which made her to open her eyes.

"I am comfortable here".  She said nervously.

"But I am not comfortable without you on the bed" I said and a whirlwind of emotions flashed in her expressions.

I waited for her to come but she, instead turned the other side and covered herself with the shawl which she used as a prayer mat.

"This girl loves to test my temper". Uttering myself I reached her in a second and lifted her up from the sofa in my arms. She squealed in my arms not  expecting the action and wrapped her arms around my neck to prevent her self from falling.

"What are you doing? Put me down". She shouted in my arms wriggling. I carried her to the bed and made her lay down gently. She sat up abruptly securing her shawl over her head.

"What do you think of yourself? Aah? Don't you dare to touch me again". She seethed pointing her index finger towards me.

I snatched the her finger in my hand and she tried to pull it out of my grip immediately but I didn't let go.

"I think you are forgetting something Shafiyya Arsh Akthar" I said placing a smile on my lips and she pulled her finger successfully out of my grip.

"Let me remember you something. We are married and I am your husband now, which means I have all the rights on you, on your body, soul, your heart. Everything belongs to me now. I can touch you or do whatever with you" I said in a menacing way as I sat beside her on the bed. She scooted her self to the headboard to avoid the closeness.

"I will always be Shafiyya Sulaiman till the end of my life. And for your kind information, let me remember you something that you already forgot". She stressed the last sentence as she spoke, trying to make me understand. "You forcefully married me. You can only take my body. I have never seen a heartless man like you and my heart and love will never belong to a heartless monster like you". Her face was all red with anger when she retorted back. What she said ignited the flame inside me and to my surprise I didn't expected her to be this furious. Her fear was hidden behind those fluffy eyes which was throwing daggers at me. I am enjoying her vulnerable state. Her throbbing mouth which was ready to attack me with the hatred she has on me got my attention as I made myself comfortable on the bed in the sitting position facing her shivering form.

"My heart is telling to punish this" I said to her signaling her lips with my brows. "For talking to me like that. And talk to me like that again I know how to shut this pretty mouth of yours with my own". I said in a dangerous tone which made her seal her lips to gather and lowered her gaze down avoiding my stare. Few strands of her hair was dancing over her face hiding her ocean eyes. I traced the strands with my finger and tugged it behind her ear which made her flinch and scooted herself more to the other side.

"Let's sleep". I said jogging to the other side of the bed and laid down.

"I am not sleeping with you on the same bed" she said and was about to stand up but before that I pulled her wrist and she ended up on me. Pulling her closer to my chest I wrapped my arms around her securing between them. Her head rested on my chest making my heart beat to run a marathon.

"Let go, you shaitan".  ( an evil spirit) she wriggled to get herself free from me.

"I am tired. Stop wriggling and sleep". I said inhaling her lily scent and closing my eyes. But she wriggled vigorously.

"You are turning me on. If you keep wriggling like that then I won't be responsible for my behaviors, baby". I said still my eyes closed. Hearing me she calmed down and stopped moving.

"Let go of me. I can't sleep like this" She pleaded in her a low voice. Her hot breath was fanning on my chest making my heart warm.

"You will get used to it baby. Close your eyes and sleep" I said looking at her face which was as red as tomato.

"Don't babe me".

"Okay baby. Now sleep". Uttering something to herself she gave up on her. And just like that sleep engulfed me she in my arms. The place where she belongs forever.

To be continued •••