Possession by Laila Ali (ink ebook reader TXT) 📖

"Then you're free to leave me." He said and cut the call, leaving her behind all alone to dwell on her wretched fate.

She sat on the bed helplessly. Her heart was in a dilemma. Her conscience wasn't allowing her to betray Irtaza at the same time her heart wasn't letting her leave Daniyal. She didn't know what to do but this thing was crystal clear to her mind she wanted Daniyal and no one else.

But she felt remorse, she didn't want to betray Irtaza, cheating on someone was so low according to her but there was no option left for her. She had to make Irtaza think that she accepts this marriage with her whole heart. She had to do this all for Daniyal, she can't leave him.

She got Daniyal when she was broken in her life when there was no one to give her a shoulder, he came like a savior for her to give a shoulder on which she could cry and share her sorrows. She can't leave him at any cost but this was the first time in her life she had to eat her conscience for Daniyal. She didn't want to betray Irtaza but she knew he won't let her go easily and she wanted to go, to leave him and go to Daniyal.

Yet she was feeling bad for Irtaza.

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Both of them were in the car, driving towards the most luxurious restaurant in the area. Irtaza was left awestruck when he saw his wife beautifully dressed up in black, coming down towards him. He looked like a fairy to him, even more, beautiful than a fairy. And Zahra's reaction was the same. His whole aura screamed power and dominance. He was wearing a black tuxedo, his hair perfectly combed and his sleek black shoes, perfectly polished, reflecting the light in the room.

Zahra was continuously fidgeting her fingers while gawking outside the window. She was always nervous in his presence. Moreover, Daniyal's words were lingering in her mind. She was scared. Many assumptions were going through her mind. She was afraid that Irtaza might get to know about her's and Daniyal.

Many what if's were running through her mind.

What if he caught her?

What if he came to know about her and Daniyal's relationship?

What if he got the hint that she is putting up an act of accepting this marriage?

What if he perceived that she is betraying him?

And what will he do to her if he caught her?

These thoughts were causing goosebumps on her skin, making her more and more nervous.

"What are you thinking so hard?" Irtaza asked, bringing her back from her thoughts. His muscle flexed as he took a turn to the left.

"I.... me... its nothing." She said nervously.

"Why you're nervous?" He asked.

"No..I...I'm not" She stuttered.

"You're." He asserted and looked towards her scared face.

"You make me nervous" She uttered the truth, making him scowl but then he smiled.

"There is no need to be nervous until something fishy is brewing up into your mind." He told, increasing her heartbeat.

"No nothing is going on in my mind. I wasn't thinking about something fishy. Trust me nothing is brewing up in my mind. My brain wasn't thinking straight at all, actually-" She blabbered whatever was coming on her tongue, but he cut in.

"Zahra calm down, relax."

"I-"

"Shh... relax senorita. Relax and enjoy."

She nodded and tried her best to relax. She placed all her assumptions aside and took a deep breath to calm herself and thought to follow whatever Daniyal said.

The whole ride Zahra was trying to calm herself internally by taking deep breaths, counting in her head, and trying to create a positive image of Irtaza in her mind so she could be less fearful and less nervous in his presence it worked.

While Irtaza was noticing everything, her every single action and he figured it out that she was dead nervous.

They both reached the restaurant and Irtaza parked the car in the parking area. His actions surprised her when he opened the door for her.

She never expected that from him.

Holding her by her waist, they both went inside and got a table in the VIP section. The restaurant was huge and opulent, with a sweet melody flowing in the air.

"What you'll eat?" Irtaza asked as he studied the menu, which was placed on the table.

"Everything except chicken roast," Zahra replied.

"You don't like a chicken roast?" he curtly asked, still studying the menu.

"No it's too dry and tasteless and I can't even take a bite of it, it's weird."

"Just like your cake. Right?" He teased causing her to fluster up and then she boomed.

"Really? My cake was so delicious. It's not fair! You first said it was tasty and now you're saying that my cake is dry and tasteless like a chicken roast! Now I'm not gonna make anything for you! I promise! It took me two whole hours to bake that cake for you. Now what I can do If I'm a horrible chef and you don't like my cake!! But it was tasty for me! I will now only make things for myself. That's an official end of my cooking!! I was so-" she exasperated.

"If you ain't gonna stop. I will kiss you right here and right now, in front of everyone. Don't blame me later." He stated with a calm tone and placed the menu back on the table, looking amusedly at her face.

And that made her stop, her hands instantly moved towards her lips so he could not kiss her, causing him to chuckle.

"Zahra your small hands can't stop me from kissing you if I want to." He winked at her causing her cheeks to turn red.

He smiled whilst looking at her and then placed the order for both of them.

She was so innocent like a child and he fucking liked it!

After that no dialogues were exchanged as Irtaza was attending a call while Zahra continuously fidgeted with her fingers, feeling out of place. She has never been to such an expensive place.

"What happened senorita?" he asked after hanging up the call, pointing towards her fingers which continuously fidgeted with each other.