All Chapters of The Love Thief (Short Stories collected): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Taking off her jewellery, she pretended that she didn't feel his intense gaze. But when she couldn't resist it anymore, she finally turned to him, giving him the attention he wanted.  "What's wrong?" Asked Subh-Dil, looking at Ammar through the mirror, Ammar was laying on the bed on his elbow and his hand under his head.  "Nothing!" Instead of answering her properly, he smiled ear-to-ear.  "Why are you looking at me like this?" "I can look at you as much as I want. After all, it is my right." Sitting up, Ammar proudly said.  His claim make her lowered her eyes, as she faced the mirror to take off her make-up.  Today was the

Subh-Dil didn't knock twice, the door was opened in one knock. A young lady stood there, looking at them confusingly. She wasn't the girl that Subh-Dil left, nor Subh-Dil herself was like before. They both have grown up, the immature girls that they were before have changed into women. It took the young lady a few seconds to recognize Subh-Dil, and when she did, a huge smile fall on her face. "Soni!" She said, happily.  "Barkha!" The same happiness was in Subh-Dil's voice, as Barkha pulled her in a tight hug.  "You?... Here? How? When?" Still hugging her, Barkha asked. Barkha has not noticed Ammar yet, but even Subh-Dil seems to forget him.  "Can we come inside first?" Breaking the hug, Subh-Dil a

"Hello!" The person turned to her, making her eyes widen, as she felt her body turn cold.  "You?" A gasp left her mouth. In from of her stood her past which she has buried and didn't want anyone to find out.  "Yes, it's me. What's wrong? Aren't you happy to see me?" innocently, Azam asked, as if he was her long-distance friend.  "Get out of my house right now." Controlling her heartbeat, she said, not wanting him to feel her anxiety.  "What happened to you, Soni? Why are behaving so mean? We are old friends."  "Shut your non-sense and leave my house before I call the guards." She points at the door, and ordered.

"Your wife has been stressing over something alot. Please make sure she is fine and doesn't stress at all. Otherwise it'll effect both the mother and the child." Holding Subh-Dil's hand in his, Ammar recalled the advice of the doctor. "What it is that is making you stress? Please tell me so I can help you." He rubbed the back of her hand against his cheek, and mumbles. "Please, Subh-Dil, don't keep it all in your heart, just let it go and leave everything on me." He stayed like that for what felt like infinity, and then softly kissed her knuckles. He placed her hand on her stomach and left. If Subh-Dil wanted, she would have told him everything. But she didnt. He needed to find out the truth. He needed to know about Azam Tahir. What had he to do with Subh-Dil? He deserved to know the truth. But what kind of truth, when Subh-Dil isn't ready to tell anything. And if she isn't going to tell him anything, he'll find out the truth by himself. He ran his hand through his hair several

Omar Shah Almeer, has entered his room which was dim, candles and full moon were the only things giving luminous to it, fragrance of the room was so strong that it almost gave him a headache, as he isn't big fan of flowers. Even floor had red rose patels when he clearly told hus sister not to do such a things, rolling his eyes at his sister, Omar closed the door of his room, locking it when he turned to go to the bed, its when his eyes fall on the petite girl sitting on the bedHis wife! His chest puffed up in happiness, as a small smile made its way on his lips.His king sized bed had white silk sheet and, white and red roses spreading there, she was sitting in the middle of it, hugging her legs to herself, her hands which were covered with henna was shivering and placed on her knees, her face was covered, he couldn't get better look of herTaking slow and steady steps toward her, he just stand beside the bed. But, his bride seems to be lost somewhere else.To gain her attention, he