The wedding ceremony was over and the guests were gone but still his family was not letting him go to his fairy.

They first wanted to do some rituals and then they took his wife away from him and now no one was intended to let him go.

He was glaring at everyone as they were busy talking but the one who was enjoying his misery most was his brother Shazir khan as he was the one who put him in this situation.

"Lala!!! Where are you going? Come sit with us... What will you do with the women?"

Shazir was smirking victoriously clearly enjoying his brother impatience.

And what made him jump with excitement was when all their male cousins agreed with him and made Taimoor sit.

His brother was acting like a child whose favorite toy was taken from him, perhaps it was, and the thought made him giggles with anticipation.

After one hour of grumpiness and impatience finally, Dadi Janam came as she told everyone to stop teasing him and let him go to his wife.

"Stop you, idiots... Let him go it's already midnight and he must be tired,"

Taimoor beamed at his lovely Dadi Janam while he moved toward her and glared at everyone that was looking sheepishly at each other.

Taimoor thanked his Dadi Janam but her next words made him looked at her shocked as the room roared with laughter.

"Thank you Dadi Janam... I am tired and they are irritating me with their nonsense talking,"

"Mera Bacha... I can understand you are already tired and irritated but also impatient to see your wife. Now they won't annoy you... You can go to your wife and reduce your tiredness,"

He looked at his Dadi Janam with agape mouth and wide eyes.

As everyone was laughing in the background and his Dadi Janam was giving him a teasing smile.

He whined but his Dadi Janam scolded everyone and told him to go.

"Dadi Janam not you too,"

"Ok ok sorry... shut up everyone... Now on no one will tease my son. You go bacha... She will be waiting for you,"

As he smiled at her and turned to go his Dadi Janam whispered the words that caused another round of laughter.

He just rolled his eyes and went before they stop him again.

"Go... Before you run to your wife as you are losing patience... My whipped boy,"

As he moved toward his room with beaming smile and determination to meet his fairy, his paced fasten.

He reached his room but before he can move toward it two figures stop him blocking his way.

He raised his eyebrows at his two annoying siblings, his patience was already running thin but now they are testing him.

"WHAT??"

He barked at them as they gulped in fear but they knew their brother will do anything to meet his wife and now is the golden chance for them to rob him.

They smiled innocently at him who was glaring at them as he crossed his arms at his chest waiting for their demands, he knew his siblings.

"What do you want? Tell me quickly I don't want to waste my time here,"

Shazir snickered at his brother's words and leaned toward Mansha as he whispered.

"Yeah... He will waste his time romancing with Bhabhi,"

Both giggles at that but Taimoor coughed to get their attention and his glare told them that he heard that so they quickly tell their demands.

"Lala... It's ritual to give whatever we want as we will let you meet your wife so do you give us what we want?"

He just looked passively at his siblings and nodded his head.

They smiled like Cheshire cat as he rolled his eyes at their stupid behavior.

"Ok, so I want that diamond bracelet that Ammi didn't let me buy on my wedding,"

"And I want that sports car that you never let anyone touch as mine,"

Both put their demands and he just mumbled his answer.

"Ok fine... You will get it,"

They smirked happily as they were on cloud nine.

Mansha quickly hugged him and ran away but Shazir Khan being the Dumbo opened his mouth again but Taimoor had enough.

"Lala...also that watch of your..."

"Do you want the car or not Shazir?"

Shazir looked wide eyes at him and nodded then ran away before his brother cancel everything and he was the only one at loss.

Taimoor pinched his nose as he took deep breaths and turned toward the door.

He smiled as he thought about his Fairy waiting for him just behind the door.

He opened the door and entered inside, he locked the door and turned toward his bride who was sitting in the bed looking so regal that he wanted to ravish her.

The room was decorated with candles and roses that give a beautiful sensual feeling to it.

....

Manizeh was sitting still with the veil covering her beautiful face but he being the impatient one has already viewed the most beautiful sight.

Manizeh was waiting for him for one hour but she also knew her family that they were not intentionally letting him come.

She smiled at the thought, she was a bit relieved.

He looked at her with so many emotions that she shivered at the intensity.

He didn't even think about everyone present there as he sat beside her on the stage enjoying the sight.

Manizeh swallowed as she thinks about what will happen when he will come as her heart race frantically at the thought.

Soon she heard a voice outside and she knew soon he will be in the room.

Her hands were sweating with nervousness and heart was beating against her rib cage.

She tried to hear what was going outside but her jumbled thoughts didn't let her.

She fisted her lehenga as he opened the door and come inside, she can feel the blood rushing to her ears as she heard him lock the door.

She waited for him to come as she repeated the mantra in her mind, he was your husband Manizeh, he was not any stranger he is your Mir, she thought.

Taimoor looked at his little wife who was fisting her lehenga and he can see her heavy breathing even when she was hidden under the veil.

'his little fairy was nervous, she was this shaken without doing anything what will his wife do when he ravishes her,'

He smirked at his thought and moved to sit beside her as she jumped at his action.

He was enjoying the nervousness of the brave Manizeh Taimoor Khan.

He holds her hand and can feel her heartbeat that was frantic as he caressed her wrist.

Manizeh shivered at the mere touch send a wave of immense pleasure mixed with shock down her spine.

He smiled at his effect on her and moved more close to her as he heard her breath hitching.

He chuckled at her innocence and spoke as he pulled her veil up.

"Ma sha Allah... Each time I look at you... I forgot to breathe. You... my fairy will be the death of me,"

He whispered as he leaned to kiss her forehead lingering for a moment to inhale her sweet scent that was driving him crazy.

"You know you are looking so beautiful at mehndi function that everyone was looking at you, that's why I told Mansha to put a veil on you today so only I can enjoy this sight... But I didn't know that it will cost me so much,"

Manizeh looked at him shocked, she now remembers Mansha persistence about the veil and glared at her husband who just chuckled at his cute wife.

"How mean Mir? Just because you are jealous didn't mean you let me suffocate... The dress is so heavy but because of you I have to bear this veil too,"

She huffed but her husband just laugh as he was enjoying her annoyance.

"Yes... I was jealous... But I have every right to be jealous... I love you for yourself Manizeh not for just your beautiful but when someone else looked at my wife I felt anger in my veins... Only I have rights on you fairy... Because I am jealous and possessive just for you... You own me Manizeh... Mir Taimoor is nothing without his Manizeh... Nothing,"

The intensity of his voice and the sincerity in his eyes shook her but as he leaned toward her she get more nervous.

He felt her quivering hands and hold them firmly as he pulled back to look at her.

"Manizeh... Relax baby... I will not do anything without your consent. You are my wife, my equal... Nothing will happen if you don't want it. Ok... Now relax,"

Manizeh looked at him and smiled slightly nodding that made him smile.

He again pressed his lips to her head and pulled back.

He opened the drawer at his nightstand and took out a velvet box and passed it to his wife.

Manizeh looked at him and when he nodded her to open it, she quickly opens the box and gasped when she saw a beautiful diamond ring and a locket that said 'Mir ki Dulhan'.

She looked at him who was smirking and chuckling at her enthusiasm.

He made her wear her wedding gifts and looked at her with adoration.

"Ma sha Allah... Meri hi Nazar na lag Jaye apko... You are looking so pretty fairy,"

Manizeh just smiled at him shyly and mumbled a 'thank you' to him.

"You must be tired... Come on let's get your dupatta and jewelry off. Then you can change here as I will take a shower,"

He noticed her irritation with the jewelry and heavy dress at the stage but he can't do anything.

Also, he wanted to distract his mind from the tempting siren that was his wife as he didn't want to scare her off with his desires.

Manizeh mere nodded at him and hold his hand as he took her to the vanity.

He sat her down on the stool and started his work as he first removed the pins of her heavy bridal dupatta.

She was breathing heavily at his touch and closeness, she closed her eyes when she felt the cool breeze on her deep exposed back as her dupatta came off.

Taimoor smiled as he looked at her through the mirror amused by her reaction.

He started removing her jewelry one by one, the process was very sensual as Manizeh heart was racing with his light touches.

Taimoor was also a victim as he was having a hard time controlling himself.

He moved behind her opening her bun as her beautiful tresses fell down her waist.

He collected her hair and moved them on the other side as he exposed her back to him.

He swallowed hard as he was at the edge of losing control and ravish his innocent beauty but for her sake, he stopped himself as he took deep breaths.

He loosens her necklace after removing her earrings and when he looked at her wearing just the locket with his name looking as magnificent as he dreamt.

She was breathing heavily with her eyes closed he can't stop himself as he leaned toward and kissed her neck just where her sweet spot was.

Manizeh gasped at his administration and looked at him who was lost in peppering kisses to her neck.

She bit her lip to stop any sound from escaping her mouth.

She whimpered his name and that broke his trance.

"Mi...Mir please,"

She didn't know if she was pleading with him to stop or continuing his assault.

He mumbled a 'sorry' and ran toward the bathroom leaving a flushed Manizeh.

Manizeh placed her hand at her heart and mumbled 'calm down dear heart'.

She heard the shower and got up to change before he came.

She changed into a comfortable white Kurta pajama and stood close to the window enjoying the moon sight and the peace of the night.

She was so lost in the moment that she didn't notice his presence as he came out after his really cold shower.

He looked at the bed but frowned when he didn't see his siren, but when he noticed her near the window looking like a beautiful angel.

He lost every sense and growled in possessiveness.

Manizeh turned around at the sound and got startled when she saw him but soon smiled at him as she saw his cute expressions.

She bit her lips that drive him crazy, she gulped at his sudden change in emotions thinking that her husband was bipolar.

He was amused at her cuteness and With a broadening smile, he strode over to where she was standing and hold her hands.

When her hands laced with his, he noticed just how small they were now that her palms were pressed into his.

He could wrap his fingers around her entire hand.

There were no awkward pauses, no second thoughts, no worries of what he was doing wrong only him and her and their hands fitting together like puzzle pieces.

"I love you so much,"

he said quietly, and she smiled at him with a hundred words behind her diamond eyes.

Just as quickly as her hands laced with his, he kissed her.

She responded with such enthusiasm that he was taken aback at first, but regained his composure and reminded himself of what was happening; he was kissing her, she was kissing him, and the world around them was meaningless.

Nothing could have possibly meant more than them, nothing could have more beauty than this moment.

Those small hands pressed into his, the way her round eyes fluttered to a close.

She fit into him like a glove, her kiss like the beating of a butterfly's wings, soft until it became addictive.

It was the murmuring,cool breeze of a summer evening; it was falling asleep to the faint noises of the Burrow; it was a red, blazing fire, yet a gentle, trickling rain all at once.

And he was falling fast, craving her scent and the feel of her so close to him, unsure where he ended and she began.

He had never been more grateful to have this life until now.

He would have rather die again and again than lose this: her entrancing eyes, her captivating smile against his lips, her laugh when he did something stupid, her hair and how it fell over her shoulder when she looked at him, her raspy voice, and her hands, those tiny hands, conforming and loosening to his calloused fingers in perfect rhythm with him.

But his stupid, stupid lungs had to find air, and he was forced to separate from her with the feeling of gravity being torn out of his core.

She greedily takes as much air as she can in her lungs and disconnecting her hands from his so she could run them through his disheveled hair, and he closed his eyes at her touch.

She was looking up at him with such an inviting warmth that he wanted to kiss her again, but it would have come off as obsessive.

He put his forehead at her and smiled enthusiastically as he felt his wife close to him.

Manizeh was still dazed by the kiss and when he spoke she barely heard his words.

"Stop me Manizeh... I won't be able to stop myself... Please,"

He pleaded with her and looked toward her with loved filled eyes and that was enough for his wife to submit to her heart desire.

She again pulled him close to her inches apart from each other as she whispered the words that took his breath away.

"I am your Mir... No one is stopping you... I love you with the depth of my heart and I will never regret giving my heart and soul to you,"

He was looking at her surprised, the sincerity of her words clear in her eyes but he needed to hear that from her mouth.

"Are you sure Manizeh? I will never pressurize you for this... I love you so much to do something like this... Just don't do it if you are not comfortable,"

Manizeh bit her lip again and he sucked a breath, standing this close to her after their first intimacy was making it hard for him.

Manizeh looked into his eyes and spoke with utter confidence and determination.

"I am yours till death do us apart... And I am sure Mir... I need this... You need this... We need this. So stop being scared and claim what's your,"

He smirked at her confidence and pulled her close if that was even possible.

Manizeh gasped at him who scooped her up and moved toward the bed and after putting her on the bed.

He moved toward the switch board dimming all the lights just leaving the room glowing with the candles.

"Oh, I will tell you who is scared baby... Now let me ravish my wedding gift,"

She blushed at his bold comment and shrieked when he took her lips for another soul-shattering kiss.

The night passed as both souls united, bounding them together for a lifetime.

Their VASL was witnessed by the angels in the skies and the stars also shy away as the clouds hid them behind their protective shield giggling at the Union of the couple who was destined before birth by their LORD.

The union of two broken and lost souls as they pass each hardship and hurdles with each other love, their VASL.

Hazerin Nazerin... Dekhti ankhoo aur parhne walo ko Mera Salaam...

So here is the demanded chapter 🤭🤭🤭🙈🙈🙈🙈....

I hope you will like it because this was my first time writting something like this...

Also don't worry the bonus chapter will be updated soon as the weekend start and I will have less stress...

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Zindagi rhi tu phir milege... Naye kissy ya us kissy ke khubsurat hissy ke Saath. Tab tak ke liye fi'amaan Allah.

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