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Without thinking twice I pushed his cabin door open and as I saw him standing near his table I ran to him and hugged him with all my might.

"For the reports.... Whoa, Naila?"

That's better..... that's much, much better. Being in his arms....in my safe haven, it's the best feeling. It makes me forget everything.

He hesitantly wrapped an arm around me.

"Uh.... Jaan. I'm having a meeting with the manager right now." He whispered.

Manager? What manager?

Then it clicked me. Daddy was here?!

I got back hastily but a few strands of my hair got stuck in his button.

"Ouch!" Perfect timing! I thought embarrassed.

I looked at daddy with the corner of my eyes. He was gaping at us wide eyed sitting on the couch. I shut my eyes embarrassed.

"There, problem solved." I heard Kaif say, noticing a hint of amusement on his face. Without giving a second glance to anyone, I made a run to the door and out.

I ran to the washroom leaning to the faucet panting. I looked into the mirror, my face was red with embarrassment. I hugged Kaif in front of my father?! How stupid can I be?!

We drove to the mansion. Mom suddenly called us both this evening. I noticed a ghost of a smile on Naila's face.

"You look happy?" I asked. She shrugged in response.

She wished me happy birthday with a sweet kiss at midnight. I don't suppose this has anything to do with my birthday? Why would Mom do anything special for me? She hates me and besides, I'm 26, not a child.

We rang the doorbell like a guest. It made my heart sink to think in that way. Mom came to open the door. She had a wide smile on her face. I thought it was for Naila...

"Assalam...."

She embraced me? Not Naila....but ME? What's going on? Is this some kind of dream? How is this even happening right now? I looked at Naila confused, she tilted her head grinning from ear to ear. My eyes teared up as my heart ached with joy. I held her lovingly.

She got back smiling.

"Happy Birthday beta!" She gave a kiss on my cheek.

"Thankyou Mom." I said soo gratefully. If this really was a dream.... I never wanted to wake up.

She hooked her arm in mine and walked me in. I couldn't take my eyes of her. It was the first time in years that Mom embraced me like that and smiled at me soo lovingly. I couldn't stop smiling.

"Naila beta, why are you still standing there. Come in. It's your home." Mom said to Naila who was just looking at us both smiling from the door.

"Coming Mom." She said and ran to us.

"Kaif my son.... happy birthday!" Dad came forward spreading his arms. I was soo surprised by all this that my brain wasn't working anymore and I just gave in to this happy occasion. I went in to his arms as he held me into a strong embrace patting my back.

"Proud of you beta!" He said. My heart ached again. How long have I been waiting to hear that from him.

And just like how a beautiful dram comes to an end when you wake up, mine came to....with the click of a camera.

It was the media. Lot's of cameras, reporters, lights and people all around the house. So all the love and embracing was all for the media huh? I was soo stupid to think it could all be real even for just a moment.

Ofcourse, Mom was smiling but her eyes were blank, Dad was patting my back but his eyes had that same disappointment in them and Naila....she was smiling but.... there was sadness in her eyes.

What a joke!

I'm going to be the Chairman in the next 4 days. Ofcourse I need publicity, and I do have the idea of whose stupid idea this must all be.

"Shall we cut the cake?" Naila chirped.

I glared at her but she was too busy smiling and acting cheerful to notice it. I was beginning to get a headache now. All these cameras and media who were here just for free food was raising my blood pressure.

I cut the cake monotonously.

"Smile. Everyone's watching." Mom whispered.

I forced a slight smile feeding cake to everyone like a little boy.

When the formalities were over and everyone was busy with dinner, I dragged Naila with me to an empty room.

"Ow! Slow down Kaif." I forced a smile when he suddenly grabbed my hand and began dragging me. He took me inside a room and locked the door behind us. By the look on his face I could say he wasn't happy about something. Did I do something wrong?

"Ah!" I yelped as he pushed me to a wall a bit too hard and gripped my shoulders painfully.

"Kaif it hurts...."

"What the hell do you think are you doing? This was all your stupid idea wasn't it?!" He grunted.

I looked up at him a bit scared now.

"Wh.... what idea?"

"Of this stupid birthday party!"

I nodded. Looking down.

He slammed his hand on the wall beside my face making me flinch.

"Why? Am I some kind of joke to you? Was it fun embarrassing me? Was it fun making a joke of my feelings? Huh?"

I shook my head on the verge of tears.

"Calling the media to introduce me as a new product, making Mom and Dad play along your stupid script, making them pretend to love me,.... making them say things I desperately wanted to here from their hearts like a movie script...why do all you women love to play with my heart damnit!" His voice faltered at the last 2 statements.

I held his jacket with shaky hands as I broke down crying. I'm stupid....an idiot...how did I not realise it would hurt him.

"I'm sorry Kaif.... I'm really sorry.... I... I didn't realise I might end up hurting your feelings soo much instead of making you happy. I'm soo dumb. I.... I thought if even for a moment, you'd be happy that Mom and Dad loved you like before....it would be a perfect birthday gift, I never realised I might end up hurting you instead.

I imagined that if...if my parents ever even just acted to love me even for a moment it would make that moment for me such a happy one so... I... I thought you might feel the same. I was dilusional...I'm sorry... please forgive me...."

She looked in my eyes regretfully.

"Please don't look at me like that.... please don't hate me..."

All my angry drained away replacing with guilt. What an idiot I am! I didn't think about her point of view and yelled at her like that.

I gently pulled her crying frame in my arms.

"Shh, don't cry. I'm sorry Naila.... I don't hate you.... I can never jaan. It's just that....it felt so surreal that I wished it was true but I knew that it would never be. I was angry at myself and my circumstances but I took it out on you. I won't ever do that again.... please... don't cry Jaan." I kissed her hair.

Her parents....she wished for atleast such a fake moments with them, for them to smile with her, hold her. I totally forgot about her feelings. She's been suffering like me all these years too. She's been living with her parents' hatred too. I can imagine how hard it must've been for her. Even after having 2 such life threatening accidents, her parents didn't even call to ask if she's ok. When was the last time she even talked to them? Our wedding day? Did they even bless her during that time? Did they even held her during her Rukhsati (bidaai)?

She finally stopped crying and lifted her head to me. I wiped her tears with my thumbs.

"You don't hate me?" She said looking terrified.

I shook my head.

"Never. I love you."

She sighed relived and smiled

"Thank you." She said sniffing. I kissed her forehead.

"Oh right.... I almost forgot. I got another gift for you." She said blushing.

I leaned forward with a playful smirk to her with my arm resting over her head on the wall.

"What is it that's making you blush soo much? Is it something naughty?"

Her face turned more red and she weakly hit my chest.

"No you dirty mind. It's....um... I don't know if you'd like it. So I am confused. Now step aside."

I did and she reached for her purse which was on the holder. She brought a gift wrapped palm sized box in front of him.

"Happy Birthday." She said.

I took the box amused.

"Open it atleast before judging me." She rolled her eyes.

There were 2 platinum rings in it.

"Promise rings?" I smiled.

She nodded and taking out the male one, she took my hand and slid it into my finger. She raised her hand in front of me excitedly and I put her ring on too.

She took my hand and inserted the heart shaped diamond in my ring's hollow heart shaped socket. It felt like the ring found it's lost piece that it would never separate from again

"See, perfect fit." She beamed.

Just like how she came and joined the empty piece of my heart with hers.

"When I went to the jewelry shop with Mom yesterday I saw this set and it reminded me of us. Individually they look like 2 incomplete pieces but when attached, they look like they would never separate, filling eachother's void." She took my hand and kissed over the ring.

"Btw, if you don't like them or think they're too cliche, I can get it changed the sales lady said. One of the perk of being a VIP customer." She said proudly.

He shook his head cupping my face.

"It's perfect.... Just like us."

I smiled relieved. Alhumdullilah! Atleast he liked 1 gift.

He leaned to kiss me and I closed my eyes, parting my lips slightly, anticipating, when his breath stopped with just a lingering feeling on my lips for a moment before disappearing. I opened my eyes disappointed.

"Let's save it for later." He said with a secretive smile. I narrowed my eyes at him. He held my hand, entangling our fingers and we walked out.

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We came back to our home and as soon as we entered in he got a call.

"Yes Ahmad..." He excused himself as if was from work and I made myself walk to the room pouting. Seriously! It's past 10 pm. Now he'll talk for hours.

As soon as I opened the bedroom door my jaw dropped to the floor. I walked in entranced.

"How is it?" Kaif whispered in my ear from behind.

"Beautiful like fairytale dream!" I said smiling from ear to ear.

The room was filled with red rose petals and other beautiful flowers. The whole room was just lighted by a lot of aromatic candles and it smelled heavenly. It was all soo romantic! I was swooning.

"I thought I could have my birthday present tonight." He said.

I turned to him and he wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer.

"Would you be my present my lovely lady?"

"I would love to your highness." I said giggling.

He grinned from ear to ear blushing.

"I also have another request." He bit his lip nervously and pointed towards the box on the bed.

I went and opened it excitedly. I covered my face blushing hard.

"Ok." I said. "Can you....give me a moment alone?" I asked.

He nodded and left the room closing the door behind him. As soon as he left I jumped and giggled like an excited little girl.

So will, tonight be the night when we.....oh my! I rushed to the bathroom to ready myself for him.

I freshened up, took a shower exfoliating with a fragrant body wash, shaved where I should, brushed my teeth and got out to pick the red laced nighty. I wore a black lace panties underneath which I bought....for emergencies like this and unlocked the door waiting for him. I did my hair, put on slight make up, and a tinted red watermelon flavored lipbalm. To complement my dress.

There was no one home except the 2 of us. OMG! My heart is about to burst out with excitement.

What should I do? How should I sit.... should I do a sexy pose or...just act casual? I tried a few poses which felt dumb or too over the top. Finally I gave up and just stood in the centre of the room among the candles waiting.

After not soo long the door opened and my heart raced faster. He walked in and just froze on the door looking at me with wide eyes and a open mouth. I blushed soo hard my cheeks ached a bit.

"Are you just going to keep starring at me like that?"

He shyly moved his fingers through his hair making my heart skip. He looks so hot when he does that!

"No, that's not the only thing I'll do."

He said closing the door and striding towards me. My heart raced with his every step towards me.

"You look soo amazing that I can't wait to open my present." He whispered in my ear making a shiver run down my spine.

I looked at him a bit disappointed as he stepped away from me and walked towards the table at a side. He turned on a soft music on a pair of bluetooth speakers.

"May I have this dance my lady?" He said like a gentleman stretching his one hand and the other behind his back.

"Um.... I can't dance." I said awkwardly giving my hand in his.

He kissed my knuckles.

"Don't worry, just follow my lead."

Oh my Allah!

He pulled me closer as I gasped slamming on his chest. He locked his eyes with mine. His hand rested on my waist. He was wearing such a simple white t-shirt and jeans yet he looked soo hot.

He took a step forward as I took a step back, then vice versa. I followed his lead.

"Not bad." He chuckled.

•••

"I think soo too." I giggled. I held his finger and spinned then he caught me in his arms again hugging me from behind. He nuzzled my neck as his hand travelled down my side. I flinched as his fingers brushed the bare skin of my thighs. He slid his hand through the slit of my nighty slightly as he carrased my thigh.

He nibbled on my earlobe painfully slow. I closed my eyes giving in to his sweet torture. He kissed and nibbled at the side of my neck as I slipped my hand at the back of his neck pulling him closer.

He turned me to him as I saw his eyes full of lust and longing. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him as he held me closer by my waist. His hand carrased my behind before he suddenly squeezed it making me gasp in the kiss and he slipped his tongue in my mouth. I couldn't help but moan at the feeling of his velvety tongue ticking my insides.

"You're lips taste delicious..." He moaned on my lips

The kiss became too passionate. I slipped my hands down his torso and lifted his t-shirt. He got back to take it off our breathing and hearts racing. I really wanted run my lips all over him but I had to careful remembering about last time. I just have to let him take the lead, so I held back. He kissed and nibbled at the side of my neck as his hands slipped down the belts of my nighty from my shoulder and it fell down my legs in a puddle. I could feel myself getting wet. He stepped back to take a look at me and gasped.

I looked down hugging myself shyly.

"Oh God! I don't think I can hold back anymore." He groaned.

"Then..... don't." I said in a low voice and looked at him from under my lashes to see him biting his lip.

I squealed and giggled he suddenly lifted my off my feet and spinned me once. He was grinning from ear to ear and he walked to the bed throwing us both on it landing over me.

My hands craved to touch him but I resisted everytime. Maybe he noticed that so he sat up making me sit with him. He took my hand and placed it on his chest.

"Naila...touch me." It was a request.

I shook my head pulling my hand back almost immediately.

"No Kaif. It's ok. I'm fine with just you loving me." I lied.

"But I'm not fine with it. I want to feel your touch.... I want to see how you love me....are you afraid that I might hurt you again?" He asked guiltily.

I cupped his face.

"No jaan, I'm scared I might hurt you."

He turned his head to kiss my palm.

"You won't."

He took my hand and moved it on his chest and down his abs. I gulped. His lips parted and eyes closed as he was breathing rapidly. I dared to go close to him. I was worried but I still wanted to give it a try. Also, the thought of how that woman must've touched him was boiling my blood. I wasn't disgusted with him...no...not at all, infact, I wanted to take those horrible memories away from him. Erase her touch and leave mine on him.

I kissed the side of his neck just below his earlobe. He flinched alarming me. He has shut his eyes tight....like he was scared. My heart hurted to see him like that. I hugged him. Our bare bodies touching making us both shiver

"It's me Kaif.....your Naila." I whispered.

"My Naila? Naila." He whispered desperately. I gently moved my hands on his bare back kissing the side of his neck. He moaned in response. I went further down leaving quick kisses on his chest constantly keeping an eye on his face. His breathing heaved.

"Do you....like it." I asked.

He smiled. I gently laid him down kissing and nibbling on his abs. He groaned and moaned encouraging me even more. Where was all this confidence in me coming from I was surprised at myself.

I gasped as he rolled over suddenly.

"My turn." He said in a deep voice.

He was trailing down kisses from my lips, jaw, collar bone, neck, between my breasts and down my stomach. My chest rising and falling rapidly. He nibbled through just above the lace of my panties making me moan his name and grip the bedsheet below. My back arched as he slightly bit the inside of my thighs then trailed kisses down till the back of my knees.

"Kaif....oh Kaif....." I desperately called his name.

That night, he showered all his love on me. He wasn't scared like before, nor he thought about anyone else but me. I gave myself to him completely as we made love to eachother finally becoming one.....