Mine.

Meaning of the quotes in picture☝️:

How compelled we are to love,

Do not have the right to get you,

No more courage to forget you..

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Farah's POV :-

We arrived at jaipur international tourism spot where his private jet is. I am honestly kind of excited to see a private jet for the first time in my life.

We changed the car as we now are in a cool looking black jeep, its so attractive.

"Farah, we are here." Shahzaib said, I nodded and look outside only to gasped at the view.

There is a black airplane, no wait his private jet. Mashallah, kisi ki nazar na lagjaye! (May Allah save it from evil eyes), I thought looking at the coolest private jet.

"D-do you always travel in this?" I asked without removing my gaze from the beautiful view.

"I have seven of them, this one is my favorite so I told Akib to get it ready for us." He said, I snapped my head towards him.

"Seven..Private..Jets!" I ask in astonishment, he nodded with a smile.

"What exactly do you do?" I ask sympathizing the word "do".

"I'll tell you when the time comes." He said holding my hand.

"Now shall we head in?" He asked, I just nodded still in my thoughts.

We got out of the car and went in.

Okay~ okay, I can take this. Ya Allah, how will I take this? Its so beautiful! A air hostess welcomed us with a beautiful smile, well she is smiling at Shahzaib not me. I look at him but he didn't look at her, I have noticed this since our nikah that he doesn't look at any other women, he tried to avoid eye contact with them as much as possible. Although it is different in shahno's case, which I don't have any problem with. Wait! What am I even talking about? Allah~

"This way sir and...ma'am." She said, what's with the long silence, uh!

She led us in a beautiful hall, yes hall. This jet has its own hall that is quite furnished modernly with black, light grey, and blue shade. It has a starry fall ceiling, the sitting arrangements were done like restaurants seats in front of each other with big sofa seats and a table in between.

"If shahno would be here, she would have squeal and jump in excitement." I said as tears formed in my eyes remembering her.

"Don't worry wifey, I'll bring her here with us someday." He said holding my shoulder from behind.

I wiped my tears, I - I don't know what to think about anymore,

Ya Allah, where did I came?

"I want to change." I said holding my heavy dress.

"you can change it in the room." He said.

"You have room also? Here?" I ask in disbelief, he chuckle.

"Well wifey, your husband have everything, Alhamdulillah. Now let me take you to the room, So you can change." He said leading me towards the room while holding my hand.

The room if quite small yet modern looking with black and white colors, on my left there is bed with comfy mattress and duvet and opposite of it there's sitting arrangement with two seats and a mini tv on the table. On one of the seat there's shopping bags kept.

"Here change in this. I'll be outside. Come after you change, we'll eat something." He said, I nodded and he left.

I opened the bag to find a beautiful off white Pakistani designed dress, with its cloth's quality it looks really expensive, there's a Pakistani pairs of footwear and heavy earrings.

I removed my jewelries, undid my bun which is still perfect. Than I removed my dress and wear the clothes. I kept my hair open, just took two strands from front and clipped them behind. Than I wore the beautiful earrings that is quite heavy though. I am already tired I won't wear it, so I removed them. Now I feel like I can breathe. I fold the walima dress neatly and kept it inside the bag with jewelries. Than I wore the footwear and went out.

He is sitting on one of the sofa seats, talking on phone. His expressions are serious one, maybe its a businesses call. I walk further and took a seat opposite of him. He look at me with a smile, I smile lightly back. Than he continued talking on call, after some 15 minutes he ended the call.

"I am sorry, it was important." He said.

"Its okay, aren't you going to change?" I ask.

"No, I am fine with it." He said while removing his jacket and blazer. Throwing them on the other seats, than he rolled up his shirt sleeves, showing his large perfectly veined hands.

"Why didn't your uncle's family came with us?" I ask.

"They will come in other one, and it is because I don't want anyone to disturb us." He said while licking his bottom lip plus with a slow wink, A kind of unknown wave run through my body.I quickly look down.

"What would you like to eat?" He asked with a knowing smile.

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After we ate the luxurious food, I came in the room. He is still out, doing his work. I laid down on the comfy bed. Everyone's face popped in front of me making my heart heavy and eyes teary. I blinked away the tears.

The door opened, he came in. He looks so tired, why not? he didn't had a little bit of rest after walima, even for a moment. His phone kept ringing after walima. He needed to attend them as it is important, after every call he would apologize to me for disturbing.

He sat on the bed, his back facing me. He removed his shoes, than look at me. I felt so small and shy under his gaze, why?

His hand slowly hold my hand, placing a kiss on it. He look at me with so much love. Whenever he looks at me with those eyes, I don't know what happens in my stomach?

My left hand reach to his shirt collar, holding it firmly. I sat up coming face to face with him, a little close. He put his right hand on my left side, caging me between him. I kept looking at him, so does he.

"What...do I...want?" I ask him with teary eyes.

"What happened to you?" He asked me with concern.

"I am...confused and it all happened because of you." I said looking in his confuse gaze.

"You shouldn't had married me, you could have get any beautiful and kind girl." I said hitting his chest lightly with my fist, he only chuckled.

"But you are beautiful and kind, So I married you. Is there anything wrong I did?" He asked coming closer.

"Yes." I said looking at his baby pink lips.

"How?" He asked while hovering over me as I laid down.

"I..don't...know." I whispered.

His minty breath fanning my face, my heart beats becoming uneven. He slowly kissed on my left cheek, just a small gesture turned on the sparks in my body. Trembling in this foreign feeling, I closed my eyes. His soft lips slightly brushed against mine as look at me, making me gulped harder.

Than he slowly pressed his soft ones on my glossy and trembling lips, my back arched as he started kissing me slowly, deepening the kiss by the passing seconds. The surrounding felt warmer. My hand reach to his shirt, opening the buttons slowly as I was done, he stood on his knees but I was shocked to see his face, am I imagining or does he really came here? Azam. Tears formed in my eyes.

He removed his shirt, showing his perfectly build body.

He came again on top of me and started kissing me. His kisses trailed from my jaw to the side of my neck. I am breathing hard by now. The heat radiating from his large body is making me burn in pleasure. A kind of sexual sound escape from my lips when he bite on my neck.

He growled like a lion at which my eyes snapped open, I hold his shoulder trying to look at him but he didn't stop.

"Lo..look at me." I said biting on my lips.

He stopped and look at me, my eyes wide open to find Shahzaib instead of azam.

"Ho..how...when?" I am so confused, am I imagining him.

"What happened love?" He said, knitting his brows in confusion.

"I...am..so-sorry but can you...please stop?" I asked feeling embarrassed, once again rejecting him.

His jaw clenched, anger and sadness readable in his beautiful blue orbs but he blinked his eyes before he stood up. He took his shirt from the seat and wore it. He sat there, his back facing me.

"I..am..sorry Shahzaib..I.." I tried to explain the thing which is unexplained to me.

"Its okay farah, I understand you need time. So just sleep, it's late you should rest." He said not looking at me.

"And where will you go?" I asked wiping my tears.

"Sleep here." I said, he look at me.

I shifted towards the window side and laid down giving him some space. He thought for a while than laid down facing me. We look at each other, than his right arm snake around my waist as he pulled me closer.

'He may be a mafia, but he is a Muslim too, he knows what sabr is farah. He waited for you for 2 and half year.' I remember what shahno told me as I kept looking at his chest.

'Its not your fault, you just loved me but I am sorry I don't love you. I don't want to make you feel pain, so I'll leave in this one month no matter what. I'll talk to azam.' I thought.

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We reached at his home after I didn't Count though but a long time, tired is just a small word to describe my status now. The cars which we came in, they were total five of them as the whole family can't come in one though.

The cars went in the mansion which is super detailed like a Cinderella palace. It was coloured with white and darkest Shade of gray as for roof. It is in the middle of God's greenery, has its own garden with different designs. There are many windows, some large and small with balconies. The lights are on as it is evening now, I yawn as I am really sleepy.

"Sleepy?" Shahzaib asked, I nodded.

"Lets head in." He continued.

I thought the car will be going in but he walk out of the car and came on my side. Than opened the door, I look at him with sleepy and questioning eyes.

"I know you are tired but I want us to walk in, so that you can see the surrounding of your home." He said with a smile.

I walk out, as he hold my hand and led us towards the gate. The cars went in already. We stopped at the gate were I saw the nameplate which has written 'Nooré cheshm-am' on it. I am sure it is an urdu phrase but I don't know the meaning of it.

"It means The light of my eyes." Shahzaib said as if he has heard my thought.

"Why didn't you name it after your surname or your name?" I asked.

"This house has taken a good amount of time from my life to stand proud like it is now. When I work harder, forgetting about day and night, I built this house with my own money without taking even a small amount of loan from anyone else. After my abba died, I lived in raees uncle's home but I didn't feel like I am living in my house. So that time I decided that I'll build my own house..."He kept on saying looking at the mansion.

"When the last piece of brick placed on it, I took a breath as I don't need to live in anyone else home. I have spent my money like river on this house.When it was done fully, I look at it like this," He said while standing and keeping his both hand on his hips, than smiling at the mansion.

"I felt a kind of coolness and relief in my eyes when I saw it, So I named it Nooré cheshm-am, the light of my eyes." he said while chuckling at the end.

"Did you made this house with your bare hands?" I asked.

"I designed it and also helped in making it real." he said.

"By the way this is your husband's side business other than being a cruel mafia, he is a good architect as well." He said with a bright smile.

"Than should I be proud of him?" I asked sarcastically.

"You can~" He said playing along.

"Well, I am tired to be proud of you." I said with a small smile.

"Sorry your highness, your beautiful home is waiting for you." He said Bowing like a prince.

I chuckle on his behavior and walk past him.

We enter in the foyer, its so beautiful that words are just a mere thing to describe it. Huge and luxurious carpets were laid down with beautiful designs. There are three chandelier of different designs, mostly lights are yellowish, the furniture is italian to what I think. There is a piano which is of white color is placed to my left. Many doors, like many doors can be seen.

"Let's walk in the hall." He said holding my hand.

We entered in the hall, only for me to gasped. Two curved opposite staircases with highly detailed designs along comes the carpet of deep brown color trailing down, spreading at the floor with its end. The railings are designed some what italian and indian combination. The sofas are placed on different places with orange, brown, and deep maroon color. Many plants in the vases were also present here. Beautiful lighting every where, making the house glow in golden color. The beautiful chandelier was hanging at the center of the ceiling,than there is designs around it with mini version of chandeliers on each side of it.

"Do you like your home?" He asked me.

"Is this where you live?" I asked with a shocking expression.

"Yes, this is our home. I wanted to renovate it but than I thought that you should come here first than you can do everything of your liking." He said in a serious manner.