《Conditionally Married》46 - Stockholm Syndrome
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Sia pov
Days passed into weeks and weeks into months. Ashar and I are still together.
I have to give him credit that he had changed alot. Like just a year back he was the man I hated most... A year ago
A year ago
Shit... Its our anniversary after 2 days
Its not an occasion to celebrate, because I was forced to marry. I still remember how he tied me and my friends and fired a bullet which hit just above the wall above Violet.
I wish I could get in touch with Hayden and Violet. I will look for them after our enemy or enemies are behind bars.
I should get something for Ashar. We didn't had a wedding, but we can have a good anniversary.
I would have called Tristan to help me getting a gift.. But just his thought give me creeps.
"BOO"
"Aahhhh" I shouted and turned around only to find my boss-come-husband laughing on me.
"You scared me" I kept my hand on my heart .
"You were so lost in your thoughts that I was jealous" he sat behind me
"Jealous of me? Why I was just thinking?" I raised my eyebrow and kept my fist below my elbow.
He said in his signature husky voice " Yes, I envy every single thing that takes my place" He touched my face with his finger and traced my face with it "I want to be the only thing running in your mind and thoughts"
He started to kiss me slowly. I don't know when I'll get enough of him. This kiss was different then we had previously, because this time neither him or I had to stop taking it further.
I was not planning to losen up, so I kept on matching with his pace. His slow, caring kisses were turned hot, fast and passionate like a hungry lion, as if he haven't tasted me as if he wanted me like his body needs air.
I tried to be dominating this time, but he kept on claiming what's his. He moved away from my lips towards my jaw and neck. He opened up my hair and from one hand he grabbed them, and from other hand he holded my back, wanting me to keep me in place.
Ohhh its so good to be his submissive
He moved from my jaw towards the sweet spot of my ear and hd whispered "Sia, you're taming an animal which is about to be unleashed"
I was now a mixture of fire and water now. He moved down towards my shoulder blade, marking every inch where his lips meet my skin. He was slow, tortuously slow. Ahhh
I moan repeatedly, asking him to fasten his speed, but he wasn't in mood. His hand left my back, as he started to tear buttons of my shirt, which were on front. As he removed his hand I fell on the bed.
I could hear breaking of buttons, but too lazy to care. He turned me around on my stomach and he took my shirt off. He threw his tshirt right beside me. I wanted to see him naked, to touch his chest and kiss his perfect body, but he kept his hand on my head. He bought himself closer to my ear, with his chest touching my back "No Mrs. Ashar. I will love you the way I WANT."
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With that he started his sweet, hot tortures on my back. As he started to kiss, I started to feel butterflies in my stomach, a strange pressure on my sex, which is growing like a storm.
I arched everytime his lips kissed or bite me on back. I grabbed bedsheet in my hands holding it in fist as I was now dying.
"Ashar... Please" I finally got able to speak. "I cant bear it anymore"
He turned me around finally so I can see him. My breathing was coarse, but he looked like a sexy devil
"Let me see how much you want me" and by that at last his mouth went over my trouser and he grabbed the waist band with his teeth pulling it down, leaving me only in my laced bra and panty.
"Ohh my swan.. how many times will you kill me" he said moving towards my cleavage running his tongue over it.
Frustrated, I tried to move him down so I can have him, but he was so strong
"Anything for you" he said and he laid on his back over bed and I straddled him.
I took a moment to admire this guy. I lean towards him bringing my face towards his "you are all mine" and with that now I crashed on his lips. His hands move from my waist towards my back and he unhooked my bra. He stopped kissing me and I looked at him, but he went towards my bra, grabbed it by his teeth and pushed it, causing it falling from me.
He smirked and brought his hands to touch my boobs, but I got back, away from his touch
I can do some fun too
"Oh no no Mrs. Ashar" and he tossed me again on bed "Time to stop me had gone a long time ago. I won't stop until you scream my name so loud that people on streets could hear" and with that he attacked my right boob and taking my already erect nipple in his mouth.
My eyes closed as I take in the feeling of his mouth doing magic. His hand moved to my other breast and pinched my nipple.
My core was now screaming his name, but he dont even look at it. I arched as I encouraged him to go harder and he was following me. He then moved to my other nipple and after he was done, he moved down towards my stomach.
"Time to take this piece off" and with that he tore my panty. He stopped for a while taking moment to see me. "You're so beautiful" he said before he took out hid trouser, exposing his member who greedily drooling at me.
"Let me see how much you want me" he said and inserted his finger. He twisted and turned inside "Oh swan, tell me you're wet for me only". He started to move his fingers in and out in rhythm.
"I.. am for.. you" The pressure inside me was developing so much that I couldn't speak. My whole focus was on the moment of his fingers
"Name Sia... Name" he said as he entered his second finger ...
"Ashar... Oh my God.." my eyes rolled back and my hands grabbed bedsheet as the pleasure engulfed me and I jerked.
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I even haven't opened my eyes when I felt his tip touching my core. It ignited me again.
"I won't be easier this time. This will be your punishment for the staying away from me" and with that he thrust in me.
"Aaahh" I shouted, don't know whether in pain or pleasure, may be combination. "Oh swan you're so tight" and with that he thrust again. I moaned and moaned as I again felt the urge to release.
"You're mine Sia" and with that he gave a last thrust which made him enter fully in me.
"Ohh yes" I raised my hips and met his movements. I don't remember how many times I released, I was totally lost in pleasure, when I felt his release in me and he fell over me..
I was thirsty and tired and satisfied....
And ... I am all his!!
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Next day, I took a half day from office. Ashar kept on asking me if I am okay, and I continuously told him that I am fine. Somehow he believed me.
I went to the nearest mall and looked around for a perfect gift. Shirts, dress pants, blah blah.. he have them all
So I kept looking until I found one.
At night as soon as clock struck 12, I went out towards kitchen.
"Ashar wake up" I said.
He rubbed his eyes and to his surprise saw the cake that I had bought.
His eyes astonished and he was speechless
"Happy anniversary" I shouted
He smiled lightly. Not at all that I was expecting.
"Hey, what happen?" I sat near him and asked.
"This day reminds me of how bad I treated you. You shouldn't be celebrating it. Rather hating this day" his teared eyes were making my heart melt.
"We were meant to meet like this" I said while rubbing his back.
"Please, please tell me you'll keep loving me no matter what.. Tell me you wont betray me or leave me like everyone" He kept his face on my lap and I felt his tear on my shirt.
"Ssshhh...." I ran my hands over his hairs " I am not going anywhere. I'm not leaving you".
"I love you" he woke up from my lap and said looking directly in my eyes
"I love you 2-3-4-5 infinity" I smiled.
He kissed me on my lips like a ever hungry lion. I don't think I will ever get enough of him
We cut the cake and then I took a box from the side of my drawer.
"Sia, you're my gift. I don't need any-"
"Open it up please" I requested and he opened the box.
There was a black belt with silver studded jewels on the watch.
"Its beautiful" he said.
"It's special" I acted like an excited kid
"It doesn't work on batteries. It will work on your pulse. So you can wear it without worrying about batteries, just your heart needs to be beating"
He was amused and pleased. " Thank you" was all he could say. "You know what, I do have a gift for you" he said and went out.
He came back after few minutes with some papers in his hands. He passed those to me
"Do you remember these?" He asked while I was reading them. It was the same contract of confidentiality which I signed before marriage. I couldn't read it at that time, but now I can. There were points like we will stay married for 2 years, wont tell anyone about this contract blah blah..
"Yeah I remember" I said after I saw my signature on them
"Well.." he took those in his hands "here is your gift" and he tore them into pieces
"You're free" he said.
I dont know whether I should be happy or not. Freedom was the thing that I was craving the most, but now I would love to remain caged.
He saw me that I frowned. He came closer to me and ask " didn't you like your gift?"
"If you had given me this around 2-3 months ago, I would have been like the happiest person. But right now, I --" I started to sob and left my sentence for him to complete..
"Dont--- don't take me---meh wrong, but I don't want freedom from you" He cupped my face and caressed my cheeks, wiping tears from his thumb.
"I want to be locked in your heart and arms forever" I said after I kept my face on his chest.
"Oh my prisoner Swan" he replied
Later that day, Ashar took me to dinner at a five star restaurant. I wore a white floral top with jeans and he wore white shirt and black trousers.
"Ashar can I ask something?" I asked while drinking
"You don't need permission Sia" He took bite from his plate
"I want to visit your father's grave" and he stopped eating. His expression changed from sweetheart to bad boy.
"I know you were not in good terms with him, but still. It had been an year. We should go and pay our respects"
He looked like he is struggling with his decision and finally he agreed
"Just because it's the first time you had asked anything" and I smiled.
We then went to graveyard at night. We prayed for him together. Then I spoke
" Hey Mr. Nicholson. It's me Sia. I hope you are happy where ever you are. I just wanted to say thank you for letting me enter in your son's life. Thank you for trusting me. I miss you" Tear rolled down my eyes as Ashar watched me.
I took steps back to give Ashar space so he can come forward.
"Say something please. Let your heart speaks out to him. I'll give you two some privacy" I went out towards the car while Ashar started to talk.
I felt like I did my job here. May be if both of them had talked earlier when Mr. Nicholson was alive, things would have been much better.
I stood by the car, watching him talking to his father, when I felt something cold on my back
"Shout, and he will die" a heavy voice told me and then I saw muzzle of the gun pointed towards Ashar.
I froze at my place. The man covered my mouth with a cloth and then I remember nothing...
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