Coerced To Be His by Yarmia Tariq (room on the broom read aloud .TXT) 📕

It felt like everything stopped around her. She wanted to believe it as a meaningless confession but his eyes spoke it all. Somehow his confession didn't felt weird, it felt like she knew it but he just now confessed it openly. 

She realized that deep inside she always knew that he was obsessed with her. But she never believed it and took it as his hate towards her. 

Her grip loosened on his arm as she was caught in a trance. He retreated his arm back, and after grabbing a pair of t-shirt and trouser from his wardrobe, he went inside the bathroom. 

It just felt too unreal for her. She forced him to say it but it was not actually what she expected. 

But love is not painful, then why his love hurted her so much? 

Why his feelings made her suffer so much? 

She went through physical torture just because he loved her? 

It made no sense to her as she found it confusing. But one thing she realized that obsession might ruin it all. She was his obsession. And he tried to equalize the pain and pleasure for her. 

But now when he admitted it, he also accepted that what he did was wrong. 

She got up and laid on her side of the bed. Pulling the covers up to her face, she tried to sleep. As she wanted to escape the reality. 

He returned from bathroom after changing but instead of sleeping beside her, he silently left the room. 

In morning they both faced each other at the breakfast table. But he didn't even looked at her. He simply focused on his food and after that he just left the table. She was stunned by his behavior as it was beyond belief that he actually loved her and after admitting his feelings he was so embarrassed that he didn't even looked at her. 

She shouldn't have forced him, she forced him to that extent where he had melt down his mask which he used to hide himself and uncovered his feelings to her. She felt bad for him. 

The maid informed her in her room as they had to leave for the flight. She already packed her bags after breakfast as there was nothing much to take. She changed Yousef's clothes and made him ready. 

After changing her clothes she left the room with Yousef as maid accompanied her to hold her bags and carry them to the car. 

He didn't even bother to look at her during all the journey to Dubai. His assistant and his all men who accompanied him in Pakistan were also with him. Except his right hand man who needed to rest. 

His driver dropped her to home while he went straight to his office along with his men. 

Anna welcomed her with open arms and warm heart. She was delighted to see Ayleen and beyond happiness to see Yousef as she couldn't recognize him at first sight. She didn't mention any past incident and treated her just like before. 

As she looked around, the house was still same except it was dipped in darkness and looked more lonelier. The thick curtains covered the large mirror floor to ceiling windows which once used to let in the sunshine at daytime and moonlight at night. 

Somehow she felt a sense of reliability and warmness to be back again. The house felt like, it became relive again. 

She went inside her bedroom and everything was just like before, as she left. 

All day Yousef played with Anna and after a playful day, he became tired and slept quite noisy at night.  As per Umer's orders, a baby cot was already present beforehand in their room for the time being. He felt really comfortable in the soft mattress of his cot. 

After spending a busy day, she send Anna back to her quarters as she wanted to make dinner by herself for him as she used to do before. She prepared everything by herself and placed it on the table. As far as she remembered it was almost the time he used to come at home. 

She waited for him till midnight until her patience gave in and she was worried. She went to Anna and asked her why he was not home yet, or maybe they should call in case if any mishap might occured to him. 

As she didn't expected, she told her that sometimes he didn't usually come home at nights. He used to spend his time in his office by overworking, to kill the thoughts, invading his peace of mind. 

In great disappointment she went back to her room and changed her clothes into her nightwear. 

She laid down on the bed and looked at her son with admiring eyes, as he slept beyond worries. 

How lucky are these little ones, no worries, no complications, just a peaceful life, she envied. 

She didn't realized when sleep hovered over her eyes and she dived deep into it. 

It was cold, chilly night when the beads of sweat started to form on her forehead. In deep sleep she struggled with something. She was having a terrible nightmare. Her eyes flinched open after a moment. She got up and rubbed her forehead, feeling scared. 

Her throat felt dry and itchy. She looked for water at the side table but unluckily there was nothing. She remembered that she forgot to place the water. So she got up and took slow steps downstairs to get the water. 

All the house was dipped in darkness. But as she grew close to kitchen, she found that the lights were open. Her eyes roamed around, scanning the surrounding because it felt really creepy. As far as she knew, she turned off all the lights before sleeping. 

She found no one. She turned off the lights again as the moonlight peeking from windows was enough for her. 

She picked up her glass and poured the water from dispenser, mixing the cold and warm water to balance the temperature of the liquid. 

As she took a sip, she felt a presence behind her. Before her mind could process any thought, she turned around and started to run past him as the doorway was in the same direction. 

But before she could even reach it, a hand grabbed her from her arm, pulling her back as she struggled to lose the steel like grip. 

"Please don't kill me! Just let me go!" She started mumbling whatever came on her tongue.