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Sidharth takes off his sunglasses and forward his hand for Shehnaaz to hold as she carefully gets on yacht with it's help. Rough hands, like him. Her soft hand melt into his, making him to keep holding hers for life. For forever, he tightened his grip pulling her up gently. She used her other hand to hold onto railing while he uses his other hand to push back her hair those were falling on her face. She looked at him with suspicious eyes how can he afford such a luxury yacht while being just lawyer. He even have bodyguard lined up around place like it's prime minister or some other political figure

She pulled her hand right away when she gets on and rub it against her clothes. He scoffed in disbelief poking his inner cheek what is he? A virus! His stare blazing through her body burning holes while she avoids making eye-contact with him. He lift his eyes to nod coldly in direction of armaan, armaan understood and turned his back to them, she noticed how every other man followed him and turn their backs to them

Confusion filled in her doe eyes what's going on? She questioned in her mind. Gasp left her mouth when Sidharth tugged her closer by arm before pinning her against railing of yacht, she slightly tilted her head and could hear scary voices of sea behind which made her gulp. Sidharth's eyes examined her facial expressions and it clicked she fears ocean. His lips devilish curved in smirk, hand that he had on her arm slid down her waist more down making her trying to push it away but he didn't stop until his hand reached her hips. Swiftly he lifted her up, she wide her doe eyes when next she finds herself over railing no she screams in head with terrified expression

"N-nahi!" She fist his shirt immediately for support because just one wrong move and she's going to be dinner for sharks. She shake her head violently with tears filling in them "C-chorna mat please!" She begs making her grip stronger while looking at him. He watches her in enjoyment, so cute he thought

"Since mera chuna tumhe pasand nahi." With that he pulled his both hands off her. Throwing them in air surrender manner, Her eye grew twice in size which made him chuckle. She didn't think even for second before wrapped arms around his torso and hugging him tightly. That feeling, her touch set his entire body on fire. Desire to do more than his creeps through him. He clenched his fist trying to control which was already on wage. He has never hold back from anything this long. Burying face in his chest invites his musky scent into her nose. He's devil but smells heavenly

"Scandalous." He commented in playful tone Such a jerk

she sniffed against his chest hugging him even more tighter. Letting him go means welcoming death, taking advantage of her situation. He trail his hand over her thigh, she flinched but couldn't even push his hand away. Tingling feeling was left behind as he push his hand further up, pushing her kameez aside that was in way

"P-please nahi karen."

"What will you give me in return if I stop" He demanded stopping his hand his types of deals

"A-apke pass sab kuch toh hai."

She drives him insane.

She.. Drives. Him. Fucking.Insane.

Insane.

"Tumhare alawa."

She remains silent not knowing how to answer that or if there is anything to say. Why he wants het so much? She just helped him as human. Goosebumps rise on her skin when he pull her hair out of his way from touching her neck, tips of his fingers brushed against her skin. Removing hair completely, he dive into her neck. Her breath hitched as she grips tightly on his shirt. He run his nose along her throat creating sensation in her body, inhaling her sweet scent. She tried to nudge him away which seems impossible

"Your scent is different." He whispered near her ear. By different he meant different, like it's not some perfume or anything it's her body scent this good. He often wonders what she uses to smell this good, like those tempting meals. Enough to make him want to take bite. Her silence didn't please him who does she think she is to give him this attitude? He gave her light push her causing her to let out scream better

"N-nahi chorna mat! Mein gir jaugi please!" Her voice cracked

"Look at me." He demanded and she obeyed lifting her head from his chest to look at him through her wet lashes. He can see anger behind those eyes and can feel her anger when she was griping his shirt tighter. He has noticed one thing. Her anger, she doesn't show but it's there always. She always tries to conceal it and he wonders why? Fierce eyes beneath her innocent ones were something he was starting to enjoy and wanted to see more of it. Will he get to see it by tormenting her more? He wondered

"Why are you touching me when you don't like my touch?" He asked she wiped his touch earlier didn't she

"Mein doobara nahi karugi." She promised with pleading eyes she can't afford fighting him right now he watched her with his lips curved

"Good girl."

    He kissed her forehead lovingly, like he doesn't have her hanging. With arm around her waist he pulled her down off railing and she was able to take breath with hand against her chest, holding metal bar behind, her heart racing faster than before like she was on some rollercoaster just now. He shoved hands in his pocket and looked her up and down. Tears dried in her eyes which she wiped away poor girl she just have to be his and this all will end. Just accept him

"Armaan."

    He called man who turned his head and rushed towards him. Shehnaaz was cursing him in mind while looking down, he said something to men in Punjabi which she didn't quite understood is he Punjabi? She wondered, wait didn't he say his surname was Malik to aunty Asmara, so he is Punjabi. He glanced at her which made her look away immediately. He smirked at her red cheeks out of embarrassment

"Chalo." He signal her to move forward

    She hesitated not knowing where to go, he nodded his head in way to just walk. She moved her legs and he followed behind. He held her hand to stop her when they walked further inside yacht, he opened one of white door on right and there were stairs. He gesture her to go in is he going to kidnap her? She gulped and didn't move from her place. His expressions changed into scowl, he grabbed her arm and shoved it inside making her whine at rough move

"Don't test my fucking patience ever again." He warned slamming door behind, now he took lead and walked downstairs coldly

   She rubbed her arm while following behind why he's like that? She wondered. One minute he's playful and other he's maniac. Psychopath. Walking further down. She was greeted with living room luxurious exterior. They heard loud bang coming from inside which made her flinch only, Sidharth sighed heavily not again, he kept hands on his waist as few girls in their early 20s comes out of which looks like room, who are they? Shehnaaz wondered but stayed silent

"Get the fuck out." He coldly glare at them especially at one in middle who was dressed in long pink dress that goes bellow her knees, she has beautiful brown hair with ribbon in them and glass of pink lemonade in her hands. Shehnaaz didn't miss how other girls were looking at him with hearts in their eyes like he's their favourite book boyfriend

"Bhaiii you promised!" Girl whine is she his sister? "Oh my god yeh kon hain? Is she maham your fiancé?" Girl utter excitedly. Sidharth here looked at younger cousin with you are fucking dead look meanwhile she realised her mistake by glares of her elder cousin. She knows she fucked up when Shehnaaz looked at him with lips parted

"I mean-"

"I said you can use other one not this." He grit through his teeth

"Yeh wali bari hai." She pouts

"Amna just leave." He gave her look that says end of discussion. Girl named amna rolled her eyes with arms folded

"I'll complain to khala." She threatened

"Be my fucking guest." Sidharth scoffed

"I'll tell her you are bringing girls."

"Go ahead, tell her and see what I'll do to you next." Sidharth challenged. For a second amna looked intimidated by his threat and since she loves her peace, she dropped topic. She checked out girl who was with her elder cousin she's middle class type amna thought. She doesn't even look her cousin's type, it looks match of devil and angel, amna gave him look before picking her hand bag from couch while looking at him with sullen eyes

"Instead of sticking your nose into others business why don't you ask your boyfriend who's Sasha he's been talking about." Sidharth smirked he fucking loves ruining things and when amna's face falls into something like disappointment he get thrilled. Shehnaaz was stunned how can he be so rude even with his sister

"Sasha?" She questioned

"Get out." Amna scoffed. She's gonna hang Aryaan down from that penthouse if Sidharth's word are true even 10 percent

"Hello, I'm amna his cousin." She waved at Shehnaaz on her way with her friend following her. Shehnaaz passed awkward smile " And I'm sure you are way more pretty than girl bhai is going to marry soon!" She added fuel to fire and made run

   Leaving flames burning behind. She just can't leave him when he made her embarrassed in front of her friends! She will deal with consequences later. Shehnaaz looked at him with disappointment in her eyes he is engaged and is cheating on his fiancé. Why isn't she surprised? He has literally crossed limits of besharami here. How can she be with man who's already committed? Why stupid her never noticed ring in his finger. He isn't even giving any explanation

"Mein yeh nahi kar sakti kisi aur ke sath." She said stepping back and tried to aim for stairs "M-mujhe dusri aurat nahi baanna." She maybe poor but she has self respect. She can never be reason for someone else's miserable life. What if he has kids in future? She can't this to them. Only woman can know how much it hurts

"If you leave, I'll make it worse for you." He warned in deep tone

"It can't be anymore worse." She said you have no idea he clenched his fist when she made her move to leave. He didn't stop her

Her biggest mistake

   Sidharth pulled out phone from his pocket when it started ringing muma displayed on its screen. That brat amna. Taking a deep sigh he answered phone, keeping it against his ear

"Asalam-o-alaikum kesi hai ap? How's weather of Dubai." He greeted clearing his throat

"Walaikumsalam mein theek hoon and weather is killing me. Melt na hojau kahen." He couldn't help but laugh at her dramatic voice

"You can move somewhere colder like Russia but you aren't coming back, halat theek nahi abhi." He sounded strict "As soon as I have this under control you are free to come back." He promised

"Only if you hadn't followed your father's foot step." Sad sigh left her mouth. "At least come and show me your face it's been years." She requested

"You know I can't, they will know." He replied, his mother is someone who is proof of their father's many sin and people involved are after her. They want to get rid of her because as long as she lives she threat to them. He heard soft sobs that made his chest hurts

"Muma."

"I know it's happening all because of me, you had to be in jail because of me. I-I know I am worst mother."

"You are not. Nothing is happening because of you, it happened because they deserved it and stop crying." He scolded her. She sniffed nodding her head on other side

"Amna told me you kicked her out-"

"I would thrown her in sea if it weren't for someone else being there." He said taking seat in sofa with legs on table

"She also mentioned you bring over girl who wasn't your fiancé." That brat amna. He's gonna feed her to dogs someday

"She's working for me." He lied

"Sidharth do whatever you want but never break woman's heart beta it's very precious thing, engagement jesi bhi ki hai lekin ki toh haina? You should take your commitment seriously." His mother said

"Okay." He sounded unbothered which made woman shake her head in disbelief

"Aryaan se bolo slow bike chalaya kare it makes me worry also knock some sense in Zain for stop being reckless. He has gotten his arm injured yesterday." She says with sadness. Being away from her sons make her sad and stressful

"Don't worry they will be fine." He assured