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

She kissed him with all her might so he could let her go. Every nerve of her body worked to satisfy him so he wouldn't hurt her. 
He smiled against her lips when she grabbed him by his hair, fisting them and pulled him close to her being.

'its better this way' he thought and smiled more.

Finally she break away and felt out of breath. 
She breathed heavily, her chest heaving up and down. She let go of his hair and maintained her distance.

"Although I don't wanna let go of you now but I'll stick with my word." He stood up while his heated gaze remained at her, shifting from her lips to her chest time to time. 
And then he looked in her innocent eyes, unable to break away from them. 
It was sigh, satisfaction, happiness of victory in her eyes. Finally she somehow escaped through his torture. She saved herself.

"Now go and sleep, we gotta lot to do in morning" he said and walk away to insert card again in power switch.

She immediately got up and snuggled in the rug before he comes back and find her again. 
Pulling covers up to her head, she smiled to herself. This was a smile in ages. She chuckled at her little happiness.

He stood in the doorway, watching her behind covers. There was pin drop silence in the room and it was the sole reason he managed to hear her little chuckle.

'Kiddo' he thought to himself and smiled more, trying to control his laugh. 
He moved forward and laid on the opposite side. He turned off the lights and tried to close his eyes.

But he had to admit that it was the best kiss he ever had in his life. It felt like his first kiss. No matter how many times he kissed her but she never willingly responded to him. He loved every inch of it.

*

It was ten in morning when they were sitting on the little table, having their fresh breakfast.

"I'll drop you to salon. Have a makeover, and I'll attend my meeting with foreigners until then. When I'll finish, I'll pick you up and then we'll go on shopping" he explained his plan while she listened him with interest especially at the mention of salon.

"Salon?" She asked in surprise.

"Yes, dont you girls go there? To gave yourself a look? It's been a while to our marriage, almost like 6 months and you've never been to one. So I thought you might need it" he said casually, sipping on his juice.

"I've only been to salon thrice and one of them includes my wedding makeover" she replied making his eyes go wide.

"You can't be serious! No haircut? Facial? What do you call? Mani, Pedi nothing ever?" She exclaimed in disbelief.

"No I never had one, I trim my hair myself after every 3 to 4 months. I have a skin care routine, take care of myself on my own. I never felt need to go to salon." She replied calmly.

"That's unbelievable for me. Every girl out there goes to salon every week or month. After all you're different but you'll need to go today. I'll drop you, spend all of it on yourself you want and surprise me at party tonight. I want my wife to look like goddess among all" he said while he placed his fork in his plate.

It was unbelievable for her how he was describing her but it felt good. She hummed in response.

They completed their breakfast and he dropped her to salon at 11:00. Then he went to attend his important meeting.

At first Ayleen didn't knew what to spend and on what to spend. Gladly there was some professional helper too to guide her what she really needed.

After 3 hours of relaxation, having her manicure, pedicure, giving her hair some layers, facial, and some body massage she was all ready to leave.

He arrived on time and she didn't had to wait much. It was relaxing to spend some time on herself. And his expressions were enough to tell her that he liked her fresh and glowy look.

"You're glowing" he complimented without looking at her while he drove to the shopping mall.

"Thankyou I guess I needed it" she replied with a smile.

"I told you" he replied like he was proud of himself for guessing right.

The next minute she know, they were standing in Cevahir (shopping mall in turkey).

"What do you want to wear Tonight?" He asked while they walked through the shops trying to figure something out to wear.

"Is it a formal party?" She asked.

"Ofcourse it is, very formal only for business people to attend with their ladies." He replied while he looked at a Rolex watch.

"Then I'll prefer a formal dress. I know what I want" she replied confidentially and they walked into a shop of beautiful luxury women dresses.

They shopped for two hours until their hands were full of bags. And Ayleen was tired of trying out dresses.

They both sat in cafeteria and had lunch.

"One cappuccino and one zinger please" Ayleen replied to the waiter and closed the menu, placing it on the table in front of her.

"Such a casual" he commented.

"Why you object with everything? I just don't know the country so I don't want try something worst and ruin my lunch" she replied annoyed.

"Experience babe makes you see wonders" he smirked.

"It does but right now I want to have a peaceful lunch" she replied firmly.

"Sure" he gestured.

Their lunch arrived and the waiter place it elegantly in front of them.

Cappuccino tasted better than anywhere in the world and Ayleen finished it quickly than expected. 
They almost finished their lunch when Umer stood up.

"Where are you going?" She asked confused.

"I'll pay the bill and I have to make some important call" he replied and went away.

She silently munched on the last bite of her burger and cleaned her hands. 
She was aimlessly looking in her surroundings when her eyes froze on a couple.

Her hands turned cold and she wished that it should be a nightmare. She can't be fully awake, and in her senses to witness such a heartbreaking sight. It must be a nightmare, a bad dream!