Forcefully His

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MUSA'S POV:

I woke up early in the morning. DAMN! I have to go to Islamabad to meet some relative as Mom called to order me yesterday.I got ready, had breakfast and went to my car

I am Musa Ali Khan. I am a ruthless businessman and I like the fear in people's eyes when they look and stand in front of me. Not only am I a businessman, I have connections in the mafia as well. I am called Mr. Khan as many people don't even know my full name. Girls tremble in front of me but some high society bitches think they can control me. As if! These bitches only make me laugh and nothing else.

The chain of my thoughts was broken by the ring of my phone.

"Hello" I spoke into the phone.

"Hello son. How are you and where are you?" Mom's voice came through the phone.

"Good. What have you thought about marriage?" Mom asked me, again.

"Mom, I am just 25 and I don't want to get married yet." I told her for the millionth time.

"If you like someone, I don't have any problem with that. You need someone to reign you in." Mom said.

"Mom I am not a horse to be reigned." I told her arrogantly, making her laugh and end the call after saying goodbye.

Soon, I reached the hospital and already had the urge to get over this s**t as soon as possible. I met the relative and made an excuse after a while to get myself going.

I was just walking out when I saw the most prettiest girl buying ice-cream for the kids around her. She was the most beautiful girl I have ever had the pleasure of seeing in my life. She had chocolate brown hair which looked softer than silk along with breathtaking brown eyes. Her lips were full, pink and plump. I knew I wanted her the instant I noticed all about her.

Sigh. I knew I shouldn't want her or have her. She was like a flower and I would just ruin her. She was so innocent and young and I didn't want to take her carefree life from her.

I decided to leave her alone and give her a chance to out. "I promise, if I'm ever going to see you again, you are going to be mine forever and nothing will stop me from having you." I whispered.

I took one last glance at her and saw her munching on her chocolate. She looked adorable and I wished I could eat her with the chocolate.

With a heavy heart, I told the driver to start the car and busied myself in work. My PA was telling me about my schedule but she was on my mind constantly. Ahmad -my PA- handled all my work, even the secret and dirty ones. I kept busy and I couldn't help shouting and even firing some of my staff. I was frustrated as she didn't leave my mind no matter how much I tried to.

Around 12 pm I reached my home in Peshawar. I paced my room in aggravation.

"If I ever see you again, I am never going to let you go, my doll." I whispered again and then decided to take a shower, wear my sweats and head to bed.

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I woke up and decided to leave for office earlier than usual.

"Bring me my coffee." I instructed my PA.

Five minutes later, he came with my coffee. Most people find it weird that I have a male PA. I have no other option, girls are either trying to get me in their bed or are scared of me, I don't have time for both.

"Sir, you have a video call with the PM at 10 am, he wants to discuss further details of your agreement and you have a meeting with Mr. Abdullah at one of your hotels, he is staying in at 4 pm . that's all for today." Ahmad told me.

"Ok you can leave now." I ordered.

Whenever I closed my eyes, I could see her face. It frustrated me but always brought a smile to my face as well. Soon it was time to leave for my meeting with Mr. Abdullah. He was an old man but a very intelligent one, he was one of the few people who, at least tried to hide their fear of me.

I left my office and sat in my car with Ahmad beside me.