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

"I'm sorry. I thought that you might be thinking that I...." she blabbered but he cut in.

"You don't live in my fucking mind." he contended.

"You.....I....hurt." she stuttered again as no words were coming up in her mind. 

"I'd never hurt you purposely Zahra. If you're keeping a secret from me then say it already because if I get to know about it on my own then you've no idea what I can do with you." He warned, squeezing her throat a little.

He moved his head closer to her ear and placed a kiss on her earlobe.

"I don't do good with those who play games at my back and hide things from me." He alerted her and left her throat.

He pulled back and saw her scared face. He retreated his hand back which was on her throat and brushed the stray strands from her face, before holding her hand and leading her to the inside of farm house.

Again, she felt the same relief, washing her nervous heart, on thinking that he didn't know anything.

She needs to be careful next time. She thought.

They both passed through the large spacious green ground, in the middle of which a pool was located, and stood at the front of brawny door.

Irtaza inserted the key inside the lock and turned it open as they both entered inside.

Zahra noticed the every detail of the interior. No doubt its exterior was also breathtaking but the interior had left her jaw hung open.

It was so beautiful!

"Its beautiful" she murmured, analysing the details of the house.

Big chandeliers hung through the ceiling and they sparkled as a diamond would. A large glass window was to her right, which gave the view of the spacious green ground outside. White ruffian sofas were placed around, in the centre of which was a glass table and a LED hung by the wall, just infront of the sofas. The inside was well designed with the graceful and refined combination of black and white color Mostly black. And the glassy stairs led of the lounge led to the upper portion of the house.

"Its yours" Irtaza stated and her eyes widened.

Did I hear it right?

"What?"

"Yes I bought it for you."

"But why?"

"Hmm....take it as a second birthday gift or a pre wedding gift. Or a place where I can teach you horse riding." He said pensively, narrowing his eyes.

"But I dont want it" she replied, looking down.

It was too much for her. She was never a materialistic person and she didnt want all his gifts. Rather it wasnt settling well with her, knowing that she'll run away from him.

"But I want it for you " he stated in a tone which left no place for arguments.

After that they both had a house tour and Zahra was already in love with the beauty of the house.

They both then had there practice session of her horse riding. He brought her horse here so he could teach her. And as Haseeb told, Irtaza was a strict instructor and she tried her best to be extra vigilant during her whole class.

After leaving the farm house, they both went to shopping for her bridal dress. Irtaza had told his grandma that he himself will buy a dress for Zahra. And after changing millions of bridal dresses there eyes fell on the piece which they were searching for so long,
an extremely elegant black bridal dress with intricate light golden designs on it. And he immediately bought it for her. They both shared a common thing and that was there fondness towards the color black.

He knew that his Dadi will make a fuss about the black color of bridal dress but he wanted it for her bride and he bought it. And he didnt believe that a color could affect someone's life in any way.

The whole day passed and it was 9 already. The sky had turned dark. He had informed it to her mother that they both will be reaching late at home.

They both decided to have a dinner at a nearby resturaunt because Zahra was famished which made her stomach make weird sounds after every five minutes making her embarass more and more infront of Irtaza.

She was impatiently waiting for her food and getting bored.

She had this habit whenever she's hungry she instantly gets bored moreover her partner was busy in attending calls after call, handling business and mafia both at the same time.

And then her mind begin to refresh the funny moments in her life making her giggle. It worked somehow in alleviating her boringness.

"Anything special?" Irtaza asked, with an amused expression on his face, as soon as he cut the call.

"You know one day Haseeb and Saif had a competition in which they both had to finished almost 3 to 5 kgs of french fried within five minutes. They were extremely loaded fries with cheese and mayo. I'm just recalling there faces. By the end of the competition they both were lying almost dead on the floor. 'I will not be eating for the rest of my life' haseeb had said to Saif, after finishing the whole tub of the fries. They both were looking like clowns. Hahahahaha" she replied enthusiastically.

She also had this one thing in her, whenever she's hungry she likes to talk and talk so much that her mouth starts to move on her own accord.

"Haseeb ate 5kgs of french fries?" Irtaza asked, surprised.

"Yes" Zahra laughed. "Almost more than 5. Saif had added 1 kg more to his bucket." She giggled again.

"I asked that troublesome boy not to even touch oily things for a month and here he is eating fucking 6 kgs of loaded fries. Just let me reach home." Irtaza muttered under his breath but she heard it and her eyes widened the next second.

"Aap ussy kuch nahi kahein gey! Bal k aisa samjhay mene apko kabhi yeh baat btai hi nahi! Haseeb is already so afraid of you and then he will eat me alive if he came to know that I told you about his little cheat." Zahra abruptly said, worrying for Haseeb.