His Delicate Queen

##//Qubool hai...🖤✨//##

"kya aapko yeh nikah qubool hai..." Priest asked.

"Qubool hai..." She whispered for the third time, a lone tear escaped from feroz's eye which he was quick to wipe off.

His shehzaadi isn't his anymore... The thought broke his heart. Sabana who was sitting beside him held his hand in hers giving him strength. He softly kissed her head, smiling a little.

While shagupta smiled sadly looking at them. Even she craved for the affection sabana was getting, but its not in her destiny but then too she always wished for his happiness, of course she will, she loves him.

"Bura nhi lagta aapko..." Neelo whispered sadly looking at her. Though she was his wife she always knew he loved sabana so she never really complained, it was not that she loves him, she was youngest of them probably 19, and though it is crime in ibraheem's for married woman to give her heart someone other than their husband, and she is Willing to commit that crime, and she have accepted it that she can't be loyal to him and soon she's gonna search someone who will love her and accept her.  What??? She is the third wife of him and he does not love her nor did he even speak her once after their nikah, how could we expect her to be loyal, on what basis she should, she is girl she had her dreams and she don't feel any wrong in what she's doing or going to do.... but her heart used to ache everytime seeing shagupta.

"Ek tarfa hi sahi pyaar pyaar hai... Unhe ho ya na ho, hume beshumaar hai..." She said looking at his smiling face.

"Qubool hai..." He said for the third time. Making her grip her lehenga... She is not shehnaaz ibraheem anymore... She sighed as the tears made their way through her eyes.

"Allhamidulillah...." Abbu muttered under his breath.

"Neelofer hum chahte hai ki aap kuch din shehnaaz ke saath jaaye... Ek baar vo vaha ghul mil gyi... Aap aa jayega vapis." Feroz order not even looking at her. She nodded and he left.

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She sat their on the larger than life bed in that dark bedroom. She wondered why his room was so dark, like even curtains dark. How was she even gonna live in such a scary room.

She felt the bed dipped on other side. She looked at other side to see him laid on the bed. Shirtless?? Why god why... His well built abs.. uff she don't wanna look at those. Don't be horny shehnaaz. She cussed her mentally for checking him out. But what's the problem... He is her husband right?? She has the right but then too.

"Go and change." he said coldly. Making her heart prick a little. Don't she deserve a little softness?? She questioned herself but shrugged and went in washroom and changed in a yellow cotton loose kurti and white pajamas.

She was little hesitant to be with same bed with him, she had heard she is kinda possessive and hate it when others touch his thing and his bed was something he was very obsessed with, he won't like if she will be there with him. But even she was his...?? Maybe not, coz there's not an ounce of softness in his eyes. She was thinking whether she should take a couch but she came out of thoughts with the deep husky voice of her husband.

"Come here..." He said huskily.

She gulped and made her way towards him, dare she looked up.

"J..ji.." she said standing near his side. He held her hand and pulled her towards him, making her fall on him and gasp.

"Aa...aap.." she whispered but she was weak enough with the proximity to not speak further.

"Sleep here..."he whispered holding her closer and closing his eyes. Here?? Where the fuck is here?? She shifted to lay on other side.

"Here." He said sternly. Making her frown but stop her movements. She laid there snuggling in his warmth in an uncomfortable position but still providing comfort in weird ways.

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