HIS INNOCENT BRIDE

SEVENTY

 

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AYSHAM’S POV:

Do I want to?

I asked myself as every fiber of me sparked thinking of his gaze when I would come in front of him wearing that. He asked for my concern to act like a gentle man as he would never force me into anything but his eyes screamed that he wanted to saw me in those as lust was dripping from them.

 

With shaky hands I took that piece of cloth from him and walked inside the room not before glancing at his clenched jaw as if he was trying to control himself from doing something.

 

I had shakiness in my walk but I managed to reach the room without tripping.

 

FARZAN’S POV:

 

“What’s the update?” I was in middle of something very important that controlling myself from doing something that would made her scare me more because she wouldn’t be able to handle what sinful deeds, I wanted to do with her at that time. Just to distract myself I called Imran for divert my mind from her as she was in the room right now. I was here but my men were trying to trace down my enemy who was still behind many folds but we were getting close to him day by day.

 

“We have listed all the information of the headquarter which is in a different country. There are few men like guards and chefs who are in our custody. They soon wouldn’t able to bear any more torture.”

 

“His headquarters is in some other country but he would be having meetings here too. Find their meeting point in the city they most probab…” I couldn’t complete my sentence as my words couldn’t come out as a voice when my face went blank with my eyes filled with so many things at a time that only my eyes were seeing and my heart was beating other than that I lost every other sense.

 

My glanced at her from top to bottom as never expect her to wear that dress but there she was standing in front of me looking like a goddess. She was small but everything that shouldn’t wasn’t indeed. The white silk was enhancing the glow on her face as her face was flustered making her look like a strawberry and I love them.

 

Her breasts which I had imagined and seen in my dreams in multiple ways were juicier than any of that. They were pushed up and f**k they were huge just like her beautiful small rounded ass. Her breasts were barely covered as it was just nipple which was hidden from me while her waist, her stomach was bare till her bikini area just to hide that specific part again. Other than that, she was all mine to see, her every curve was flawless with her smooth skin which was evident while looking at her legs which were smoking hot. The dress was barely reaching her mid=thighs leaving nothing for imagination as I could bet, she didn’t wear any innerwear. She wasn’t any in the day too as it seemed like she wasn’t used to that.

 

“Sir…” I heard Imran saying something from the other sides of the phone as I came out of the trance which was barely broken.

 

“Don’t disturb me.” I almost roared at him and cut the call before throwing the phone on th couch.

 

“It’s too short.” She mumbled as she was looking down at her toes while placing her hand on the bare areas and with the other hand, she was pushing down the dress to cover her legs which was impossible. It was just a tiny piece of cloth.