— H O O R —“Why? Are you afraid of being tempted by me and end up doing something unexpected?” He says naughtily. His eyebrows wiggle playfully as a smirk finds its way to his full lips. I can't help but feel the heat creeping onto my cheeks. They feel hot all of a sudden as the idea itself seems tempting but why am I thinking like this for my contracted husband? No, Hoor, leave that idea. Do not।get into his seduction, you will regret it so bad. Yeah, I know. But just look at his audacity right now! After annoying me for at least half an hour, he says I can take advantage of his sleepy state. Samajhta kya hai yeh insaan khud ko?(What does this man think of himself?)But I know how to win out of this as I am such an expert here! “What? Don't think I'm gonna rape you while you're sleeping like a log!” That smirk vanished from his face as soon as he heard my answer. His lips pressed into a thin line and he glared at me, still looking so attractive and fine. Now it was my lips tu

— H O O R —I walk into the kitchen, getting the maid's attention as they bow to me lightly. They do it whenever they look at me, and I am growing annoyed by it. Seriously! But I do not complain and give them a small nod before I make my way to the large marble slab and put the bowl there. I peek over my shoulder and spot the one who has followed me to the kitchen. Yeah, my dear husband is behind me, looking around clueless. He is rubbing the back of his neck as he makes his way inside, whistling a soft melody. After a couple of minutes when he is done exploring the kitchen, his eyes land on me and he stops whistling. “What have you come to see? That I'm mixing poison in your food?” I ask, keeping my voice low as I do not want others to hear our little argument that is about to take place. I am not sure but I am surely angry regarding what happened this morning. Right after waking up in the morning, he decided to bother me. Nothing else, only I came to his mind. I know he made me

— H O O R —As soon as I descended four stairs, I noticed how many people were waiting for us. I never expected that. For a girl who came from a small household like me, a maximum of ten people in the function was called ‘many’, but at the moment I was seeing more than ten people. Around fifty, I guess? They were all comfortable in the hugeness of the house, still, the room was left large. Yes, I know that Zahir's house is no less than any palace and only such elegant and rich people come to such a palace. Why did I expect less?They look at us and I notice their eyes holding an admiring glint as soon as they catch us standing on the stairs. I can't help but notice how elegantly they have dressed up. I have never seen such bright people, to be honest. Does not matter if their teeth shine, they know their clothes and footwear should shine even if others do not even look at them. But that's not what makes me nervous. It is something else. Zahir keeps his hand on my waist and it car

— H O O R — After I am done combing my hair and making a braid of it, making sure I won't be finding my hair like a nest the next morning, I walk out of the closet. Today was very tiring. And these heels have ruined the peace of my feet. But I can't even ignore them in any function, otherwise, I will only reach Zahir's shoulders. Do not think that I am short. My height is normal but my husband is definitely not less than a pillar. And from the pillar, I remembered that till now my husband has not come into the room. What is the reason for this? The function is over. Bhabhi told me to go to the room and rest. Zahir was also next to me at that time, did he not hear that Bhabhi had asked us to go to the room?Well, it does not matter to me. If he comes in the room tonight, I will punish him for ignoring me and if he does not come in the room, I have the next night also to have fun with him. But no matter what happens, I will not spare him so easily. The door opens with sleekness.

— H O O R — He kissed my forehead like a loving husband. He said those beautiful lines. He asked me to take care of myself. He said he will come back by the evening and all this made my heart skip a few beats. After he left, I enjoyed talking to Parul. We talked about many things. Dad also asked me so many questions as he was excited to know how I am dealing with a new place and a new family. I cooked for them. Parul helped me. And the day went well. We enjoyed it so much. And this is the evening he talked about. He will be here anytime as he said but I am still in my sweatpants and large-size t-shirt. Of course, like any typical girl, I am waiting for him to come and then I will get ready to leave. Anyway, he is already an hour late. It is almost dinnertime and he is not here yet. I am cooking dinner with Parul and somehow still thinking about him. Thinking about what is he doing to my mind. It is occupied by him and his actions only. Sometimes he behaves like a true jerk and