Still Attracted

She was standing in front of the dressing taking off her bangles. Right now she was in the room of Asfand as his legally wedded wife.

It was the dream that she and Asfand together dreamt. But neither of them didn't think it was supposed to be fulfilled like this.

Seeing her no one can decipher a few hours earlier she was a bride. Wearing a dark reddish-purple color frock which Mr. Hayat brought for her, in the name of jewelry she was wearing on her neck a simple chain, which Mr. Hayat gifted her before she signed the marriage agreement, and in name of makeup she just applied lipstick.

She was looking at her reflection in the mirror. If someone was happy with this marriage then it was Aashir as his happiness knows no bounds.

He didn't budge from her from the moment of tying the knot. A while earlier she came to her room after making him sleep in his room.

A smile crept on her face thinking of Aashir's delighted and glowing face. And that time the door of the washroom was opened and on its sound, Sanam turned back and saw Asfand coming out of the washroom wearing a white tee shirt and black trousers.

He was looking fresh and dashing. After her marriage, it was the first time she was seeing him. Because right after signing his marriage agreement he went out somewhere with his lawyer.

Asfand, who was ignoring her presence in the room, sprinted towards the bed but for a moment his eyes went to the figure of Sanam who was standing near the dressing.

For a moment Asfand felt his breath stuck in his chest on seeing her. In a trance, he was moving toward her and staring at her.

Both eyes met with each other. Sanam lowered her eyes in shyness on thinking of the new relationship formed between them. Her heart started thumping wildly seeing him closer to her.

To steady her uneven condition, she took the support of the dressing behind her. He stood right in front of her and he forwarded his hand to her face when Sanam tightly shut her eyes.

"No matter how much you try but like before I am not going to entrap in the trap of your beauty. So don't waste your time by doing all these."

With his finger, he harshly wiped her lipstick when told her with a stern face. While his orbs were fixed on her closed eyes.

Sanam instantly opened her eyes after feeling his finger touch her lips and what he just told her.

"It's me whose time will waste. Why are you concerned about it?"

She didn't try any such thing but she also didn't try to clear his misunderstanding. On Sanam saying, Asfand laughed loudly and went to the bed and lay there.

"If that's the matter then come here near me and fulfill the responsibility of a good wife."

He was lying on the bed and deeply staring at her and along with that he signaled her to come and sit closer to him.

She, who was already nervous and worried, was fidgeting with her fingers.

His demeanor and his talk hurled her and she raise her face to look at him and find him lying and gazing at her. Both orbs met with each other.

In one's there were so many emotions like tension, concern, astonishment, and regret while the other one eyes were void of any emotions and reflected coldness.

Her fragile heart fluttered for a moment.

"Haven't you listened to what I told you? Come here or you are intending to keep standing here for the whole night, my dear wife."

Saying sarcastically now he sat on the bed while his eyes were still fixed on her. No doubt, she is beautiful, and right now she was looking more alluring and attractive to him.

He immediately jerked his this thought. Don't know what was there in his words that she moved towards him.

"You and I both know this very well, this marriage is because of Aashir...."

She was left in the mid when he clutched her wrist and very harshly pulled her to himself. Sanam, who was not ready for this attack, straightly collided with his chest in his tight grip.

"No, you don't know anything Sanam Asfand Yaar Khan."

He clenched her other arm in his grasp. His tone along with his hold becomes harsher.

Their faces were almost closer to each other. Sanam can feel his warm breath on her face. Her heart missed a beat.

For once, she didn't try to free herself from his grip. He was the same man whose intimacy she always yearned for and she went crazy for his one look.

"And if you are in this misunderstanding that it all happened because of you. Then you are totally wrong. You are not that much important to Asfand Yaar Khan now."

His eyes became red to a dangerous extent. And his words were pricking and hurting Sanam's heart. A tear slipped from her eye and fell on Asfand's chest.

He also felt its softness. In a trance, he moved closer to her face. His eyes were gazing at her trembling lips.

His crazy heart was yearning to become rebellious. He has every right on the girl lying in his arms. He was just about to take a move when the voice of Sanam he came back to his senses.

"And if I say, for me you are still as important....."

But before she can complete her sentence, the next moment, he harshly pushed her back and she straightly fell on the floor.

"Don't you dare....if you utter another single word? A girl like you can never be with anyone."

With a jolt, he got up from the bed and went to her. She was sitting on the floor looking at him and moving towards her. His eyes were clearly revealing his intense hatred for her.

A while earlier how he got lost in her mesmerizing beauty though he can hide it from Sanam but can't from himself.

Taking slow steps, he further moved near to her and sat on the floor right in front of her.

"Do you know first your place was here?"

He took her delicate hand in his heavy hand and put it near his heart. Sanam can clearly feel dejectedness in his voice. She shut her tears-filled eyes as she can feel his beating heart.