《HIS SHADES OF LIFE》Chapter 46
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Meaning of the quotes in picture☝️:
Our emotions..
Are connecting with each other,
I'm yearning for you in such a way
That I've started to lose my consciousness,
I find peace in your arms,
It's comfortable like paradise..
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Abu daud's POV :-
Ever felt like you are burning in flames of desire yet controlling yourself somehow? That's what I was doing until now, but this girl is doing nothing but igniting the flames within me by touching in the most possible way.
I stopped my car in front of my house, after I undone my seat belt, I walked out of the car than walked around towards her side. Opening the door, I saw how she is groaning in burning she felt.
'surely someone spiked her drink.' That is my only thought for her condition.
I quickly removed her seat belt and hold her hand but quickly leaved it as a kind of sexual sound left her mouth making my heart beats faster. I look at her, but she is looking at my lips with her dark green eyes. My hand were itching to touch her but I need to control cause this is not what she wants. I pushed some strands behind her ear as my fingers almost touched her lips.
Soon I felt her sliding her right hand on my shoulder, she must be burning in desire because of the drugs but I am surely burning with the passion seen in her dark eyes. Her hand slide behind my neck as she leaned closer, our lips just inches away. What should I do? Should I let her take the control? Should I take advantage of this situation?
'As a Muslim, I am very concerned about your faith. The weakness of your imaan will bring you nothing but meseries and the stronger imaan will put you through many hard tests but will never make you fail.' I remember her words.
Before she can put her soft pink lips on mine, I stopped her while putting my hand on her lips. She looked at me while furrowing her brows. God! It's so hard to control myself.
'Its okay daud, This is one of the tests from Allah. You can pass it.' I thought closing my eyes as I took a long breath.
"Noor, you are not in the right state of your mind. Let's get inside." I said to her and hold her hand as she came out.
After closing the car's door, I walked towards the house while holding her wrist.
"Daauud~" She groaned while holding my arm.
I stopped and turn around to look at her beautiful face that is flushed with red color on her chubby cheeks, her cubid bow is tinted a little red the same goes with her chin.
"What it is noor?" I asked sighing in irritation, she is doing nothing good in this situation.
"Don't talk to me, you are.. No good.. You aren't making me feel good. Don't you understand that I wanted to feel good?" She asked pointing her index finger on my chest.
"You wanna feel good?" I asked, she nodded her head.
"Okay, I'll make you feel good. Give me your hand." I said, she did as I said.
I intervine our hands as I squeezed it a little, the next thing I did is that I hold her nape with my right hand and pulled her closer. She is still small, I gave a little squeeze to her nape at which she moaned a little.
"You feel good?" I asked in a husky voice as I continued doing my work.
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"Yyess~" She whispered as her breath fanning over my collarbone, eyes closed.
I leaned near her ear and kissed her earlobe.
"We should head inside, its cold out here." I said in her ear, she hummed in response.
I removed my hands from her at which she groaned irritatingly, I quickly open the door and walked inside with her. Just than she again stopped me by holding my left arm, I turn and raised an eyebrow giving her 'what do you want now?' look. She grinned at me while putting her both hands forward, just like a child who wants her mother to take her in arms.
"What?" I asked while smiling at her cuteness.
"I can't walk, Daud hold me in your arms just like how they do in movies pleeeaseee~" She said while forming a smile on her lips as she put her hand already around my neck.
"God! Noor, you are so stubborn baby." I said while touching her nose with mine.
I slide my left hand around her waist and right one around her thighs, holding her up in bridal style. She leaned closer as her left hand cupped my face. I swear she can't take her hands off and isn't helping on anyway.
"Noor, stop it before you and I regret this." I said gently but she pout her lips and looked away while her eyebrows furrowed together, I chuckled on her cute little acts.
"Don't worry Baby, once we'll get married than I won't let you sleep peacefully at night even if you beg me." I said with a smile.
"I am not talking to you." She said as she rested her head on my chest.
"Why is that?" I asked walking towards my room.
"You are a bad man, no emotions at all." She said hitting my chest with her tiny fist.
As we reached at the bedroom, I laid her down on the bed and stood up. Sitting at the edge of the bed, I removed her sandals. There are red marks appeared around her ankle and heels because of the sandal's straps. I grazed her pale feet with the back of my fingers, I hear her giggling.
"Stop it! Its tickling." She said with a smile.
I stopped and leaned down, planting soft kisses on her both ankles. After putting them down, I hovered over her. she looked at me with a very light smile, I wanted to drown in her dark ocean which consists the only thought of love and lust.
'My noor, what is an actual lust for you? Where does your romance starts from and what is its end?' I asked her as if she is interlinking our mind.
"Daud..." She whispered, I closed my eyes upon hearing my name with so much passion from her beautiful lips.
I lift my chin up and placed a kiss on her forehead, my lips lingered there for a while than I look back at her. Her eyes were closed, I didn't want to stop here. I want to kiss her, devour her, mark her, make her mine, right here and right now. But I can't do it, she will never forgive me once she gets conscious.
"Noor, I am gonna get freshen up. You go to sleep, hmm?" I said, she looked away as if she doesn't want to see me.
It hurts, it really does noor but I am helpless. I can't touch you in inappropriate way.I'll propose you noor, as soon as possible. I will put my faith and trust in Allah for this, I can't wait anymore.
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I stood up and walk in the bathroom, I took a quick shower and wore my shirt and jeans. Than I walked out drying my hair with a towel. When I came towards the bed, I saw her sitting to the other side of the bed as she continue looking out in the sky while her right hand continuously rubbed her thigh. I walked near her to see that she is crying, drops of thick pearls like tears flowed down her pink cheeks while she is lost in her own world. The scene before me broke my heart.
"What happened noor?" I asked, her glossy eyes met mine.
She lick her lips with her tongue in order to moisten them as they dried.
"Its sad daud, really sad." She said and averted her attention to the sky again.
"What are you talking about noor?" I asked.
"I... Don't know, I feel lonely and empty." She said as the tears continued flowing.
"I am here for you, noor." I said.
She smile and look at me before standing up. Her hands circled around my waist as she came little closer and put her head on my chest. Soon I heard her light sobs. I hold her in my arms.
"Noor, tell me what happened?" I asked.
"Da-daud *Sniffs* am I... am I.. No-not beautiful?" She asked, I furrowed my brows at her question.
"Nonsense, who said this to you?" I asked.
"No one.. I thought." She said while snuggling her face in my chest.
"Why did you thought that?" I asked.
"A-Akib made me...think *hiccups* about it." She said, my hands fisted upon hearing his name from her mouth.
"Why?" I asked gritting my teeth.
"He.. He left me for ra-rania. She is re-really bea-beautiful." She said as she cried.
What a lost he had done to himself? He doesn't know what a rare piece of jem he lost, well it needed to be happened though in order for me to have my noor more easily without killing anyone. Thanks to the god.
"You are really beautiful my noor, even your name means royal beauty just like you. He is a jerk, didn't knew what he had lost." I said as I stroke her head with my right hand.
"Than, why does he left me?" She asked.
"I told you, he is a stupid jerk." I said.
"Why aren't you touching me than?" She asked almost whispering.
I hold her face in my hands, making her look at me. What she thinks? That I don't want to touch her? God! Damn you girl! You are the piece of beauty that can make every man fall on his knees for you.
"Stop it noor! I too want this as much as you want but I am retreating myself from doing anything that will destroy our relationship. I want us to get married before devouring you like a mad man I am and I know you want it too, don't you noor?" I asked, she nodded looking in my eyes.
"Than stop testing my limits baby girl." I said as I hold her in my arms.
I laid her down on the bed and sat next to her.
"Go to sleep, I am here." I said while tapping my hand on her forehead.
"Good night." She said as she closed her eyes.
"Good night love." I said.
After some 15 minutes of tapping her, she finally fell asleep as I hear her slow breathing. I covered her with the duvet and plant a soft kiss on her forehead.
I walked out of the room as I know its not safe for me to stay in the same room as her. There could be many consequences.
Farah's POV :-
I woke up in fajr at 5:15, it's still time in Adhan. I look around the room than walked in the washroom. He didn't came back last night, although he called me to inform that he is busy in his work and might not come early. I didn't knew why he needed to inform as if I care. I took a refreshing bath and walked in the wardrobe while wearing a bathrobe. I took a simple flower print salwar - suit and quickly wore it. After drying my hair, I pulled them into medium high ponytail. I didn't applied makeup as I am thinking of praying salah today.
As I walked out of the room, I heard adhan, the masjid (mosque) isn't far from here. One of the reason Shahzaib made his house near the mosque, so that he can hear the adhan directly without setting alarm in his phone. Until now I got to know that this man is a kattar muslim (Strict muslim), like he follows each and every sunnah (Manners) of prophet Mohammed. He even tries to love me and respect me the way prophet Mohammed used to love Ayesha (R.A). But the thing is that I don't deserve this love of him, it belongs to someone else. Someone who will wait for him at dinner and breakfast, someone who will help him getting dress up, someone who will understand his worries, someone who will make him happy, be his companion and Someone who will commingle in His Shades Of life.
I am not the one, so far I am sure of it. I walked out towards the salah room and did wudu. After that I offered my salah than raised my hands to make duaa.
"Ya Allah, first of all I am sorry for everything. I know whatever I am doing or going to do is wrong. I should respect my husband, love him as you are the one who got us tied into this knot of marriage but Allah I am sorry, I tried but couldn't bring my heart to love him, respect him as his monster side never let me. Although he never talked to me in high tone or stopped me from doing anything but still I can't forget my azam. He is someone who I have fallen for deeply Allah, please for give me one last time. After this, I promise I'll never do anything bad. Just this once Allah, please keep the time, place and plot in my favor. Let me out of here without any problem. As for Shahzaib, maybe he is a good person and I couldn't be able to find it but Allah you know the best, bring someone who will love him, adore him and be his companion. Ameen." I said and completed my prayer.
After I completed my prayer, I walked in the room than towards the wardrobe.
"1, 2, 3, and 4." I counted the luggage that I'll be taking with me in my new house with azam.
Now, it's time to execute the plan. First I need to give away my luggage to azam, who is waiting for me at the XXXX garden. From there he will shift my luggage to the new house, so that we don't need to worry about the luggage and other things on the last day of my depart from this cage. Now that no one is here, all I have to do is to take things out of here without getting suspicious. So two luggages are easy to take as they have wheels attached to them and two have hand straps, they are of medium size. So I attached them to the wheel luggages while I tie them tightly. After that I took them out of the room and towards the lift, Allah ka shukr hai! (Thanks to Allah) that there is a lift here. After I put the luggages in the lift, I press the 1st floor button and reached there in no seconds. I took out the luggage carefully and look at the time in my phone.
5:56 am.
No one is awake at this time, they all will be up at 9 cause that's what I know until now. Only Shahzaib is the one who work hard for everyone, while others only eat, sleep, poop and repeat. Well why do I care? In next few days, I'll be out of this troublesome life. I took the hold of the luggage and walked out.
"Good morning ma'am." One of the bodyguard greeted me.
God! Why does he need to be here? Hella! This whole mansion is full of bodyguard.
"Good morning, go get a car ready for me." I said, he nodded and left running towards the garage.
After 10 minutes of waiting, a black range rover velar pulled up in front of me. The same bodyguard came out of the car, he walked around and open the back seat door for me. No! I can't go with him cause if he will see me or azam together than he'll tell Shahzaib.
"Close the door and give me the keys." I said, he did.
"I am gonna drive the car, can you put this luggages in the backseat?" I asked.
"Sure ma'am," He took the luggages and put them in the backseat than closed the door.
"Ma'am, I am sorry but can you tell me where are you going?" He asked politely.
"Why?" I frowned and asked.
"Cause Shahzaib sir asked us to take care of you when he is not around and you are saying that you will go alone.." He said.
"No need to worry, I am not going far just going to an orphanage where I always give my old clothes as a charity. So, you see these luggages are of my old clothes to give them. I'll be back in an hour." I lied, a simple white lie.
Damn! You farah, good for nothing. For covering one lie, you are making the layers of lying and in the end it will fall upon you like a mountain.
"oh! Okay, be careful ma'am." He said and opened the driver's seat for me.
I nodded and settled in, than started the car. After 20 minutes of drive, I reached at the garden where azam called me. I stopped the car by the entrance, it's not crowded. Only some early exercise birds can be seen running, stretching and doing what not. I look for azam but he is no where to be seen.
Soon I felt someone's arms snaking around my waist, at first I flinched than turn my face towards the right to find a happy azam. He quickly kissed my cheek.
"How's my baby?" He asked, I felt tears forming in my eyes.
"What happened farah?" He asked as he turn me around to face him.
"I..missed you." I said and quickly hugged him, he didn't waste anymore time and hug me back.
"I miss you too baby. But now I am here, no need to cry. Soon I'll take you with me." He said.
"When?" I asked.
"The day after tomorrow." He said, my eyes wide open. I quickly broke the hug and look at him.
"Really!? You sure?" I asked still doubting that the day has came so quickly.
"Of course, didn't I said I'll take you out of his cage in one week?" He said, I nodded.
"Than baby, let's not waste anymore time and everything is done. Everything is settled, now all we have to do is live our life." He said looking in my eyes.
"You are right but I am kind of scared, you don't know about Shahzaib azam. What if he will find us? He will kill us." I said getting worried as I still remember, how he loses his temper.
"Don't worry, I am a mastermind too farah. I have plot this plan in a way that he will never going to find out where we are." Azam said holding my hand.
"where are we going to live azam? You didn't told me yet." I asked.
"Its a surprise baby, a surprise." he said with a smile.
"Okay." I said.
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