Fiza ( Abusive husband Survivor )

Chapter 5

Also, you can imagine Randeep Hooda too as for Kamran. But remember don't keep your expectation high for this character. More characters are to come in this story though.

"No, you can do it when I leave for my shift. For now..." He walked to her and Fiza blinked wondering what? But then realization got the best of her. She couldn't help taking a step back but Kamran only smiled holding her arms in his hands. "...is the time to become a good wife."

Fiza only looked at him while he leaned his mouth even closer to hers. It took everything in her to stay frozen there but she couldn't help a whimper get the best of her. "What? You don't want me to touch you?" Kamran asked all the while getting his hand on her waist.

Fiza wonders if she could ask him to take a bath. "No, it's just. I am scared. I barely know you. It's just..." She sniffed a little and felt too helpless.

"Do you want to stop me?" He hissed but Fiza could tell looking into his eyes he didn't want her to say this. She was too alert of his presence when she said.

"No, I don't think I should stop you." But got extremely disgusted when he held her face and inhale sharply. Her face was burning in his hands and she couldn't help but start shivering. Her teeth started clattering.

"Of course, I don't only need a cook or a maid Fiza. I also want you. You know what I am talking about, right?" Fiza bit her cheek with all she could. Or tried to stop breathing so she could avoid his stinky mouth. But what she felt on her lips was his mouth sucking. She didn't open her mouth and kept it shut with all she got. He pulled her scarf away along with her white dupatta. She couldn't help but hold her arms to hide her chest moving.

"Don't be scared. You will enjoy it. Every girl does...I know." Fiza couldn't help but blink. Kamran walked to her back and tugged her braid a little. "You are going to have so much fun too. I know this." Fiza didn't want him to say this. She knew he was married previously and had some experience but she didn't want him to talk about it. She wonders if she can ask him to not say it but stayed silent.

Kamran untied her silky braid slowly all the while telling her. "I will be gentle with you. You can trust me, Fiza. I want to be gentle with you." Fiza remained silent and tried her best that her teeth doesn't make a sound. Because whenever she stops biting her cheek her teeth start clattering.

He looked at her slim figure and curvy rear before he gathered her in his arms to plaster her body to him. Fiza jumped audibly gasping. She couldn't help but break into the sobs.

Kamran looked at her tears and told her. "Don't worry...it's your first time. It can be intimidating for good girls I know..." But then looking at her shivering body he couldn't help but grit. "...or it is not your first time and you fear getting your mask off." Fiza was too occupied with his hands roaming over her body that she took her time to react. She looked at him and shook her head. "No, I..."

"Fiza, am I really the first man? Or you have been a whore of your neighbourhood." Fiza couldn't help but shake her head. "Don't...don't do this with me."

"Do what?" Kamran pressed. "Don't touch me." She break free of his hold and looked at him.

She instantly realized her mistake and held her hands out to him. All the while taking her step back. "I know you are my husband..." Until she felt the wall behind her. "...and, to tell you the truth. I really don't have anywhere to go. I really want to make it work with you. And, I promise I will keep you happy but...I need some time. I was very scared coming here. I...I didn't even know I had to come to the US when I married you. Parveen only told me this when I didn't find you coming to her place..." She trailed off finding his mood spoilt. She was tired and hungry. The last time she had anything was twelve hours ago on the flight.