Coerced To Be His by Yarmia Tariq (top ten ebook reader .txt) 📗

His left hand man sat at the front seat with the driver. And four cars of guards followed them along, two at front and two at back. The driver started the car and pulled it on the road, heading to the villa. 

The car heater was on so she felt a little less cold now. Her hands were still dirty with his blood. She moved aside the blanket from Yousef's face and looked at him. He was calm and relax now and looked at her mother with doe like eyes. 

Maybe he felt cold too, she thought. 

She pressed him against her chest, protecting and feeling the warmth of his presence. He was enough to lighten the ray of hope again inside her. 

Umer watched his son with amazed eyes. He so much looked alike him. His features and everything were so similar. He tried to restrain himself from any movement at the moment. He was surprised to see her affection for their baby. He watched intently, can't help to remove his eyes. She changed so much, he thought. Her face now glowed more than before, the cheerfulness, the happiness and everything was present but not when she looked at him. 

She had the treasures for only whom she loved dearly, like her son at the moment. She looked at him with so much loved filled eyes that he felt a bit jealous. She never looked at me like that, he thought. 

Although she was dealing with a sensitive situation, she wanted Yousef to stay relax and didn't wanted to make him uncomfortable a bit. So she tried to avert his attention by playing with him and cheering him up. 

He didn't know how to start a conversation with her anymore. He didn't wanted to make her feel scared or afraid of him but he already did. Because still she had that old impression of him. 

He wanted to talk out with her and made her stay with him again, starting their new life with their baby. He was melting at the thought of his son. He didn't knew how to react at all. And like that he didn't know where to start. 

The car stopped in the garage and his driver opened the car door for both of them to step out. Ayleen didn't knew the place but she followed him behind as told. 

"Get her to the bedroom and give her what she needs" Umer replied shortly to the head maid and walked away to his study room. 

Ayleen was brought inside the large bedroom which she never saw before. It was decorated with his large portraits hanging on the wall everywhere. The theme was very unique to her taste. The navy blue colour although made the room look quite dark and damp but she liked it. 

She asked the maid for some warm clothes for herself and her son. 

The maid went away instantly to fetch her needs. While she sat on the bed with her baby and tried to make him sleep.  

Author's note

The next chapter I think would be more interesting as they will interact openly. But I was so nervous to write about how they actually feel like it was sensitive for me. I expect the story will end after they'll sort out their relationship.