Aanya:

I woke up from my nap only to find Hussein sleeping on my boobs, again. His mouth was slightly open and he was snoring lightly.

Why does he always end up on my boobs? I wondered while playing with his hair.

"Because they are comfortable and softer than my pillow." He spoke suddenly.

"Gosh, you startled me. But you can't sleep on my boobs like that." I scolded him.

He hummed but squeezed my boobs making me yelp in pain and pleasure.

"Hussein!!" I scolded him and he just chuckled.

"What? They're squishy. I like squeezing them." He said and squeezed them again as if they're oranges.

Eww. What's wrong with me? Oranges..? Seriously?!

"St..stop." I tried to be serious but it came out as a moan. But fortunately he stopped.

He raised his head and looked at me. I'm sure I looked like a tomato. He caressed my cheek. I resisted the urge to lean into his hand.

"I get fucking turn on when I see you blush like this specially if I'm the reason behind your blush. And I certainly know how to make you blush." He said and winked at me making the butterflies to erupt in my stomach.

"You're such a pervert." I said trying to hide the smile on my lips.

"Yeah and this pervert is all yours." He said giving me a sheepish smile.

And there he goes. He surely knows how to make my heart flutter. I smiled at him.

"Okay. Stop being so cheesy mister. And move now, I need to get ready for our first date." I said while struggling to get out of his grip.

"Oh, someone is excited to go on a date with me." He said.

"Please. I'm just going with you because I want to see London. That's all and you don't have boast your ego." I said rolling my eyes at him.

But in reality, I was very excited to go out with him. I wanted to spend more and more time with him. I don't know why but I just want him to stay in my sight.

"Yeah, whatever you say." He replied.

He set me free from his death grip. I went into the washroom and got freshen up. When I came outside I saw that Hussein was still on the bed. I scowled at him.

"What are you still doing here?" I questioned him.

"Me? Nothing." He replied.

"Hussein, you need to get out of the room." I told him.

"What? Why?" He questioned turning towards me.

"What do you mean by why? I need to change." I told him.

"Okay, you can change. It's not like I'm stopping you to do it." He said nonchalantly.

"Seriously?! I can't change infront of you. So please leave." I said showing him the door.

"No thank you, I'm fine here. I don't mind if you change infront of me." He said and laid down.

"Argh.. Hussein." I yelled at him in frustration.

"Okay, okay. I'm leaving." He said chuckling at me.

"By the way, the offer still stands you know." He said while opening the door.

"Out." I said and slammed the door at his face.

Gosh. This guy is getting on my nerves. He is such a pervert. Ufff. Aanya you married a pervert.

I quickly made my way to the closet and started to look for a pretty dress. Since Hussein didn't tell where we are going it's kinda difficult to decide what to wear.

Finally after a lot of thinking I decided to go with Palazzo and long kurti. It didn't show my skin but hugged my body as a second skin.

I applied a very little makeup but applied a red shade lipstick. I'm huge fan of lipsticks and kajal. And as for makeup I can't even apply the foundation properly and also makeup doesn't suit me as I have very sensitive skin.

I was done after braiding my hair. I gave myself a last glance in the mirror to make sure I looked good. Usually, I'm not someone who cares about my appearance but today, I want to look good. I want to look good for Hussein.

I smiled at myself. The girl staring back at me looked very different yet very beautiful. She is glowing with happiness. Everything is going so well as if it's a dream. And I desparately hope that this is not a dream and this happiness is for real and continues like this.

I went outside the room in search of Hussein. I saw that it's already 7:30. I hope that I didn't take a lot of time to get ready.

I went down searching for Hussein, but he was nowhere to be found. Suddenly I felt very thirsty, so I poured a glass of water for myself. I was drinking the water when I heard someone cleared their throat.

I immediately turned around and saw that Hussein was standing there, looking like a Greek god. He looked very hot in the black suit.

Aanya. Stop staring, girl.

I quickly composed myself. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and looked at him. He was staring at me. And he was not even blinking his eyes. His mouth was slightly open and he slowly moved his gaze down.

My mouth formed into an O when I realised that he was also checking me out just like I did to him. I giggled internally at the thought that we both were equally attracted to each other and have the same effect on each other.

I cleared my throat bringing him out of his trance. He immediately closed his mouth and looked at me. And suddenly I found him standing very close to me. He cupped my cheek and slowly caressed it.

"You look amazing. So beautiful." He said.

I felt my heart picking up it's pace as I continued looking into his eyes. I wonder if his heart is also beating at the same pace.

"Thank you. You don't look bad yourself." I replied shyly.

He chuckled at me and moved a strand of hair behind my ear. Since I was looking at my feet as if I was seeing them for the first time, Hussein gently raised my chin and made me to look at him.

"You look ten times more beautiful when you blush, heart." He whispered as if he didn't want me to hear those words.

After kissing my forehead, he grabbed my hand and moved towards the door. When we stepped out of the house, I saw a car was already parked and there was no driver.

"Are you driving tonight?" I questioned Hussein.

"Yes. I don't want anyone to disturb us." He replied and opened the door for me.

Ahh. Such a gentleman.

He quickly came to his side and climbed into the car. He looked at me before starting the car. I nodded at him to go and he started to drive.

A comfortable silence spread between us. I was looking outside the window and enjoying the view. This is my first time going out in London. And I was pretty much enjoying it. I looked at Hussein and saw that his complete concentration was on the road.

I desperately wanted to know where we were going but I know that Hussein is very stubborn and he will not reveal it. From his attire I can tell that we are going to a place where everything screamed money.

Obviously, it's not a big deal for Hussein. But for me it is. I feel so out of the place. It's so difficult to get used to the fact that my husband is a billionaire.

My husband. I smiled at the thought.

After what felt like hours but in reality it just took us half an hour, we stopped near an Indian restaurant. I was about to open the door when Hussein stopped me.

He stepped out and came to my side and opened the door for me. I mumbled a quick thank you after stepping out. He placed his hand on the small of my back and gently pushed me urging me to walk with him.

As soon as we stepped in, I couldn't help but gasp at the lavish interiors of the restaurant. Never in my life I have seen something so beautiful and elegant. I forced myself to not drop my jaw on the floor.

The manager escorted us to our table which was in a private room. There was utter silence in that room. Of  course it will be silent since we are the only people here.

I sat down on the chair and Hussein sat on the other side. I looked around the room. The lights were dim. I could smell the mild scent of roses. There were beautiful paintings hanging on the wall here and there.

I was busy checking out the room when I heard someone clear their throat. I looked at Hussein to find him staring at me amusingly. I bit my lip in embarrassment. I heard him chuckle at me.

"Umm..what? I was just looking around. Why are you laughing?" I questioned him.

"Nothing. You just look cute." He replied.

"Okay, here, order what you want to eat." He said handing over the menu to me.

I opened the menu and gasped at the prices of the dishes. This place is freaking expensive. I decided to go with the cheapest dish and it was the chicken salad.

"Chicken salad, please." I replied. Hussein looked at me when I told my order. He sighed before taking the menu.

"Actually no, we will have chef's special dish." He said and before I could stop him he told the waiter to leave.

"I just wanted to have a salad, why did you cancel it?" I asked him.

"Because you didn't want to have a salad, Aanya. You ordered it because it was the cheapest dish on the menu." He stated.

"That.. that's not true." I whispered and looked down.

I heard him sigh. He came forward and placed his hand on mine which was resting on the table.

"Aanya, you don't have to be embarrassed. And don't think about the cost and all. And just by the way it's our first date I want to make it really special for you, heart." He said and squeezed my hand in assurance. I simply nodded.

Soon, our food came and it looked so delicious and tempting that I didn't even wait for Hussein and dug in. As soon as took the first bite, I let out a moan, unconsciously.

"If you don't want me to take you here then you might want to stop making such sounds, heart." He said making me scowl at his words.

"What do you mean by taking me here? You used this word the other day as well. What does that mean?" I questioned him.

He looked at me with wide eyes. He blinked once, twice and then started to murmur something under his breath which I couldn't comprehend. Then, he suddenly leaned in and pecked my lips.

"Hey. What was that for?" I scolded him and looked around frantically to see if anyone saw us. But thankfully there was no one.

"For being so innocent." He said while taking a bite from his plate.

"Innocent? What do you mean?" I asked him.

"When I said that I was going to take you here, it meant that I will fuck you here. No, I won't fuck you, I will make love to you. Always. Oh, you are my sweet angel." He said.

I only wished that the earth would open up and swallow me. Since I didn't want to embarrass myself any further, I diverted the topic.

"So, umm, what's your favourite..um..color?" I stuttered and kicked myself mentally.

"What? My favourite colour?" He asked me quite surprised with my question. I guess he wasn't expecting me to ask him such question.

"Yeah. Your favourite colour. Since we are here to know each other, I thought why not ask you some questions?" I said.

"Hmm, okay. My favourite colour? Black." He replied.

"Black, it is. So, now you ask me any question." I told.

"Oh, are we playing twenty questions, heart?" He asked me raising his perfect brow.

"Yup." I replied.

"So, you tell what's your favourite colour?" He asked me.

"Well it depends on my mood. I like almost every colour but if have to choose one I think I'll go with red." I replied. He just nodded.

"My turn. Umm.. what's favourite dish?" I asked him.

''Alfredo pasta. And yours?" He asked me while taking a bite from his plate.

"Chicken. Anything made of chicken." I replied excitingly.

We continued like this until we finished our dinner. I was so full that I didn't even try to take deep breath because of the fear of that my stomach would explode.

The waiter came back to us with the bill and I didn't argue on who is going to pay the bill. It's obviously Hussein, so I remained quite because I didn't have the energy to move a limb.

I stood up lazily while he paid the bill. He came to my side, and as I was about to walk he grabbed my arm halting me in my steps. He called the waiter back. I scowled at him.

"If you don't want to loose your job, then never and ever try to hit on my wife." He said and wrapped his arm around my waist possessively.

"I'm letting you go this time because it's a special day for her and I don't want to ruin it because of some asshole like you. Understand?" He barked at him.

I looked at the waiter whose color drained from his face. He looked pale like a corpse. I could see the beads of sweat on his forehead. He nodded immediately and said sorry to me and scurried away to save his dear life.

I turned towards Hussein who looked like an angry bull ready attack. He was so red and his veins were popping out in anger. His hold on me tightened. He was breathing heavily.

"Hussein, calm down." I said placing my hand over his chest directly above his heart. His heartbeat was way too fast.

"Hussein, look at me. You need to relax. I'm right here with you, just calm down." I tried to calm him.

He looked at me and suddenly engulfed me in a hug, squeezing the life out of me. Not that I was complaining. Infact, I felt good. I felt like I was at home.

"You. Are. Mine. Only mine, Aanya. I will kill anyone if they even dare to steal a galnce at you." He whispered in my ear sending shiver down my spine. I shuddered at the thought of him killing someone.

"You don't have to stain your hands with anyone's blood, Hussein. Because no matter what I will neither leave you nor let you to leave me, okay. Because I'm yours and you are mine." I told him moving out of his embrace.

"Now, come on, let's go home." I said and dragged him with me. And he followed me like an obedient child.

We were driving in silence. I could tell that Hussein was again getting back to his normal mood. He is really a short-tempered man. And is quite observant too. I didn't even knew that the waiter was trying to hit on me.

"Hey, how did you know that the waiter was hitting on me?" I asked him as curiousity got the best out of me.

"He was staring at you from the beginning. And he mistakenly slipped his phone number into my plate." He said and handed me the paper of his phone number.

"Wow. I didn't know that. But he was cute, wasn't he?" I asked him.

He turned his head so fast that I wonder if it had snapped his neck.

"He what?!" He whispered yell while glaring at me.

He looks scary.

I quickly turned my head to the other side. I didn't want to face the angry Hussein. I looked out of the window and saw that we already reached the mansion. I noticed that Hussein didn't lock the door. And I immediately knew that it was my chance to escape.

I slowly moved towards the door and placed my hand on it. I turned towards him and gave him a nervous laugh to which he narrowed his eyes at him.

"Wha..what I meant is that..he..he..looked cute." I told him and immediately stepped out of the car and rushed inside the mansion.

I could hear him yelling my name. I turned around to see that he was running behind me. My eyes widened and immediately sprinted off. All the while I was laughing so hard that it became difficult for me to run.

I rushed towards our bedroom and was about to lock the door when Hussein caught my hand pushed me inside and locked the door.

Somehow I managed to get out of his hold. I looked around to see if there was anyway I could escape from him.

"There's noway you can escape from me, heart. So stop looking for it." He stated seriously.

I gulped and started to move back as he started to move forward. We continued this game until my legs hit the nightstand. Hussein smirked at me seeing that I had nowhere to go.

But I wasn't the one who lets it go so easily. I grabbed the pillows that were beside me and started to throw them at Hussein.

"Yes, I called him cute. And you're jealous because of it." I told him while throwing the cushions and pillows at him.

But I'm not a very lucky soul. There were no pillows left now. Hussein noticed it and came towards me. I screamed and jumped onto the bed. I didn't stop screaming.

"Help! Help! Please help!" I was screaming at the top of my lungs when I felt him tug at my legs making me loose my balance and fall into the bed.

Before I could scream again, Hussein hovered over me and covered my mouth with his hand to muffle my scream.

"Shut up. Stop shouting like a maniac, Aanya. No one can hear you. This room is sound proof." He told me which immediately made me to stop my struggle.

After making sure that I won't shout anymore, he removed his hand.

"And listen to me, and listen very carefully. You are mine. Only mine. I won't spare anyone who tries to steal you away from me. And that stupid fucker is not cute." He barked the last part.

I pursed my lips to stop myself from laughing out loud. Now he looks cute. He narrowed his eyes at me.

"What is it?" He questioned.

"You are so cute when you're jealous." I whispered slowly.

"What the fuck? I'm not cute I'm handsome. And who told you that I'm jealous?" He asked me. His ears were turning red.

"Oh my gosh, you're blushing." I told him.

"What? No. I'm not blushing. Fuck." He said not looking into my eyes.

I burst out laughing at him. He looked embarrassed and I don't know why but I find him so cute right now. I pinched his cheeks. But he just smacked my hand.

While I was laughing, he was staring at me intensely. My laughter died down slowly. He leaned in and blew in my ear making me shudder.

"Yes, I was jealous. I was so jealous that I wanted to fuck you there on that table to let everyone know that you belong to me." He whispered in my ear, sending a delicious shiver down my spine.

I shivered underneath him. I could feel the heat pool down there. I clenched my thighs tightly to get rid of the feeling. I felt hot.

What's this? What's happening to me?

"Hussein." I moaned out his name. I held onto his shoulders as if my life depended on him.

He moved a little and stared at him. We both were again lost in each other's eyes.

"You're wet, aren't you?" He asked me.

My eyes went wide in surprise. I didn't expect him to ask such questions so bluntly. I moved my head sideways telling him that he was wrong.

"Really?" He asked me again.

"Y..yes." I stammered.

"Hmm.. so if you are not wet then I'm sure you don't have any problem if I check, right?" He asked me, playful smirk plastered on his face.

"What?! Hell no." I shouted.

"Why? If you're not allowing me to check then it only means that you're wet." He said giving me a smug smile.

I didn't have any answer to his question. If I say no then he will definitely come to know that I'm turned on and if I say him to check then..

"Ahh." I moaned out.

I looked down to see that his hand was over my panty. And he was moving it in a very slow motion, making wetter than before. I guess he took my silence as a sign to proceed.

"Hussein!" I called him when he applied a little pressure.

"What is it heart?" He whispered.

"I..I.." before I can say anything he planted his lips on me. He kissed so roughly that I almost saw stars. He literally kissed the hell out of me.

"Umm, you're wet, heart." He said breaking the kiss.

I was so lost in the kiss that I didn't even realise that he was actually touching me down there.

He moved my panty to one side and pressed his thumb over my clit. He started to move his thumb in circular motion. I could feel more and more moist pool down there.

He applied more pressure causing me to arc my back. He lowered himself and nibbled my neck.

Soon, I could feel the intense pressure forming in my stomach. I started to wither not knowing what to do.

He suddenly pushed his finger into my vagina. I gasped at the foreign sensation. He slowly started to move his finger in and out and at the same he was rubbing my clit with his thumb.

"Hu.. Hussein what's happening to me?" I questioned him, I noticed that my voice was shaky.

"Open your eyes, heart. Look at me." He whispered.

And I suddenly felt like I was going to pee. I tried to pry his hands away but he captured my hands held them over my head. I struggled like a fish underneath him to get away from his hold.

"Heart, look at me. You need to let it go." He said and suddenly increased his pace.

I didn't know what should I do. It was way too much. It was so overwhelming that I couldn't handle it anymore. I opened my eyes to see that Hussein was looking at me. His pupils were dilated with lust.

"Come for me, heart." He said.

And that was it, I screamed his name as I reached my climax. The waves of pleasure hit me so hard that I could literally see stars.

I was still panting with my eyes closed. I was still enjoying this new feeling.

"You are the most beautiful girl I have ever met in my life. And now that I have seen how beautiful you look when you come, I don't think I will be able to control myself any longer, heart." Hussein said while he slowly pulled out his finger from my vagina.

I shivered. But I suddenly felt empty. I opened my eyes and that he was staring at me as if I was only person he could see in this world. His eyes had a weird expression in it.

He was staring at with love?! No that can't happen.

"And my name sounds so sexy when you scream like that. It wants me to take to the peaks of pleasure again and again, heart. Fuck, I can't wait to make love to you." He growled, tightening his hold on me.

"Hussein, we, I mean, umm.." he cut me off placing his finger over my lips.

"Shh, relax, heart. I know you said that you want to take things slowly. I won't force you to do anything that you're not ready for. And I want to make it special for you. So not now. We can wait until you are ready." He said.

"Thank you. Thank you for understanding me. And thank you for everything, umm, I mean, I never felt this before. But I like it." I said shyly, looking away from him.

"Don't look away from me. I don't like it when you do it." He said turning my head towards him.

He laid down on the bed, taking me along with him, so that I was lying over him, directly above his chest.

"And you don't have to thank me, heart. It's my right to make you come. And I'm glad that I'm the only person who can give this pleasure." He said.

I smacked him for speaking so bluntly. He just chuckled at me. We laid there in silence. The silence was comforting us. We both were lost in our world, in our thoughts.

I can't believe how my life has changed in the past few months. Never in a million years I thought that I will marry Hussein. And I never thought that we both will end up like this.

I thought that I have to fight a long battle to get the things back to normal. But this is happening so fast. Few days ago, we couldn't stand in each other's presence and now we can't even imagine staying away from each other.

When Hussein came into my life, my life was suddenly filled with worries and now because of him, it is again filled with happiness.

But for how long?!

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