Possession by Laila Ali (young adult books to read .txt) 📗

He plunged his tongue into her mouth, caressing her tongue. His one hand knitted into her locks to have better access in exploring her mouth and the other was roaming on her waist, smashing her body into his. He kissed her hungrily as if he was a man wandering thirsty in a desert and her lips are his water. His tongue skillfully explored every corner of her mouth, dancing against her dry tongue. His hold on her locks tightened showing his need as he pressed her lips more into him. He was practically eating her lips like a hungry lion devouring his prey.

Zahra was totally taken aback. She didn't expect this in the least. She was completely shocked unable to understand what was happening. This close proximity and him kissing her, that too half-naked blocked her mind. She had never been kissed before, never in her life. She always expected his first kiss by Daniyal.

Her shocked senses came back when her mind hit with the thought of Daniyal. She promised him never to betray him, to wait for him. And now she was married against her will and this man who was now her husband had his tongue within her mouth, kissing her brutally. Daniyal was her true love and she just couldn't let this happen. By hook or crook, she will find a way to get rid of him and go back to Daniyal. He was her love, life, and everything.

A new determination rekindled in her. She will fight him, definitely fight him till her last breath only for the love of her life, Daniyal.

He pressed her body against his. She moved her face sideways to get rid of his lips but he didn't budge instead flushed her body more into him. Her arms moved and she placed her hands on his chest and the very next seconds she regretted it. Her hands came in contact with his nipples and she pulled them back as if they got burnt. So she did one thing that came into her mind. She bit his tongue hard.

"Fuck!"

He immediately pulled off holding his mouth. Zahra didn't miss the golden chance and straight away unlocked the door and ran out like a maniac.

He cleaned the blood on his lips with his thumb and tilted his head, staring at her running form.

'Why the fuck is she so hesitant? Am I not her fucking husband?'

Her little fiesty act came into his mind and he smirked.

"Senorita, you need to think before you act," he said more like a warning and closed the door shut.

Zahra was panting heavily. She was clueless what she did was right or not but she only wanted to get away from him. She stood right in front of her room's door and composed herself because she knew her mother will be waiting inside.

After good five minutes of calming her hysterical nerves, she opened the door and found her mother sitting on the bed.

"What happened? Did you talk to him?" Ammara asked her as she entered her room.

"Yes mama I have talked," she said with a small smile clearly not showing her vulnerable state.

"So what do you say? Do you want to marry him?" Ammara asked. Her mother liked Irtaza because what Haider told her about his son last night that how much proud he is of him and how he was handling their family business and how he praised his son rose Irtaza's standard in front of Ammara's eyes. And the fact that Mujtaba also wanted Zahra to marry Irtaza, inclined her answer towards a yes but she wanted Zahra's consent first. She can't force her daughter.

"Yes mama, I," her throat clogged. She cannot even express her feelings to her mother, " will marry him,"

Ammara smiled brightly after listening to her daughter's words and immediately crushed her in a hug.

"Mujtaba (Zahra's father) also wanted you to marry Irtaza. His soul would be contented. I am so happy, Zahra. And you my daughter InshAllah will be the happiest. You took the wise decision, Zahra. I am proud of you. Irtaza is the perfect match for you," she said while hugging her.

Tears were now freely falling down her eyes. Her mother thought she would be happy but in actuality, she was caged with a psychopath. But she had to pull herself together for her mother. She cant tell anything to her, it would break her more. Yet the fact that she once again cannot share her feelings with her mother made more tears roll down her face.

Ammara pulled back and saw her daughter crying.

"What happened Zahra? Don't you want to marry her? Are you not happy?" she asked worriedly cupping her cheeks.

"No mama it's not that I just... miss baba," her voice came out broken more than she expected and she hugged her mother tightly. Her crying soon turned into sobbing. Her whole form began to shake with her hiccups. The silent room resonated with her big sobs. She cant be stronger anymore. She was tired of facing all the calamities all alone. She was tired of keeping it all to herself. She was tired of being weak. She needed a shoulder on which she could cry her heart out. Now she didn't care she has to be strong in front of her mother. She just wanted someone to comfort her.

Ammara hugged her daughter tightly. Her emotions were also at bay and seeing her daughter crying made her cry as well. And soon she began to sob as well, remembering her husband. The death of her husband had created a deep hollow pit in her heart that could never be filled. She was being strong for her daughter. But now she also needed a shoulder on which she could mourn. Both mother and daughter hugged each other tightly and cried their heart out in each other arms.

A knock on the door ceased their sobbing. Both of them wiped their wet cheeks and composed themselves.

"Come in," Zahra said in her heavy voice.

A maid came in and informed them of the breakfast before going back shutting the door close.

Ammara kissed her daughter's forehead.

"Everything will be fine my beautiful daughter. Your father is with you and always will be with you. It doesn't matter he is physically not here. And don't worry your mother is here. Right beside you. Who will support you and protect you," she assured her. "Now go and get ready for the breakfast."