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Amazing...loved it...plz update soon
Originally posted by: Annie_AsYa
Well Well Well !!
What do we have here ??
😆 it seems to be the only words I have now !
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Anyway ... to be honest I just started reading this story and I am LOVING it ❤️
I have read every chapter and I wamt more 😳
This FF is Amazing 👏
I just Love itt
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I love how you portray Aahil as the mad man in love
And Sanam ... She is perfect the way she is ... exactly as you have her portrayed ❤️
All the updates were exceptional and excellent 👏
Keep It Up Dear 👍🏼
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This last chapter made me smile from ear to ear when Aahil brought forward his proposal
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#HowAdorable
Please don't leave me waiting for too long 😳
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P.S. I am over excited for the next chapter so do make it quick ... 😛 and I can guarantee you that I will definitely enjoy it ... Too much suspense going on ...
P.P.S. This FF is officially bookmarked by Anni 😃
I am going to re-read this FF because it's that Awesome ❤️
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~Anni
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Omg! Can I just hug you, dear? 🤗 Reading your beautiful review has brought a long lasting smile on my lips :) You, my darling, are the best!! <3
I'm so touched to know you're liking the characters. It means the world to me - really!
I cannot get over the fact that you've bookmarked my FF! Wow! I'm speechless right now. I really have no words to express how happy I am to read such warm filled words.
Thank you so much for loving this! ❤️
I'm already excited to read your next review - please, let them keep coming ^__^
I'll update first thing in the morning tomorrow. I really hope you'll like it :))
In the upcoming weeks both families had arranged the date of when the Nikah was to take place. It was rather simple nikah which they both agreed on, but due to marrying into a Nawab family they had to invite different friends, families and close relatives for the wedding.
Of course no one had anything to say about it.
The day finally came when two souls were gathered and tied into a bond of love and understanding. Yes, Sanam Ahmed Khan became the wife of Aahil Raza Ibrahim.
The ceremony was long over as they both said their; "Qubool hai" with much love and affection.
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Aahil gently gripped into Sanam's hand and couldn't get his eyes off from her. She looked absolutely breathtaking while wearing a simple cream colored dress where the dupatta covered her head elegantly.
She truly looked like a Begum of Bhopal. Glowing in the most beautifully manner.
He gripped into her hand and led her inside into their shared bedroom. A room where they would share everything with each other.
Aahil couldn't wipe the smile off from his face. The woman standing in front of him was his wife - his love.
"All this is yours." He expressed taking a glance around the room.
Sanam tore her eyes away and stared into his black soulful eyes. She knew what he was referring to.
"You know I don't value these things."
Aahil continued to watch her with a soft expression.
"Even long before inheriting the property, the only thing that mattered was my family. Being with them come happiness and warmth."
He studied her words and let out a bitter laugh.
"The opposite case happened to me. My family thought you could buy anything and anyone just if you had the right amount of money."
She would easily see the hint of bitterness reflect his eyes.
"But one thing I've learned is that you can't buy what's inside" he pointed at her heart.
"I know that now."
She could tell it was hard for him to express his feelings - especially on a day like this. Sanam got her hand into his and gave it a light squeeze.
"You're not alone. Remember that. We're about to start a new journey together and that should be enough."
The words had set a calm feeling through him as he nodded. "You're right."
Part of him couldn't really believe that this woman was his wife. They had agreed on sharing their lives together - sharing each other's destiny.
"You're the Begum of Bhopal" he said. "The holder of this heart right here."
She could feel his calm heartbeat under her touch yet her mind couldn't stop thinking about the hard muscles she could feel as well.
They stared at each other for don't know how long, until they both blinked back into the present.
Sanam lowered her gaze slightly. "Uh, I should probably go and change."
Aahil gave her space enough and nodded.
She took silently by the mirror busy taking off her heavy earrings and jewelry. Her eyes would sometimes raise and get a small glimpse at him through the mirror.
She lowered her gaze and continued with her new task. She went on to take off the pins which held her dupatta in place.
Sanam couldn't reach the doori or her dress no matter how hard she tried. Suddenly her eyes widened once feeling him stand behind her. His hot breath was caressing her neck in such gentle manner that it almost drove her wild.
Aahil reached forward and gently undid the doori. He took a glance up where their eyes met through the mirror. He knew he had a small effect on her.
He placed his hand on the zip of her dress and unzipped it all the way down till her waist area. His eyes were still fixed on hers through the mirror in front of them.
Sanam's heart was beating wildly that she didn't know how to control it anymore. It was a new sensation running through her which she had never met before.
He slowly reached forward and removed the clip and pins and led her hair down, making it fall loosely around her shoulders.
It had sent an electrical jolt through her body by just feeling his single touch. She wondered what would happen to her when he would...
Sanam shook her head and went inside the bathroom where she could change. She took a calm breath as she watched how her cheeks had gotten a light pinkish color. She had to admit she found him handsome in the attire he wore.
The black Shervani had her thoughts worked up around him.
She came back where he was already lying in the bed on one side with eyes closed.
She smiled silently as she climbed into bed and closed the bedside lamp as darkness overtook them both.
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The next morning Sanam woke up when she felt the sun tickle her face. She slowly opened her eyes and blinked a few times adjusting the light.
Aahil sat up in his bed as he stretched his arms. He took a small glance at her lying down beside him.
"Morning."
She smiled as she replied back. "Morning."
Aahil removed the sheets and got up from the bed. She sat up as well as she tied her long hair into a bun but a loud gasp filled the room.
He turned around to face her. "What happened? You okay?"
She quickly looked away and tried her best to avoid his gaze. "W-What are you wearing?"
He blinked. "What?"
"What are you wearing?"
"Huh?" he ran a hand through his messy hair not understanding what she was up to. He took a look down and shrugged. "CK silk boxers?"
"Did you wear that last night?" she asked him again.
"Yeah, so what if I wore this last night? They are very comfortable to sleep in."
She swallowed. She wouldn't make herself look at him. "Can you.. Can you go and pull some pants on. I'm no used to this."
"You're my wife now. You have the right to see me like this." He smirked lightly finding her cute of all sudden. "Besides, I'll make sure you get used to this."
"Please go and get some pants on."
He rolled his eyes yet he stopped midway and turned to face her again. "Wait a minute. Why only pants though? Sanam Raza Ibrahim, are you telling me that you have absolute no problems gawking at me without a shirt?"
He wouldn't help but tease her.
"Ugh, Yes! No! I mean.. Put some pants and a shirt on."
He was about to collect a shirt from the chair but caught her face in the mirror. He couldn't help but smirk by what he saw. She, the wife of his, was checking him out.
And didn't even try to hide it.
He turned back around and took a few steps. "Sanam."
"Huh?" she raised her gaze watching how he stood in front of her. "Done checking me out?"
"I did no such thing."
"You're blushing," he stated.
"What?"
He bends his head a little to the side, "you're drooling too."
"I'm not! Look, go and wear that shirt, please."
He slowly leaned in and traced her cheek with his finger. Feeling his hot breath on her face.
"Is that what you really want?"
God! She lost it. She officially lost the ability to speak. Sanam couldn't take her off that perfectly smooth chest and his slight messy hair.
"What do you want, Sanam" he said huskily making her gawk at him.
"Say it." He told her which she surprisingly found attractive about him.
Uhm, a hot husband on top of me, please?'
However she settled with another answer. "I..."
A knock interrupted their small moment to carry on.
Aahil groaned as he glared back at the door. Perfect timing as always!' he sighed as he went on to see who it was.
Opening the door he saw it was Lateef who informed him that breakfast was ready and already set downstairs.
Aahil nodded and closed the door.
He turned back and to his surprise he found the bed empty and a sound of a click' filled his ears.
He shook his head as he went to the door and knocked.
Sanam opened it a little only her head peeking out from it.
"Take a cold shower. It'll help with the thoughts."
She furrowed her brows. "Why cold shower.." suddenly she stopped at the middle of her sentence finally getting what he had implied.
He grinned lightly leaving a red tomato like face behind the now closed door.
Oh God, what is happening to me? Did he really wear that last night? How come she didn't notice? She should have, they were sleeping on the same bed and sharing the sheets together.'
Sanam tried her best to get rid of the mental pictures her mind was forming. The black silk boxers made her restless and the fact that he was walking around with no shirt on didn't really make the situation better at all.
She had secretly checked his perfect back and led her eyes wander to his smooth chest and perfect abs. She wanted to see how it felt like to run a hand over them.
She quickly dismissed the thoughts and turned her attention to get ready.
An hour later they were both seated on the dining table to eat breakfast. Sanam placed a small table of food beside them which contained of their breakfast.
"What is this?" he said once taking a glance at the food.
"It's sandwiches."
"Yeah I can see that" he rolled his eyes. "But what's the green stuff in between?"
Her face lightened up from the question and couldn't help but answer him in a proud filled voice. "Oh that? It's Pudine Ki Chutney."
He tried his best to control his mood. "I don't eat Pudine Ki Chutney!"
"I know you don't." as she took one sandwich and placed it in her own plate.
"Yours are at the bottom tray."
He took a look down and reached forward and placed the plate on the table.
Simple looking sandwiches were in front of him - just the way he liked it.
"You want me to cut them into triangle pieces too?" she mocked him lightly with a small smile on her face.
Aahil gave her a fake smile and began to eat.
"I'm telling you this is the best. The chutney really makes a difference. You should have some."
He shook his head and took a bit from his own sandwich. "I'm fine with these."
She shrugged her shoulders.
He reached forward and gently wiped the corner of her mouth. "Careful there - I have to kiss that mouth," he reminded her.
"Well too bad," she continued to eat.
No one was going to stop her from getting to her Pudine Ki Chutney.
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