She stirred in her sleep. She tried to open her eyes but they felt heavy. Her head was pounding in pain. No matter how much she tried she was unable to open her eyes. She felt cold. The mattress under her was soft and warm yet she felt cold. No matter how much she tried, she was unable to open her eyes or move her hands. And just like that, she drowned back in the darkness.The next time she woke up, she was feeling a lot better as she slowly opened her eyes and blinked several times to adjust her sight.A groan escaped her lips as she moved a little. Her body felt drained. She stared around the room. Whose room was this? The room was freezing thanks to the AC. All of a sudden her eyes widened as she abruptly sat up. A pain shot through her head due to the abrupt move as she pressed her temple and winced in pain.She stared at the silk sheets that were covering her up and just like that she recalled what had happened before she lost consciousness and her eyes widened.She was kidnapp
"It's because I've only ever shown you the worst side of me. The circumstances in which we met weren't very appealing." He said truthfully as she wiped her tears."Now what are you d...doing? Is this the right way to approach me?" She asked and he clenched his hands into fists."I did approach you in the right way first but you said no. I tried to be the nice guy," His voice held anger."Do you think that you'll make me say yes by kidnapping me?" She asked sharply and he narrowed his eyes on her.His jaw was clenched as he took threatening steps toward her. Before she could step back. He grabbed her arm and yanked her to him rather roughly."I could make you say yes, right now, right here and you know that very well." He said coldly and his words sent chills down her spine as she tried to get out of his grip but it was like steel."L...let me go," She whispered, trembling."You know me enough to know you should not test my patience," the warning behind his words was like danger bells
Her eyes widened as she tried to free her hair from his harsh grip but to no avail. No matter how much she struggled, he had an upper hand here. Her strength was nothing compared to his. She was at his mercy. Hooriya was in a compromised condition and emotions of raw fear that roved through her form made her heart tremble in such pain and heartache that she felt as if she would die at any moment.She closed her eyes shut as big fat tears caressed her cheeks. He was so close that she could feel his hot breath on her lips. Because of his tall frame, his face was hovering over her.One of her hands was on his chest to create distance while with her free hand she tried to loosen his hold on her hair."Don't make me hurt you, Hooriya." He said coldly but she could sense a hint of softness in his voice and she also felt his hold on her hair loosening enough not to hurt her."You c...can h...hurt me all you want. Y...you are a m...man. You h...have power here. Y...you can use me a...all you
The time when Hooriya left that room. It was already dark outside but the lights on the yacht were enough to make the surroundings bright. She noticed the sparkling lights on the shore. They were heading back.She walked to the bow and stood on the edge of it gazing ahead. Breathing in deeply she felt the cold breeze as it caressed her skin. It felt beautiful as if she was flying.Her head was aching because of all the crying she did in the past hours. She was unaware that Hamza could see her from the control room.He was entranced by her beauty. She looked like a fallen angel from heaven.How he wished to keep her all to himself. Hidden away from this world but that was not how it works. It was her choice if she wants him or not and he'll respect her decision no matter what. Though it would gut him if she agrees to marry Salaar, then it must be his fate and he just simply can't force her.The car was already waiting for them at the port. He told the driver to leave as he opened the p
Salaar walked to the terrace as he sighed staring ahead at the sky. He had lied to Hooriya about that girl and falling in love at first sight. This wasn't the case. There were a few reasons why he backed off. As a man he could easily tell that Hamza liked Hooriya immensely, maybe he hadn't realized it himself but it was written in his eyes whenever her name was mentioned. Hooriya on the other hand didn't seem to like him, it wasn't that she liked Salaar but it was obvious she would've chosen Salaar over Hamza because she was scared of Hamza because of everything he did when she was his captive but Hooriya didn't know that she was in that place because of Salaar in the first place and if she ever found out in the future then what would be left in their relationship even if they got married.She would feel betrayed. Yes, Salaar knows that Hooriya was a good girl and would make an amazing wife one day but he wasn't passionate about her like Hamza.As a man he knows, he knows that Hamza
"I'm not talking to you, leave," Batool said sternly and Hamza smiled as he walked into his mother's room.Without saying a word he walked to the side of the bed and crouched down on the floor. He didn't say anything else and simply placed his head on his mother's lap."Ami (mom) my head is paining," He said in a muffled voice and Batool's soft elder hands immediately touched his head as she started to massage his temple."Here? Did you take a painkiller?" She asked while massaging his head. His smile broadened. "Ami? (Mom)?" He whispered."G mere bachay? (Yes, my son)?" His mother asked."I'm kidding. My head is fine." He grinned moving back and Batool glared at him.Grabbing his ear she twisted it. "Oww. Owww. Ami (mom)," He whined in pain like a kid as Batool scolded him for coming home late in the past few days.He explained to her about his deal with Mr. Waqas Siddiqui and how he was working on it. Though he was just an investor, he couldn't stop himself from participating in a
As soon as Hamza had agreed to get married, Batool thought of visiting Shiza because that girl had strictly told Batool that she would help her in finding a girl for Hamza. Shiza was a good girl. Batool would've loved to take her as her daughter-in-law but both Shiza and Hamza already consider themselves as siblings. Hamza looks after her. Even once he told Batool that Shiza was just like his younger sister whom he always wanted because Hafsa was older and a little distant from him.Batool stared at Hooriya. The girl seemed nervous. Even Batool was nervous. She just hopes Hamza likes her. Because if Hamza agrees only then Batool can ask for Hooriya's hand in marriage for Hamza. What if she asks for Hooriya's hand now and later Hamza declines? That would not be acceptable.Batool was so happy when Hamza agreed to the marriage. It was like her dream had come true. Hamza was beyond confused and shocked. What was his mother doing at Salaar's place and why did she call him to come there?
Everything was happening so fast. His mom has already fixed the date of the wedding. He'll be married in the next fifteen days.Hamza had requested his mom to keep the wedding private with close family and friends. Though he hadn't told his mom. But because of the vipers, he needs to take good security measures.His mom was busy with preparations. Hafsa showed no interest as she barely left her room.Batool has strictly warned Hamza not to visit Hooriya or to see her before the wedding. Though he wasn't going to see her. When you put restrictions on something, that thing becomes a lot more alluring.Hooriya was in her room as Shiza showed her dresses after dresses online. Shiza had already ordered four dresses for her which she could wear after the wedding as she would be a newlywed bride.Hamza was taking care of all the expenses. When Shiza left, Hooriya sighed. She couldn't help but think about her parents.How things would've been if she had parents.Thankfully, Hooriya has Shiza
5 years later. She whimpered, feeling something moving inside her. "Ahh," She moaned, feeling a pinch down there. A deep groan caused her eyes to blink open and her blurry gaze collided with the warm obsidian pools that were swarming with lust and need for her as he moved inside her. He thrusts hard making her back arch up as she grips his forearms tightly, biting her lower lip hard to suppress the moans. He kissed her neck as one of his hands fondled her breast. He pinched her nipple as he pounded in her hard and fast as they both came and he rocked her through their pleasure. He plopped down on the bed beside her and kissed her shoulder. "Good morning, sweetheart," He rasped in his deep morning voice and she smiled covering her body with the sheets, and turned around to face him. It has been six years since their marriage and she still blushes and gets shy under his scrutiny. Hamza didn't know what he had done in his life to deserve her. "Good morning," She whispered, smiling
"H...Hamza," She whispered shyly. "I can do this, you don't have to." She said for the third time. "Just relax, Hoor, and let me do my work." He rasped. They both were in the bathtub naked. She was sitting between his legs as he gently massaged her shoulders and back. Giving kisses on her shoulders once in a while. The water was warm and soothing for her swollen and aching muscles. She stiffened feeling the baby kick. "Hamza, the baby is kicking," She said as he shifted hurriedly. His big warm hand landed on her full nine months pregnant belly as she guided his hand to the spot where she could feel the movement. A huge grin plastered on his lips as his eyes sparkled in joy and a chuckle escaped past his lips. "Hoor," He called as she tilted her head to look at him. Grabbing her jaw he kissed her juicy lips. Her lips parted as he slid his tongue into her mouth and kissed her passionately. He broke the kiss as she panted. His feathery kisses trailed down to her neck and then he
"Hooriya, staff could handle it," Batool said walking into the kitchen."I'm just checking, mom," Hooriya said. She has started calling Batool mom and Batool loves it.Today they have invited everyone over for dinner. A month has passed since Farhan and Salaar's wedding and things were going smoothly. Everyone was happy in their homes."They'll be here any minute. Go get ready," Batool pulled Hooriya out of the kitchen and sent her to her room.Hooriya took a quick shower and wore a new set of clothes as she blow-dried her hair and applied a baby pink lip color.She descended the stairs as Salaar and Haniya had already arrived. She greeted them as they sat in the lounge with Batool.Walking to the dining hall she called Hamza and he picked on the first call. Before she could say anything he was already speaking."I'm on my way, Hoor. On my way. Just ten more minutes and I'll be there. I promise I'll be there on time," He said hurriedly and she sighed."That'll be very considerate of y
Hooriya stared at the mirror as she set her lipstick. Wearing her earrings she twirled around and she looked perfect.Sitting on the couch she slipped into her heels and did the last touch-ups of her makeup. She turned to leave when the door opened only to reveal her husband.Hamza stepped inside and closed the door behind him. His eyes glided over her beautiful form draped in a maroon dress that complimented her skin."I don't want to get late, let's go." She mumbled walking over to him."How can you expect us not to be late when you look so ravishing," He grumbled blocking her way as he wrapped his arms around her small waist and jerked her to him.She yelped as her hands landed on his chest. He was wearing black Shalwar Kameez, the traditional wear and he looked so handsome that even she wanted to be a little late."And you look so handsome," She mused, looping her arms around his neck as the tip of her nails caressed his nape.His eyes darkened seeing the naughty look in her eyes.
For the first time in her life, she felt so good and free while dancing. Because the first time she was dancing with her heart.Abruptly her body collided with a hard chest. She lost her footing and was about to fall when steel-like arms wrapped around her waist and she was saved.Hooriya slowly opened her eyes panting heavily as she found obsidian hues peering down at her with an unadulterated need swarming in his eyes.She tried to move back but he didn't let go. Arching a brow at him she jerked back lightly and he loosened his hold as she slipped out of it and casually ambled into his room.Like a lost puppy, he was right behind her.His smoldering gaze roved her body from head to toe as she crossed her arms over her chest and looked at him with raised brows.And next thing he was prowling towards her and before he could capture her she made a dash toward the bed and now they were on opposite sides of the bed."Come here, Hoor." He demanded and she cocked her brow at him."So now y
"What do you think about this?" Hooriya showed a bracelet to Shiza whose eyes sparkled looking at it. "Yes, this would look so good with my wedding dress," Shiza beamed as the staff showed them their latest designs. Hooriya, Shiza, Haniya, and Hafsa were out shopping. Karim along with four other bodyguards were at their back all the time.The girls were out shopping for the wedding.Batool talked with all of them and with Haniya's mother as they chose a perfect date for the wedding.Farhan and Salaar both of them would get married on the same day and the hype of it was too much. The whole Shah haveli (mansion) is buzzing and chirping in joy and happiness. Everyone was preparing for the wedding as only ten days were remaining before all the occasions started.Hamza and Waqas were a pain in the ass for Farhan and Salaar as per Batool's orders, they won't let both the guys meet their woman before the wedding."How's this one?" Haniya asked while showing a ring to the girls and they all
"Where are we going?" Hooriya asked for the third time but Hamza only smirked at her."You'll find out." He mused as she pouted at him.He returned home early from the office and asked her to get ready as they'll be having dinner outside. Hooriya excitedly got ready and wore a beautiful red dress that he bought for her. It was a beautiful maxi that reached her ankles.She did her light makeup. Batool praised her daughter-in-law as Hooriya and Hamza left. Hooriya instructed Akram to give Aunt Batool her dinner and medicines on time."I thought we were going out for dinner," She mumbled, tucking her hair behind her ear as she looked at him."Are you hungry?" He asked."Very much," She said truthfully and he chuckled, making her peer at him.Leaning in closer to his side. She caressed his cheek with her fingertips sensually making him inhale sharply as his hold on the steering wheel tightened to the point his knuckles turned white."Hoor," There was a warning in his voice as he passed he
Hooriya wanted to help in the kitchen by washing the dishes but the staff didn't let her and even Batool came, scolding her not to do any work and they walked back into the lounge.Hamza, Hooriya, and Batool said their goodbyes to everyone as Salaar, Shiza, and Haniya left as Salaar would drop off Haniya. Farhan left on his sports bike.Hafsa told them that she was willing to give Waqas a chance and Batool was happy for her daughter. She had prayed so much for her kids to be happy again. Hamza, on the other hand, threatened Waqas that if anything happened to Hafsa or even if he made her cry let it be a single tear, Hamza would kill him, Waqas nodded at him though the threats were scary. He would keep Hafsa like a queen as they both left as well. Hafsa took a small duffle bag with her for now but Waqas insisted that he will buy everything new for her so she didn't need to take her stuff.Hooriya and Hamza spend some time with Batool in her room, Hooriya gives her her medicines as Hamza
"Let go," Hafsa gritted as she tried to free her wrist but Waqas's hold was strong, he didn't let her go. He walked out of the mansion into the backyard where no one was present."I said, let go of me," Hafsa demanded coldly as he finally let her go. And the very next second he stepped closer making her step back. She looked up glaring at him. He was so tall compared to her and with that huge frame he was intimidating her but she won't back down easily."What is this behavior?" She growled lowly and he suppressed his smile. She was a vicious little tigress and he loves this feisty side of her."Can't a man talk to his wife?" He asked and her glare intensified as she stepped closer to him. Raising her hand she poked her index finger at his chest."I'm not your wife," She gritted out and he smiled, making her even more furious."You're my wife, tigress. You can deny it all you want," He mused as she gritted her teeth. He was making her blood pressure rise to a great extent."I'm not you