Coerced To Be His by Yarmia Tariq (best books to read for women .TXT) 📖

The waiter took the order and went away. Their was still 10 minutes until their order could be served.

He looked at her turned face. While she remained in her position and didn't gave him any attention. She could feel his gaze on her skin but didn't wanted to face him.

"You know what I have some advice for you" he said and she still didn't look his way.

"If you'll obey me and follow my every order, your life will be easier. Always remember one thing, you can never resist me, I always get what I want, anytime, anywhere. You should keep that in mind. And after our marriage you will learn this thing quickly. And I may let you go one day when I'll get bore of you." He continued and took her hand in his palm and grazed on the ring on her finger.

"Am I your puppet? Do you have to ruin my life like this?" She said calmly and turned down the window mirror.

Cool breeze of the night filled the car and her hair slid away from her shoulders, exposing her neck.
While she looked at the sky which was filled with shiny stars. How much she wished she could just fly away to them and just have her peaceful life filled with love and happiness. Good morning hugs and good night kisses, that's what he's dreamed with Yahya in this cold winter night. And she closed her eyes to feel the moment, to seek the peace, tranquility and fill it into her soul until she feels light like a Chamomile.
While he just looked at her bare neck and thought, why everytime she has to got me all in my feelings all over again.

"You're my puppet and I'm very possessive of my things. I kill the people who try to touch my personal things and you're one of them" he gently tucked her hair strands behind her ear, which were dancing back and forth on her neck.
Then he gently grazed her bare neck with the back of his hand.
It felt smooth and sensitive to his touch. Her body reacted back with goosebumps. 
But his touch awoke her from her dream and she came back to the cruel but real world.
She turned to face him and tried to recall his answer, which she didn't gave attention to.
Their eyes met in the darkness and reflect the ardent flames and the fervent atmosphere was just creating a passionate, romantic, and fiery lust within him.
And she was forced to think, 'do I also want him?' 
But their moment was interrupted as the waiter knocked on the window.
He opened it and their food was served....