His Ruthless Love

13

WAHAAJ’S POV:

When I woke up, Abeera wasn’t in bed.

“She must be getting ready.” I thought and decided to get ready.

After getting ready, I walked out to see Abeera standing in front of the mirror. She was wearing a white dress, making her look like a pure flower. I walked towards her and hugged her back.

“Ali…” She quietly whined. I absolutely loved it when she called me Ali. it felt sweet, intimate and it left me feeling giddy.

“Why are you so dressed up?” I asked her, kissing her shoulder. She turned around so I could see her rosy cheeks. I’ve got to admit, I love my effect on her.

“I have an event in my university.” She told me and I nodded with my hands placed on her waist.

I placed a peck on her lips. I’d never thought that I would get addicted to something, but her lips, I’m addicted to them. They tasted sweeter than any fruit I’ve known. I could suck on them all day.

ABEERA’S POV:

After kissing my lips softly, Wahaaj moved back and looked at me head to toe. It was as if he was checking me out. His gaze made me nervous, but in a good way.

“Hey, you know, my eyes are up here.” I said, trying to distract him.

“Yeah. I know.” He said lazily, but his gaze travelled from my waist till it reached my eyes, making me blush and look down.

“I love it when you blush like this.” He said as he kissed my cheeks and placed a small bite on my left one.

We were having breakfast, when Wahaaj got a call. He quickly got up and started leaving the house. I followed him as I wanted to know if he could drop me to my university. I followed him to the guest house. I’ve never seen it as it wasn’t open.

I entered the guest house and the sight in front of me made my heart shatter. I couldn’t believe I fell for a guy like him.