All Chapters of Attraction: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Every now and then, her eyes would get wide upon seeing the price tags making her quickly place the article away. One look at those dresses, bags, shoes and accessories, she knew she didn't belong to this place. A pair of shoes alone cost more than fifty thousand. With timid steps, she approached Moosa and looked at his chest, "can we... go somewhere else?""Why?" he asked, his eyes pinning her and she felt goosebumps arising near her neck. Whenever his light brown eyes pinned her with his austere gaze, she always found her heart doing somersault. She was still trying to process what were these feelings. They were not so potent. But they did make her shy. As if her heart was in a web of attraction.It was getting attracted towards him.Magnetized by his eyes sometimes.But she was too fearful to admit these emotions even to herself. "Umm.... it is... very expensive.... for me.... for someone like me....."She looked down again. She didn't want to look like a gold digger. Women

Entering the room, she found him shirtless sitting on the sofa, using his phone. Her eyes cursorily went to his screen and found he was reading one of his mails. She had never seen him using social media. Rather she once searched for him on social media from the phone he bought for her but she couldn't find him. He was not a social media person. And it was a relief for her.It meant other girls won't be able to talk to him.She really didn't know where this possessiveness was coming from. But she really didn't like other girls eyeing him. And this was the prime reason she hated Farah more than usual since her eyes were set on Moosa.He was her husband!There was a time when she used to see him in news, giving interviews to various news channels and see people commending him for running NGO's to help people in need. People carried a very soft and gentle image of Moosa in their heart. So did she. Often she feel connected to him. As if their was a built-in connection in her heart for h

"You're taking sleeping pills, Roshanay," These words alone made her color go pale. It wasn't a question. He wasn't asking. He was telling. And it meant that he knew she was taking pills to sleep. "I-I-I.." she was suddenly short of words. "Don't dare lying to me," his voice turned icy cold which made her scoot away from him."I'm... sorry," she whispered, looking scaredly at him."Why?" he just asked, implying he wanted to know the reason behind her action. She looked at him for few seconds."I...I've trouble sleeping," she blurted the lie that first came in her mind. He tugged at her arm bringing her back to her previous position before he held her chin, "you're lying to me," he said boring his eyes in hers, "I know you're hiding something from me, Roshi," his voice was a hot whisper, "pray that I don't find it before the time you're going to tell it to me," he placed a chaste kiss on her lips."I'm not lying," her voice turned shaky since tears were clogged in her throat. Only

Roshanay's whole form quivered with utter dread. Her puzzled mind pushed into a state of dilemma. Whether it was the shock or the fear which wasn't letting her move from her position. The horrors of the scene unfolding infront of her, finding their way in some deep pit of memories in her mind. Her paled face depicted her inner turmoil of how the terror has completely paralyzed her. This scene was almost like a deja-vu. In the same dark basement, stood infront of her, in all his glory, Moosa, holding a dagger in his hands. His eyes bloodshot red. His face so concentrated, eyes entirely fixed on the task he was performing as if it was a source of dopamine for his mind.He was relentless. Merciless.She witnessed an anger-an angst in him which made him much scarier than the last time in the same state. He wasn't stopping. As if the dark whispers of devil in his ears were propelling him, instigating him to dwell on more towards the darkness as with each elapsing second, the dagger pierce

The next morning was quite. Everything seemed a bit settled to her especially after that talk with Moosa last night. Since for the past three days, she was running a fever out of fear that he will reach the depths of the truth she had been hiding. She was expecting him to barge in the room anytime and confront him about the lies she had fed him but none of it had happened and a new day came in her life after a horrible night. And with these thoughts, she was already thinking of telling Moosa the truth because in all honesty, she didn't want to lie to him and break his trust again.She was a bad liar and a bad truthful person as well. If truth harmed her, she won't admit the lie but won't say the truth either. The situation where you're tongue-tied and this tongue-tied-ness made her reach to this stage. Only if she had told Moosa everything earlier, then maybe things would have been different. The door to the room opened and appeared Moosa infront of her sight. She quickly took hold