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   Shehnaaz walks out of washroom pulling towel out of her wet hair and flip her hair. She flinched seeing Sidharth through mirror, sitting on edge of her bed. She immediately turned her body and pressed her back against dresser, her heart beating rapidly because she actually got scared of him being here out of nowhere. When did he get inside? She wondered. He wasn't looking at her but has phone against his ear with serious expressions. He listens as person on other side of phone talk

   She scoot to walk back inside washroom. More like hide there. He lift his hand and gestures her to stay before meeting his dark eyes with her. She gulped not moving from her place and lower her gaze

    She noticed he has taken shower as well. Obviously, they all got sweaty after game. He was now dressed in his usual dark black suit, neatly fitted and ironed. Buttons done, tie done. His hair styled perfectly with gel. His musky and expensive fragrance has made it's way to every single corner of her room. Nesting in them, making their home. His scent brings back all memories of misery he has given her. Her tinny fists grabbed edge of dresser tightly as she recalls

"I'll call you back." He ends call before getting up from bed which caused her to flinched slightly

"No welcome back." He acted sad with smirk taking in her scared state. Everyone is same in front of her and she's no different, he has given her every reason to be sacred of him. It doesn't bother him much as long as she's his, the more he gets closer the more she pressed herself against dresser. She knows there's no way out still she tries "Aren't you happy seeing me back?" He cupped her face. His touch rise goosebumps on her skin. Every time it happens and she's sure her body would react same to every man's touch. He's no special

"No I'm not happy and it's not like you care about what makes me happy." She said honestly

   He smiled but his grip tightens around her face that tells her he didn't like her answer. Sidharth was trying to be soft and gentle to her but she makes him act this way with her replies and actions. She looked away from him as his dark gaze bothers her. It gives her chills. He dig his fingers in hallow of her cheeks causing her lips to curve in pout as he pulled her face closer, forced her back to look him in eye

"Who are you to me?"

    He looked in her eyes who's she to him? She balled her fist and refuse to give him answer he wants. She gasped when he lifts her on dresser and forced her thighs apart to gets between them. She glares at him and tries to use her hand to push him, he pinned them above her head

"If you still have pride left in you to not answer that. Let me do it for you, you are mistress of mine. Mistress and what they do? They dress nicely and wait for their man with smiles on faces so he could come and fuck them in return of favours. The favour I have done on you is that I have showed mercy on your fucking loved ones."

"If you kept on giving me this attitude. You won't like my ways of taking what I want." He threatened looking dead in her eyes those were in tears. Sure he hates her in tears now but if her behaviour won't change. He won't care

"I-I really hate you."

"As long as you are fucking mine. I'll endure your hate and anger for me."

"W-what if you don't like me anymore?" Maybe she would have her freedom, she can see that coming from man like him. Rich spoiled man like him often gets bored easily "Phir mujhe jane doge na." In hopes of that she might survive his cruel world

    He couldn't help but laugh, letting her go with hands settling on either side of her body on dresser, beside her thighs and forehead on her shoulder as he laughed at her naiveness. Sidharth finds this extremely funny as he is obsessed with her. She made him feel things he has never before. If she thinks she's ever escaping him it's funny to him. So damn funny. She feels embarrassed and humiliated by his laugh

"There would be no leaving. We are forever sweetheart."

   He placed gentle kiss on her shoulder, his lips trailed a path of warmth up from her shoulder, sending shivers down her spine. Each kiss was a promise of more to come, igniting a fire within her. She tried to resist but she's no match to his strength,  her heart racing. With each tender touch of his lips, she felt like surrendering to the sensations but she stood on her ground and tried not to get lost in the intoxicating rhythm of his movements. His kisses grew more urgent, more demanding, as if unable to quell the hunger building within him

   She let out a soft gasp as his lips reached the curve of her neck, his breath hot against her skin. Every touch was electric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her veins which she doesn't want. Not from him, she dig her nails in his shoulder which weren't of much use

"Why don't you more behave like your body." He husked out grabbing her face to lock his eyes with her

"It will react same to other man's touch."

"Guess what, you will never be able to know." He spoke possessively

    In a moment of intense passion, he pulled her even more  close, his hands gripping her waist possessively. With a hunger that bordered on desperation, he claimed her lips in a possessive kiss, his mouth molding to hers as if declaring her as his own

   His kiss was a declaration of ownership, a fierce assertion of his desire for her. Every brush of his lips against hers was possessive, demanding, as if he couldn't bear the thought of anyone else tasting her sweetness. She have no option but to surrender herself to the intensity of his kiss. In that moment, she belonged to him completely, consumed by the fire of his passion. he pressed her against the dresser, his hands exploring her curves as their kiss deepened

   She was out of breath. That made her hit his chest repeatedly with her tinny fists. He finally pulled back with smug smirk letting her breath, she glares getting off dresser and tried walking but he held her hand, pulling her against his chest. Her back collide against his hard chest. Must be gym guy, she clears her throat struggling to free herself. He wrapped both arms around her waist and buried face in her neck. Back hugging her

"Mujhe school ke kaam hain."

    One way of saying fuck off he inhale her scent. Her coco body wash and vanilla flavour shampoo filled in his nose so fucking addicting, when he lose his grip around her. She breaks free not before giving him side eye. He watches her with deep breath as she gathered her stuff from drawer and sits down on bed completely ignoring his presence as she busy herself in her school work. She totally ignores and tried not to be bothered by him taking of his coat but she wonders why he's taking it off. Nervousness in her grew, she kept her eyes on bundle of test papers of grade 7 which she has to check why isn't he leaving already!

   He lay his coat on sofa and lose his tie. Followed by undoing his cuffs to rolls sleeves up. He kept his intense gaze on Shehnaaz to make her more nervous. She might act like she's not paying attention but he knows she's freaking out from inside and it excites him more

    She glanced at him for brief seconds when bed dipped on other side. She acted normal and went along, he grabbed for random test paper, she didn't stop him as long as he keeps his mouth shut and hands to himself, Sidharth read paper of 7th grade student and chuckle left his mouth. Who's founder of  Pakistan was question and this kid had written gabool. That cracked him up, Shehnaaz looked at him with is he okay look

"Your students are dumb as fuck." He commented. She was offended

"At least they have manners." She answered to his comment without looking at him. He decided to let her have this since he really is mannerless and there was no lie

"They have taken after you." He teased how dare he. She turned her head to glare meanwhile he was still reading paper "Jesi unki teacher wese student." He added, he glanced to see her sullen expressions and she has stoped checking. Aww is she upset, she looks really cute while making that pout. Does she even know her lips curved in pout when she's upset. He bring his hand to pinch her cheeks. She pulled away not giving him chance to do that

"I was joking." He was not normally he wouldn't care if someone gets offended by his joke but she has been doing good these days and this is least he could do for her

"M-mere sath mazak na kiya karen." She said

"Toh kiske sath karu I have no one else." He acted like those innocent people should have been actor

"You have fiancé so go and joke with her." She reminds him. He should go and make jokes with her since she's his mistress only and her job is to just sleep with him

"I like you more." He shamelessly said pulling her closer by arm. She gasped slapping his arm he chuckled wrapping arms tightly around her, she dig her teeth in his arm and bite him when she pulls back with satisfaction of causing him some pain. He just looked at her with smirk argh this man

"Now my turn." He smirked. She wide her eyes trying to crawl away. He pulled her back by her leg with chuckle

"No!"
"Sorry!"
"Galti se krdiya!"
"I-I'm sorry!"

  He pinned her down on bed with his body hovering her. Her both wrist over her head pinned by his one hand. She was out of breath with her chest falling up and down. He locked eyes with her in intense eye-contact

"Ready?" He smirked mischievously. She shook her head being scared, he took advantage of her fear "I won't bite if you kiss me on both cheeks." He offered deal this easy

"T-theek hai pass ayen." She agreed and he came closer. She slightly lifts herself and placed gentle kiss on his right check. To him this was better than all things in world he has done. He gave her his another side of cheek and she kissed there as well so adorable

"Bas na uthen." She nudge him with her body

"You are literally rubbing against me if I get tempted don't blame me later." He whispered in warning. She wide her eyes. Her cheeks grew red at his words

"M-mene kab!"

     She scoot away immediately when he let go of her. She watches him going back to sitting leaning against hardboard with smirk. What a jerk, she mentally scoffed. He pulled out his phone and start doing something on it why isn't he leaving? She clears her throat preparing herself to ask. She's expecting answers like this is also my house, he glanced at her who was debating with herself in her mind over something

"If you are going to make dinner. Make rice." Isn't he being too demanding! She's not his wife to cook him warm meals and feed him. She glares at him while getting down from bed

"Apke ghar mein khana nahi banta?" She asked sarcastically

"Aren't you also my home meri jaan?" He gave her sweet smile. How dare he flirts. She decided to not pay much attention to him anymore "I'm sleeping here tonight." She snapped head at him

"Lekin kyun!"

"I missed you." He's so lame "If I leave I'll miss you even more so why not just sleep here with you. Also I have few business trips coming up that means I'll miss you alot more." She looked at him disbelief. Doesn't he feel any shame for keep on spitting lies like that

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   Shehnaaz placed plate of rice and daal in front of him normally. She doesn't care if rich him won't eat food like this but she does so she will cook. It's his fault for not liking it and she won't be cooking anything else. He put spoon in daal before putting it in mouth. He looked at her who narrowed her eyes before he sallows down daal

"Kya?" She asked

"I though you knew how to cook." How dare he?! She balled her fist and grabbed his plate "I was joking." He chuckle stopping her from leaving by holding her arm

"It's not bad." She tried to leave again "Fine fine, it's good. Really good." He admit, she kept his plate back with thud

   She was still glaring at him when her door bell ring, she went to answer door. Opening door there was Aryaan and amna  both standing umm why are they here? She was about to ask when they invites themselves inside. Sidharth looked at his brother with not again he's so done with them. They are pain in ass material including zain. Coming here is only sukoon time for him and they are ready to ruin this as well for him

"Get out." He ordered

"Kyunn." Aryaan whine

"Bhaijaan hum toh Shehnaaz se milne aye the ap yahan kya kar rahe ho?" Amna asked he wants to throw her to dogs

"Tumhe Shehnaaz se kyun milna hai you don't even know her." Sidharth glares at her while standing up from dinning table before they could even utter more words he grab them both and shove them out of apartment

"Dubara mujhe yahan dekhe toh acha nahi hoga." He warned them both. Amna looked at him like ab hu dekh beta ab hu dekh meanwhile Aryaan pouts rubbing his arm like puppy

"Don't you live in penthouse chaudhary?"

   Mrs rahseedi walks out of her house dressed for dinner date with her husband who was closing door behind. She looked at him standing by door of her neighbour kicking his brother and cousin out. Mr rasheedi pulled his wife's hand and takes her away from there not letting her ask anything else because he knows why when he gets inside elevator he looked at his confuse wife

"She's his mistress." He told his wife shoving hands in his pocket. Mrs rahseedi looks shock

"But she looks so naive and-I think you are mistaken."

"Chaudhary is no ordinary man. He's gang leader which not many know and if he wants something he gets, I hope that answers your questions." He husband explained

"Forced relationships never works."

"We worked, it doesn't matter how it starts what matter is where it's going." He kissed her forehead. She nodded softly understanding and pitying her cute neighbour