Rubab's POV:

I gaped at the handcuffs in his hand. What was this minion of Satan up to now? I carefully sidestepped to avoid him as he casually threw the bag to a side and stepped towards me. Should I escape to the bathroom? No, he will definitely catch me before I can do that.

I knew he would be pissed about me ignoring him but I really needed time to process the embarrassing behaviour I had showed him the other day. At first, my mind was in a hazy state and everything was a blurry mess but then it hit me. Frankly speaking, I wanted to dig a hole and bury myself in it but I knew that wasn't a plausible option.

He had asked me talk it out again and again but I didn't know what to say. How could I explain my inappropriate lewd behaviour? I licked his hand and kissed him of my own accord for crying out loud! I even flirted with him as if I was seriously sexually frustrated. I really needed to find a hole to bury myself in. 

My subconscious had taken over me and I couldn't even blame Fahad because I had asked him to bring those meds. I had mixed up the syrups due to my fever. I had absentmindedly asked him to bring a syrup that was meant to 'ease' my nerves rather than my throat. This was so embarrassing.

I just didn't know how to face him. I had hoped it was a dream but the mark on my neck was clear evidence that it was as real as it could get. Should I pretend that I don't remember? But I have already ignored him for three days. He is not going to buy it at all. Just remembering what I did to him that day made my face burn up. The second hand embarrassment would kill me before anything else.

"Fahad, let's talk about this calmly." I muttered while eyeing the silver handcuffs in his hand. Why was he carrying those? Nothing good could come out of this man, holding handcuffs of all things. For some reason, they scared me more than when he carried a gun on him. 

"We would have talked but you ghosted me and declined all my calls. I think we are past that point, love." Fahad grinned at me but his eyes reflected anger. Should I really just run to the bathroom? And then what? Wait for nightfall so he can leave?

"Stop staring at the bathroom door. I won't let you get that far." I was lost in my own thoughts and didn't notice Fahad closing the gap between us. "Tell me, do you prefer the bed or the chair?" He grabbed my waist with one arm while eyeing the arm chair to my left. When I didn't reply, he sighed and pushed me back so that I fell right in the middle of my queen sized bed.

He didn't give me a chance to get up as his right knee dipped the bed near my waist while he placed the handcuffs down and grabbed my arms pinning them above my head with one hand. He undid two of his shirt buttons and huffed as he pushed the free strands of his hair, that had fallen on his forehead, back.

"Fahad, meri baat suno- (Fahad, listen to me)" I yelped when he cuffed my hands with the headboard of the bed effortlessly. He then cracked his neck left and right before looking down at me with a sinister look on his face. 

"Sun raha hun, begum, bolti jao. (I am listening, my dear wife, keep speaking.)" He looked at me expectantly.

"I don't know why you are doing this." He raised his eyebrow at me but didn't say a word at first. "I, uh, don't remember what happened that day so if I did something to annoy you-"

"Oh? You don't remember anything?" Fahad halted whatever he was doing completely. I slowly nodded and tried my best to maintain an expressionless face. "So you don't remember giving me a handjob?"

"What?! I never did that! All I did was kiss and-" I paused and looked into his sparkling sinister eyes. I then realized what he had done. It was a test and I had failed it before it had even started. I had played right into his hand.

"Oh so you do remember then but maybe not that vividly so let me jog your memory. You hugged me like this." Fahad leaned down and embraced me tightly. "You felt my heartbeat like this." Fahad placed his head on my chest and I felt my toes curl when I felt his head rub over my bathrobe. "You then pushed me on a couch and straddled me, kissing me like this." Fahad's lips crashed with mine while his tongue completely entwined with mine. He dominated the kiss making me breathless. "And then-"

"Alright, alright I remember! Please stop. It's embarrassing." I turned my face away but he grabbed my chin with his thumb and index finger and made me look at him.

"It was embarrassing for you but it's not enough for me. I held back that day because you weren't in your senses and I needed your consent. The bite was to make you behave but it's different today." Fahad spoke powerfully as he undid the rest of the buttons and casted his shirt aside. "You started it but I will be the one to end it."

I felt my stomach twist in knots. A part of me didn't want this. It was too sudden and sort off scary but a major part of me craved his touch since that day. I didn't want to admit it, I blamed it on the syrup but I felt my body shudder in anticipation at his touch. My mind was conflicted. What we were doing wasn't wrong but I just didn't know what I wanted.

"What's wrong? Did your bravery from that day wither away along with the influence of the medicine?" Fahad's teeth grazed against my jaw causing my back to arch. "As much as I want to, but don't worry, I won't take you right now. Technically it won't be wrong to do that either since it's legal but I will push that off till the rukhsati. However, I plan to do every single thing apart from that so brace yourself."

Fahad grabbed the edges of my robe which made me snap out of it. I was about to stop him despite the tingling sensation in my stomach but then remembered that he had cuffed me to the bed. I pulled on them and then hissed at him.

"Oh, I was wondering why you hadn't reacted yet. So you were still processing the situation. You are really cute, begum." Fahad kissed my cheek, stunning me with his shamelessness. "Anytime you want me to stop, I will. If I had wanted to take advantage of you, I would have done it that day. I am not going to force this on you. But I  should let you know, I am quite rough. No need to be alarmed though, I will make you want this. Just incase, how about we decide a safe word?"

I slowly took in his words. I was scared but at the same time, I was trembling from the excitement of what might come. The events of that day were haunting me too. In a good and bad way. I could feel his body heat against mine for the next three days. The bite he had left throbbed at times and caught me off guard.

I looked at him skeptically. I wasn't entirely against this but there is no way I was about to tell him that to soothe his ego even more. He assured me that he won't do anything forcefully so that was a relief but a part of me was still scared of trying this out. Then again, as he said, I had already started this entire ordeal. "A safe word?" I repeated his words.

The way Fahad's eyes glimmered at those three words made my heart skip a beat. He was smiling from ear to ear as he straddled me without crushing me with his weight. The way he was sitting made me observe his body properly. His thighs were really toned. I thought he was on the thin side but I was wrong. He was lean in a hot way. There was no way I was going to tell him that though. I didn't want my eyes to linger on his body for any longer but I was seeing it for the first time and somehow lost track of time.

"You can stare at it for as long as you want, it is yours to begin with. Take your time, I can wait." Fahad grinned at me and I instantly stopped semi-appreciating his wheat-ish complexion and toned abs. As a doctor, I was used to seeing bodies of both genders but it was rare to come across something so perfectly chiseled. When I turned away, he let out a low laugh before he started teasing me again.

"How about 'time-out' for now? You can say that whenever you want me to stop? Though I doubt a time like that would come." Fahad replied causing me to look up at him in surprise. I could feel my cheeks burning up again so I looked away. "What are you thinking about? Hm, Rubab?" Fahad inquired as he leaned down to look at me intensely. He held my chin in between the index finger and thumb of his right hand and forced me to make eye contact with him. "When you are with me, the only thing on your mind should be me."

"I wasn't thinking about anything." I barely got out the words and then left out a breathy sigh. This entire scenario was messing with my head.

"Oh? Not going to come clean, huh? Fair enough. I will take care of this too." He didn't give me the time to respond as he ripped open my bathrobe causing me to flinch in surprise. I realized that I really wasn't ready for it and wanted to talk it out before doing this. I wanted to clear out some ambiguities and misunderstandings before advancing to the next level. It just didn't sit right with me. Fortunately, I was wearing a bra so my breasts weren't on complete display but Fahad let out quite a displeased sigh. "As always black looks good on you but this time, I need to rip it off." 

"Time out!" I yelped out causing Fahad to halt in his movement entirely. He frowned before slowly backing off.

"This soon? I haven't even gotten past the first obstacle." Fahad almost whined but then he held my eyes for a minute. Sighing, he slowly got off me and sat on the bed so that his back was facing my body. He breathed in a few times as if he was calming himself down. He leaned down to pick up his discarded shirt. "I will stay true to my word. I promised to stop the moment you said so and I meant it. Although, I am desperate to make you mine but with your permission. Did I scare you?"

"A little, yes. It just caught me off guard. I am not mentally ready for this." I replied in a whisper and Fahad nodded before he got up and fetched his bag again. He took out a peculiar pair of keys from the bag which I assume opened the handcuffs.   

"I will stop here for today then." He then twisted the keys in a tiny hole on the handcuffs which unlocked them. He put them aside and then held up my wrists, observing the minor swelling that had occurred around them when I had struggled against the cuffs. I shuddered when I felt his lips on my skin but I didn't let it show on my face. Or I thought I didn't but the way Fahad's eyes burned into me, I could tell, he knew.   

"You are making this really hard for me Rubab. Do you even know what kind of seductive face you are making right now? I just want to-" There was a knock on the door. Fahad seemed unfazed as he continued to graze his teeth lightly over my skin. I knew he had locked it but I was still petrified.

"Rubab, khana kab lagaoun apke aur Fahad beetay ke liye? (Rubab, when should I set the food on the table for you and Fahad?)" Parveen apa spoke and I held back my voice as Fahad licked over the red area causing tingles to erupt all over my body. I gave him a warning glare but he only smiled against my skin in response. Fahad seemed completely deaf to Parveen Apa's voice. He wanted me to decide what to say. 

"Rubab? Theek tou ho ap? (Are you alright?)" Parveen apa questioned again causing me to come back to reality. He retreated completely from my body and winked. I slowly regained my composure though heart felt like it could jump out at any moment thanks to his touch. 

Once I had replied to Parveen Apa that she should start setting up the food and we will be down in ten minutes and she left, Fahad finally spoke up.

"I told you, I would make you want it. Come on, begum, let's go eat. This is just the beginning."