Married to Mr. Mafia by Nusrat Jahan (books to read this summer txt) 📕

" I can hear you "

" You know, " I added .

" Whatever " Nafisa dismissed and turned to continue her conversation .

My mouth just dropped on the floor .

What does this mean ......

" You have no idea what happened last time , she - " 

" Okay enough " I stood up " you guys continue I would like to rest my ears " I fake smile .

" Because you both just damaged my brain cell by CONTINUE BITCHING ABOUT ME ". I yell at their faces , they both look stunned .

Flipping my hair dramatically , I was about to leave when " oomph"  something  magically stuck my leg making me kiss the floor .

" Owes" I groaned , I guess I just broke my wrist with pride .

" Amira are you okay " both come to my head .

" I am fine " my voice came out squeaky .

No I am not fine I want to cry it's hurt so bad but damn my pride not going to let me .

" Are you hurt? " Mehjabin checked my hand .

" No...... " I chuckled through the pain .

" I am fineeeeeee" okay it hurts so bad .

They both glance at each other .

" What's going on here " we heard an authoritative voice guess who Khalid my dear husband .

" I think she hurt her wrist, " Nafisa said as soon as Khalid came to our view .

His eyes gave a disappointed look as he  kneel in front of me " a kid walks better than you " he muttered, annoyed that his strong yet pleasant aroma hit my nose making my brain lose sense . 

Before I could open my mouth to give a befitting reply his one hand snake on my back and other under my knees

I gasped at his touch as he stood up proudly with me in his arms , it felt like thousands of butterflies escaping roaming inside my stomach . All of a sudden I felt giddy inside .

I glanced at Nafisa and Mehjabin who had a sly smile on their faces .

I scowl.

Khalid  took me to my room " I hurt my wrist not my leg " I hissed embarrassed .

"  you could have said it back then " 

" but You  enjoyed it " he wink 

I gasp snacking his chest " No I am not " 

He chuckled " sure " 

Carefully he laid my body on the bed , his face was inches away from mine , we couldn't peel our eyes away from each other . My cheeks blared up with heat when his gaze fell on my lips . Unintentionally I lick my lower lips resulting in him groaning .

" Don't do that " he murmured softly , his thumb softly pulling my lower lips . My heart races like a train . His one small act of touch sent hundreds volt current inside my whole body .

What the hell is he doing to my poor heart?

Move away 

Move away 

He moved away slowly but his eyes were still  holding my heart in a cage .

Don't move away 

Don't move away

" Where did  you  get hurt? " his eyes scanned my wrist .

" Here " I pointed to my heart unconsciously .

His eyebrows lowered together " what " 

Damn his captive eyes 

Damn his lips 

Damn his pointed nose 

Damn his sharp jaw 

Damn his hotness 

" Tesoro ?" 

It's a crime to look so handsome 

He should be in jail 

With me 

In his arm 

Laying each other side 

My head on his chest 

Forever......

" Amira " I jerk back to reality .

" Huh ? Yeah .. what " I tried to look away which I swear took my whole strength .

" You okay " he eyed me in concern .

How the hell am I supposed to be okay !!!! When you are behaving like a prince charming Cinderella !!

" My wrist hurt " I almost cried .

Yes I want to cry because I know no way in his world , he will like me like I do ....

Ohh.... My poor heart is going to break so badly .

Damn you Amira

" Wait " he got up .

After sometime he sat on the bed with ointment in his hand .

Carefully taking my hand in his , he rubs the ointment in circular motion . I couldn't help but stare at him , the way his brows creased looking at my almost turned blue wrist made my heart clench .

Does my pain affect him??? 

Slowly unconsciously a small smile appeared on the corner of my lips . Who knew the heartless devil has a heart of gold .

After knowing his intention , my respect for him multiplied by a tenth fold .

Even though he was terrible with me from the start, the way he treats others with so much respect , the way he literally respects his mother even after so much hatred toward her and most importantly , I got to know , the old age home is only run by Khalid's donation . He has goodness but I don't know why I trigger him so much .

" You know we are this dinner party tomorrow " 

I nodded ..

" Tesoro I want you to-" 

" Not to come downstairs " I cut his words .

" I know and this time I won't I promise " I flash a smile but my heart dips in disappointment .

" Actually.... " He scratches his back.

I tilled my head. Is he really nervous ??

" I want you to come, " my eyes got bigger .

" With me, " he added .

" As a date " I got up so fast that he panicked.

" Or a maid " my face fell so was his .

Okay I was kidding .

He stood up too " look if you don't then I -" 

" Of course I will " I jump happily clasping my hand .

" Ow" I groaned, regretting immediately .

" Calm down Tesoro " he scolded, making me sit on the bed again but the smile didn't vanish .

" Is it a date ? " I ask innocently.

" You are my wife " he chuckled and my heart skipped a beat .

For the first time , he called me his wife so lovingly .

He looked surprised for a second then a naughty smirk appeared , closing the distance of our face " but do you want it as a date Tesoro '' he intentionally used his raspy almost seductive voice which suddenly made me forgot to breath .

" Umm I -" say something , say something smart , something witty .