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

Chapter 5

The moment she lifted her face and looked at him, she felt so dead. 
He was looking like a perfect gentleman wearing white shirt, a black blazer and his hair, fully combed to side, leaving some strands on his face making him look so hot and innocent at same time. For a moment, his handsome face and looks impressed her but she recovered from the trance quickly and realized how a devil he is. 
She was wearing a maroon dress, along a with a net dupatta on her head, her straight hair with wavy loose curls at end, falling on her shoulders, bangs shaping the face and rest covering her back. 
He was constantly looking at her, she tried to remain calm and neutralized her expressions so he couldn't see what she was really feeling inside. Despite ignoring him, she could feel his burning gaze digging holes in her and how his eyes were scanning her body and how his eyes were trying to make a contact with her. While she only sighed at his behavior and was so frustrated inside that she wanted to burst open at her family and kill this man, who was sitting right in front of her, making his impact on her family.

"Your daughter is so pretty, I couldn't believe my son can chose such a stunning and talented girl for him. Now I realize how he fall for her at first sight" his mother commented and made Ayeleen's parents smile. They felt proud that they have Ayeleen as their daughter.

"No doubt you raised your son well, that instead of making a move himself, he straight came to me and confessed how much he love my daughter and want to marry her. And I'm really glad that I will have him now as my third son" Ayeleen's father said to them.

"If you permit me I would like to give Ayeleen our family ring and engage them both" her mother asked Ayeleen's parents, while his father also approved.

"Yeah sure why not" Ayeleen's parents replied.

And this was the moment when Ayeleen forgot to breath. She couldn't expect that it will be too sudden. Like they just came to see her and already engagement? Her eyes almost popped out and eyes became watery. This is how her life will end? Her parents didn't even ask her that what she wants. She felt so dejected that she wanted to run away, leave everyone in this world and create her own life, herself and live all alone. This is how parents do? She kept asking herself. There were no words to describe her feelings, it was the step to bound her with him.
While he smiled, it felt like a stab on her heart. It meant that her family already knew him that's why they made the decision so quickly. 
'so he already made a move on my parents, long time ago, bastard!' she cursed in her brain. 
Her mother came near, holding the ring. She cried inside, screamed that she don't want this, but no one heard her. She wanted to run away and tell everyone that she don't want this but the smiles on her parent's face told her that it will hurt them deeply. For the sake of their reputation and dignity she kept quite and let it happen. 
'what did I do wrong to be bound with this man?' she questioned god.

While tears were about to fall, she wiped them with a tissue before anyone could see them, especially Umer and realize her weakness.
She wanted to be strong and decided that she will end this engagement and will talk to her parents.

His mother sat beside her and took her hand by herself and slide the ring into her finger. And she felt like a dummy, letting it all happen to herself. Then she kissed her forehead. 
While her mother distributed sweets among all. 
Frustration, sadness, disappointment, all was written on her face. 
But nobody cared to look at her.
Her mother fed the sweet to Umer by her own hand and she wanted to kill him, as he looked at her, smiling victoriously. 
Umer's mother came forward again, and fed the sweet to Ayeleen which she took a very little bite.

"I guess you don't like sweets" she commented.
"Yes" she replied not lifting her face.

"If you don't mind, I'll suggest that children should talk alone for some time, they will get to know each other" his father suggested while his mother agreed in full happiness.

"Ayeleen you should take Umer to terrace, go and talk" Ayeleen's mother told her.

Despite feeling excruciating, she obeyed and stood up. She didn't looked at him. She got out of the room while Umer followed her.
She stepped up the stairs, while Umer behind.
She reached the terrace and did not faced to see him, turning her back on him. It was very windy, her dupatta was no more on her head, and her hair were swaying with the wind, but she didn't cared. After all what she was feeling, only mattered at the moment for her.
He came close and stood behind her, his face leaned into back of her head. He smelled her hair, they smelt like lavender. 
'perfectly gorgeous' he said in her breath. 
While on the other side she was crying, and didn't even noticed his presence.
With one hand he slide her flying hairs on one side of her shoulder, viewing her bare flawless neck. 
She felt his presence, but didn't resisted. He came near and kissed her neck, giving her all shivers and goosebumps. She closed her eyes, as she felt disgusted, how her body reacted. While he was surprised how her body reacted and smiled mischievously. 
'you're beautiful' he whispered in her ear.
She get away from him and turned to face him. She was crying with hiccups. He was not even a little moved by seeing her crying. He knew that he has to see alot, even after marriage but then he will deal with her. But she didn't seem to be a woman who will easily cry so he was amazed that such strong woman she pretend to be, can also cry.

"Please leave me, I don't want to marry you, I like someone else!" She lifted her face, eyes red from crying.

"It's okay if you like someone before me, from now on start working on to forget him, and especially block him and I should never hear about him again or I will not tolerate." He said in monotone without any hint of anger, but his last words were gritted through his teeth and they almost pierced her.

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