Possession by Laila Ali (best authors to read txt) 📕

Anticipation clouded her mind.

There eyes glued to each other, she couldn't take them off of his eyes as per his command.

"Kiss me Zahra." he whispered, staring directly in her eyes, his hands moving on her waist.

"Ye...ss?"

"Yes"

"I...I..do...not..I...pl...ease" she stuttered.

"If I'll kiss you it won't end well with you. The choice is all yours now" he muttered, and her eyes widened.

She had no other option. 

She moved her head slowly towards his. Her heart beating fast in her chest. 

And then her lips collided with his. Her chest rumbled, her body was shaking.

Terror, anticipation and humiliation was what she felt.

She placed her shaking hands back on the sofa and begin to move her lips on his. She felt humiliated at his absurd command.

She should have never said a 'no' to him. This was sheerly humiliating for her. She was terrified what her future will hold? Will he continue to humiliate her like that forever?

She continued to move her lips but he gave no reaction. She felt like a prostitute who is trying to seduce a man and this mere thought brought salty tears in her eyes. She fought against the sobs and hiccups forming in her throat, focusing on the task at hand so she could go far from him as much as she can.

He scares her.

He jerked her shuddering body forward and begin to roam his hand on her waist and back. He noticed, she didn't know how to kiss and after a few seconds she pulled back, her cheeks tears streaked.

"Did I ask you to stop?" he said harshly and she again placed her lips on his.

It was so embarrassing.

She continued this for a while and then pulled back again, her eyes begging him to stop humiliating her but a single glare from him ceased all her protests and she kissed her.

He suddenly deepened the kiss and begin to kiss her back. In a swift motion, he placed her on the couch underneath him and kissed her deeply, madly and viciously chewing her lips.

He pulled back and saw her cherry colored lips and tears streaked cheeks. He brushed away her tears and looked straightly in her eyes.

"That's how we kiss baby. And next time make sure how to use your tongue" he muttered and pulled completely off of her, grabbed her hand and they both got out of the room, heading downwards, out of the lounge towards his car.

He clicked the button and unlocked the car and she settled down in the passenger's seat. He reversed the car and the big large metal gates got opened letting the car out.

He was driving smoothly on the desolated path. She was scared where he is taking her to but she just hoped, it could be haveli, so she could meet everyone. Its been just a day away from them and she felt like its been years. She wanted to meet her mother, hug her tightly, cry in her warm embrace. She so much wanted someone to console her.

Her biggest fear was being alone. In teenage whenever the thought of marriage used to hit her mind, it suddenly made her gloomy by merely thinking that she'll have to leave her parents one day. But now her father is dead and she can't meet her mother until he permits. She was caged. 

She felt restrained, she felt as if someone is choking her throat every passing second, she felt as if her wings are clipped, she can't fly anymore. She can't be free anymore!

"Did you take the pills?" he asked, distracting her chain of thoughts.

"Yes. I did."

"Hmm"

"Ca..n I as..sk-" she stuttered but he cuts in.

"Stop stuttering. And get to the point."

"Are we going to ha...veli?" she asked, breathlessly scared of his reaction.

"No" he replied and her head hung low. The only spark of hope was lost too. They were not going to haveli.

Silence. No words were exchanged after that. A few minutes later, they reached a mansion, the guards opened the door, already knowing whose car it is.

They let the car in and they both got out, he handed the key to chauffeur to park the car in garage.

He held her hand and walked inside the mansion, it was quite huge and opulent. As soon as they entered inside, her eyes met Moosa's and a sudden happiness spark in them.

He seemed a decent guy to him. She was so thankful to him for last night, atleast he tried to save her from him.

"Assalam alaikum. How are you bhabhi?" Moosa greeted, making her uncomfortable with what he called her with, 'bhabhi'.

"Wa alaikum salam. I'm fine. You?" Zahra replied coyly, standing beside Irtaza

"Me too. Thankyou-"

"Are we going to have all the conversation here?" Irtaza asked.

"No brother! lets go in" he said and guided them both to the drawing room while ordering the servant to serve the dinner asap.

They three settled in the drawing room and Moosa and Irtaza engaged into a conversation about which she wasn't interested.

She looked around and analysed the luxorious room, its large walls had large paintings and a big chandelier was hanging down from the ceiling, the room screamed money. 

Moments passed and they still were engaged in conversation making her wonder that why is she here when the servant announced that dinner has been served and they moved towards the dining room.

Everyone settled on the chairs, Zahra next to Irtaza and Moosa infront of him. Her eyes ran on the varieties of food items placed infront of her and drool filled in her mouth, she only had breakfast since morning and that too was chicken roast, the dish she despised the most.

"What will you eat bhabhi?" Moosa asked and her eyes once again ran on the food items on the table and they landed on biryani.

The first love of her life.

"Ah! so you want biryani?" 

She was about to nod her head when his words rang in her ears.

'This will be your meal from now on'