While waiting for him to join her in the bed, Ishmal slightly dozed off. Today had been a very tiring day for her. But the excitement was beyond anything. She prepared dinner by her own hands and everyone praised her. Aqia had virtually become the same loving for her again. It didn't even seem like the same woman had said those harsh words to her a few weeks ago.

When she came back into the room with Haider, he had excused himself for a quick shower. Ishmal had laid down on the bed erratically and closed her eyes just to rest them but who knew, in a while her mind would flip.

She woke up to the feel of something strong and warm wrapped around her waist. Then a hot touch made goosebumps to rise on her neck. It was so tantalizing that she groaned in her sleep. Ishmal gradually looked back and found Haider closer to her on a very dangerous level.

He had possessively encircled her narrow stomach by his arms and the way his distracting fingers dug into her flesh made her breathless. Along with it, Haider had continued his sweet torture on her neck as well. Biting, nibbling, and sucking her delicate skin, he himself was getting mesmerized by her charming scent and softness. Unable to tolerate his manipulations, Ishmal shut her eyes tightly as a sigh left her mouth in pleasure.

This man always did this with her. He never gave her a moment to take a calm breath and totally captivated her by his allure.

Haider pushed away her dupatta from her neck and it landed on the mattress beside her. Sliding the corner of her shirt a bit, he exposed the creamy skin of her shoulder. Haider grunted at the sight.

"Such a thrilling sight," he whispered sensually and moved his lips over the bare area of her shoulder.

Ishmal shuddered because of the intensity. She had never found herself beautiful. But Haider's compliments always made her go over the edge that she seemed attractive to him.

Haider bit over the swell of her shoulder and then soothed the ache with a kiss.

"Haider..." She murmured, as her eyes were still closed.

He hovered above her and trapped her between his big figure and the mattress. Ishmal glanced back and it made her swallow thickly to find him shirtless and with that dark look in his eyes. His strong muscles were excruciating strength and power.

"I want you, Ishmal," he said in a husky voice which caused the little bit of sanity remaining in her to fly away.

Haider slammed his lips over her, kissing her with fervor. He placed his palm over her back; caressing it. He sucked the fleshy part of her lower lip and then made a way inside of her mouth, driving her completely insane with his amazing kiss. Moving his hand around, he nudged her shirt and brushed his fingers on her petite stomach without any barrier causing her to moan.

"So damn beautiful," he complimented, giving an unhurried look at her.

Ishmal blushed deeply. His appreciation would always make her shy like this. That was for sure.

Haider again kissed her lips and soon, they let themselves give away with the moment at present. He again claimed her body, heart, and soul as it belonged to him and let her do the same too.

Their moments together would never become boring for them anyway. It showed their love, passion, care, and affection for each other.

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In the morning, Haider had come up with a unique work for her. He had asked her to help her wear his shirt. Now as Ishmal had somehow managed to get the shirt over his shoulders and biceps, fastening the buttons seemed much more difficult than ever. The way he was looking at her, then his tempting masculine scent mixed with the fragrance of his after-shave lotion entered her nostrils, and lastly the feel of his warm skin against her fingers, it had completely made him dysfunctional.

Haider smirked seeing her struggling with this. He put his hand over her neck which made her stiffen. Slowly rubbing her nape, he had the full plan not to let her win today. Ishmal stared up at him as a shiver ran down her body at his touch.

"I am getting late, Ishmal," he told her, never stopping the work of his hand which reached her throat.

Ishmal licked her lips to bring the focus back to the task and somehow managed to close all the buttons.

"It's done," she mumbled quietly.

Haider grasped her hand and brought it near to his lips. He pecked her palm, his eyes never leaving her. He moved closer to her and rubbed his thumb on the hollow area in her neck. Soon his lips followed.

Ishmal's eyes widened realizing what he was up to. "Haider, what are you doing?"

He smiled darkly. "You are mine. Everyone should know. How much you make me crazy for you, Ishmal. It's absolutely insane."

Ishmal peeked at her reflection in the mirror and it caused all her blood to collect in her cheeks finding he got successful in doing what he wanted.

"You are too much," Ishmal giggled shyly.

Haider cupped the side of her neck and again kissed her passionately. It was true; she was making him go crazy. A fire of passion, desire, and love and he didn't mind getting burned in it. Because that was the real fun of this.

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After a few days, when Haider came back home, he noticed his siblings as usual busy in playing in the lounge. Right now, it was perhaps a game of ludo going on. Apart from them, Ishmal too now was included in the team. And he was pleasantly surprised to find her getting so mingled with his family. Right now, she was exclaiming that she had won again. The way she was laughing, looking genuinely happy and confident, it made him delighted the same way as well. He never liked the idea of a woman in his life and a wife ever since Nisha betrayed him, but this girl was indeed his relief and contentment.

When Ishmal saw him glancing at her without uttering a word but with a smile playing on his lips, she became timid again. But the pure relish coming out of Haider's eyes and smile made her get her composure back. He really loved her and there was no doubt in it.

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This was another night of pure passion which passed between them. More than desire, it was true love which was present between them. It was some part of midnight when she felt woke up naturally. She opened her sleepy eyes and found herself in Haider's arms.

Her back was towards him and he was holding her strongly by his thick arm surrounding her waist. Ishmal suddenly felt thirsty. She somehow came out of Haider's embrace and got up. Tucking her open hair over her tight shoulder, she glanced over the jug placed on the side table. She sighed finding it empty.

Picking up the jug, she got out of the room. The house was lightened up slightly by the moonlight and small bulbs. Ishmal made her way toward the kitchen to get the water.

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Haider woke up because of some loud noise. He abruptly sat up, his hands impulsively reached over his gun. The other side of the bed was empty. Where was Ishmal?

As he became aware of the surroundings when the sleep rubbed off his eyes, the sound became more voice-like. Very soon he comprehended it. They were indeed familiar. What had happened?

Soon the door of his room knocked. His hold over his gun tightened. He thought some thief might have broken into their house. Haider quickly got out of the bed and headed towards the closed door. As he opened it, his mother revealed it on the other side. Aqia had a scowl on her face and she was breathing heavily.

"Mom, you here? At this time?" He asked in confusion.

"I had to come, Haider," Aqia snarled in anger.

"Where is Ishmal? Why are you here, Mom? Can you tell me what happened?" He became annoyed.

"Come downstairs. You will get to know everything. I was telling you Haider that girl was cunning. She is characterless and only wanted to come back to you to save her black face slicking with sins," Aqia asserted.

Haider's jaw clenched. "Mom. What are you saying?"

"Don't you believe me?" Aqia challenged him. "Then come with me and see for yourself what that girl is up to. Which snake have you gotten back to our house to bite our dignity and prestige again."

"Mom, I don't know what are you saying. Where is Ishmal?" He shouted this time.

"In the darkness of the night, she was having a date with her boyfriend. Perhaps making plans to flee again which I made unsuccessful as I caught her red-handed talking to that guy," Aqia announced everything in one breath.

"What?" Haider clapped back.

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