Holding my hand in a firm grip he walked in the palace with his bodyguards following us. We passed the beautiful big hall straight going upstairs. The hall was very spacious and luxurious with different big vintage style portraits on the walls. The lighting in the hall was very good as the big chandeliers were hanging illuminating the hall more further.

When we got to the second portion, i finally took a sigh of relief. Damn so many stairs! "There is a lift downstairs" I heard his authoritative voice beside me. It wasn't like he was talking to me but more like ordering me. So yeah, he was back to his usual self.

But wait! What did he just said? When i gave him a hard look he expressionlessly pointed downstairs towards a corner, i followed his gaze and there was door of elevator. I took a deep breath before asking him as politely as i could because my anger was shot up "if there was already a lift here then why did we came from stairs"?

He stared at me for good 20 seconds with his expressionless face then uttered in a most disapproving and unyielding voice "I am not answerable to you" I instantly stiffened under his grim face. He was right, He is not my real husband to be answerable to me. I honestly forgot that he was no ordinary man, he was a Royalty whereas i am a ordinary girl who is pretending to be his wife.

As his grip was loosened on my hand, i pulled it back softly averting my eyes from him. I politely nodded my head at him and took a step backwards. As i wasn't looking at him, i failed to saw his darkened eyes at my action.

As he walked ahead, I saw his clenched hands and taking a deep internal sigh, i followed him in a room. Correction, it was more like a double hallway. MashaAllah! It was beautiful. There was a round king sized bed with pillars on each side, big side sitting area and a big terrace attached to the room. There were 2 more doors in the room, one is definitely a bathroom/washroom and other one i am guessing is a walk in closet.

But as soon as my eyes lit up seeing the room, they got dimmed the next second. This luxury is not mine, nothing is mine so, it's better not to get too attached with anything. Turning towards him i asked in a respectful manner "Can i change my clothes? I have to offer 'Asar prayer'and you can also offer prayer with me" when i turned to look at him, he was already looking at me with a small frown on his face but his deep eyes were still blank as if there were many things he wanted to ask but he wasn't allowing himself.

He took a step towards me making me take a step back which deepened his glare and the glint passed through his eyes was so intense that i felt my breath was stuck in my throat. He stopped after taking a single step and his stern voice echoed in this big hall like room "Do as you wish" saying this he walked out slamming the door hard. I know he is angry because i asked him to offer the prayer with me but unknown to me the reason was not this.

I took a deep sigh and opened one of the door in the room which was fortunately a walk in closet, again correction, it was a freaking room with countless dresses and numerous types of designs. The section of footwear was separate with different types of heels, sandals, kussas, shoes and what not. Like the foot wear the section of makeup and bags were also separate. There was also a door, curiously i opened the door and it was a walk in closet of a man no doubt Mr. Hamdaani's. Just like mine, there were different sections of his things like suits, belts, ties, shoes and many such things. This was a first time i saw a 2 in 1 closet rooms.

This wasn't just wealth but jaw dropping wealth. Sure they weren't just the wealthiest royal family of this country but richest among the royal families of England, London and U.S.

Closing the door of his closet i picked out a silk baby pink gown for myself and pink kussa«flats» from the footwear section before closing the door behind and walking to the bathroom. It was also luxurious and spacious with a big round bathtub, shower area was separated by the glass door by the side and everywhere were the mirrors attached to the walls.

I was getting late for the asar prayer so, i hurriedly took shower, wearing my clothes, i quickly wrapped a big shawl like dupatta «scarf» over my head and started to offer the prayer.

Making a dua, i Folded the prayer mat and placed it back on the table. Fortunately when we entered the room, the first thing i saw was the prayer mat on a table beside the sofas. It was like, it was specially placed for me here.

After that i called Mrs. Khalid, talking with her for a while i talked to Jaan and Zimal whereas Zaroon refused to talk with me. As there was nothing to do, i talked with Afreen for a bit and started to scroll Instagram.

I told Afreen about my marriage, she was so angry that she refused to talk with me for 2 days but you know na she can't stay angry with me for a long time. I didn't told her that this marriage was fake as Mr. Hamdaani told me not to tell anyone, so i know soon one more war is coming from Afreen's side. I never hid anything from her in our entire years of friendship. This was the first time and i am feeling guilty for it.

Afreen always joked around that she wants me to be her sister in law but unknown to me this wasn't a joke for someone. Someone was more than serious about this.

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It was soon going to be the 'Esha time'. I was reading a book which i found randomly in a side drawer. I was engrossed in the book when Mr. Hamdaani walked in "Dinner is ready. Remember to behave accordingly with everyone. 2 of the ladies are the wives of my so called uncles «Chachu» Ruqsana and Shabnam. Aunt Ruqsana is the wife of Raheel uncle and Aunt Shabnam is the wife of Rohail Uncle. Each of these couples have 3 Children. 1 of the lady is my so called Aunt «Sister of his father» Saiqa. Her husband name is Dayim and they have 4 children, Shaheen, Daniya, Saleeha and Rahim"

He seriously thinks that i will remember any on these names in seconds? "I apologize beforehand Mr. Hamdaani but i can't remember these names in seconds now can i? It is confusing, you..........." I trailed off as he pulled me towards him and i met his murderous glare "You really love to provoke me, don't you? I have told you many times call me Yuhaan, didn't i? Why are you so stubborn"? He asked greeting his teeth in anger and here i was getting affected by our close proximity. Our faces were just an inch apart and i was feeling like my heart will leap out of my chest any second.

Ya Allah!

"Mr.....i mean Y-yuhaan, L-leave my hand" I don't know why but it was very awkward and embarrassing for me to call him by his name, after all he is my boss but anyway it is a part of my job now isn't it?

"Are you ordering me to leave your hand"? This man! I clearly asked him in a requesting manner and my tone was obviously respectful "No! I didn't....." I trailed off as he uttered in a unarguable tone before walking out gripping my hand firmly "I will not leave your hand and stay away from Shaheen especially from my Aunt's family and her children"

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"My lord, will you not introduce us to your bride"? As soon as we sat on the dinner table, his aunt Saiqa spoke first. Her tone was sugar filled but so fake that i can smell her jealousy from afar.

I was sitting beside Mr. Hamdaani, he didn't even passed them a single gaze as his whole attention was on the food "My wife makes the best food, this food isn't worthwhile" He totally ignored her question and chewed the piece of chicken with disappointment. Although i knew his compliment was a lie but still it swayed my heart from it's place.

"Then could we have the honour to taste the food made by our empress's hands"? She was looking at me with disgust but her voice was extremely sweet "Do you really think that she will make food just for anyone? She is exceptionally mine!" His tone was extremely sarcastic yet threatening. I was controlling my laugh seeing her expressions, Mr. Hamdaani directly declared her to be a low-level not a Royalty and his last line was to tell them, not to harm me as i belong to him.

Everything is fake but still it's......Ya Allah! Please do something, I don't want to feel these foreign feelings.

"You all wanted to introduce yourselves right? Stand up and introduce yourself one by one" His authoritative voice echoed in the dinning room and everyone's face expressions turned ugly.

"She is waiting! Let's start with you uncle" His voice boomed making them shiver slightly. As he pointed towards one of his uncle, he stood up passing me a disgusting yet pure smile and started to introduce himself "I am Raheel. His father was my elder brother and i am the second oldest among brothers. She is my wife Ruqsana and they are my children Kashif, Qaiser and Taniya" He pointed towards his wife and children they all stood up and bowed slightly. I nodded my head at them and they all sat down.

After that everyone introduced themselves and i got to know that the girl from morning who was passing shy, seductive looks to Mr. Hamdaani, her name is Daniya and she is the daughter of Aunt Saiqa. As mother as daughter. Fake!

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After dinner, we went to our room, i invited Mr. Hamdaani to offer 'Esha prayer' with me which he as usual ignored and started doing his work on laptop. I offered the prayer under his intense gaze, i don't understand why do he always stare at me like that? I sighed.

After that i read the book for like 1 hour then, i changed my clothes in a nightwear then picked up a bolster from the sofa and laid on the further most corner of the bed pulling the comforter over me.

I know the bolster will not help me to sleep but still i hope it will. I hugged the bolster like my second skin and closed my eyes but i flinched as i heard him closing his laptop with a thud beside me, the laptop is surely broken.

The lights of the room went off as i heard him switching off the lights by the bedside table. He laid beside me on a distance and i tried to calm my nerves. After the tossing and turning of half an hour, i huffed in frustration.

Ya Allah! Why can't i just sleep? Ugh!

As i was complaining to Allah Ta'alla in my mind, the bolster was snatched away from my grasp, i instantly jerked open my eyes to see Mr. Hamdaani glaring at me hard and I guess the bolster was laying somewhere on the floor. He took a hold of my hand and slightly pulled closer right in his naked chest "Mr. Ham....Yuhaan........" First i paused because he passed me a glare and i corrected myself but trailed off as he hovered over me placing my gripped hand on pillow beside my head and his voice echoed in the silent room "Not a single word. Sleep and let me sleep too"

I nodded with an innocent expression because our position was too intimate for a fake couple and words weren't literally forming, not in my mind nor in my mouth. As soon as i nodded my head, he leaned in to make my breath hitched in my throat.

His beard slightly brushed against my delicate cheeks, the feeling was so overwhelming that i closed my eyes and gripped the bedsheet with my free hand. His warm breath traced my face as he whispered in my ear in a most low and seductive voice "That's like my good girl" His lips brushed against my earlobe for milli second but it was enough to make a shiver rustled down my spine. Right that second i felt like i was falling in a abyss but nor he was leaving me nor he was pulling me back.

I slowly opened my eyes as his hold on my hand was loosened but what i met was his devilish smile with a sly curl of his lips. Without a word, he make me loose my grip on the bedsheet and grasp my hand in a light yet firm grip before laying beside me closely enough to take my breath away but all i could think was his smirk right now.

He Was Teasing Me!