Reviving A Dead Heart

Chapter 15 (Edited)

Zakariya P.O.V:

I opened my eyes to a sight that I wanted to hold in. She was lying beside me on on her back with my arm under her head. Somewhere in the night her robe have loosened showing me the view of her carmel shoulder and almost of her soft perky bosoms.

My fingers just itched to pull the strap of shoulders to let my eyes wander further in to the valley of her bosoms. I wanted to know if those perky aerosols would be brown or pink. My bet was on brown.

Just consciously realising the trail of my thoughts. I stopped my eyes from devouring her curves any further. Moving my hand on my face with my eyes on ceiling. I was very much aware of my painful arousal. It was second time other then last night that I was aroused by her body.

Even through my body demanded to submit myself into its carnal desire. I took reins of it. I wanted to slowly ease her into fact of me being her husband and not rush her into it and Secondly I wanted her to be only consumed by me when we crossed that boundary. I could be all understanding about other matter but I couldn't tolerate that she would thinks about anyone other then me when we kiss or make love in future.

It made me think that maybe the kiss was rushed. She wasn't ready for it. Did she think about him while kissing me? The thoughts alone were enough to pull me out my arousal. Even if she did. I didn't want to find out.

I pulled my self out of bed. Shrugging myself out of these thought. I got under the spraying warm water of shower. There were more pressing matter that needed to be addressed. We were threatend by Abram family about which dad was angry last night. He wanted to me to stop Noor from looking further. I did want the same but my reason weren't only related to protection of this family. I wanted to keep her for selfish reason too.

A towel was wrapped on my waist. I wrapped towel around my neck and used one end of the towel to dry my hair. I found her sitting at the edge of bed with her foots firmly deposited on floor. The robe was tied firmly covering her delicate luscious body from my wandering eyes.

"Good morning." I greeted deeply.

"Morning." A muffled reply came with to her palm on her lips covering the yawn.

I took some clothes from cupboard. I always kept some clothes in this house and apartment too for such situations. I felt a stare on me but when I turned toward her, I noticed that her eyes were on floor with red hue coating her cheeks.

I walked back to bathroom and got changed. When I back, I still found her sitting on bed with her hand unconsciously forming a low bun even through she had no hair tie with her. It was a mechanism for her to feel more in control. She always had a bun when there was a big case or a big client to meet.

"You are dressed." Abandoning her bun. She looked up at me.

I only raised my brows at her statement not understanding what exactly she meant.

"I mean. I need clothes too." She gestured to her current clothes. "I can't very well walk out in this state."

"Don't need to worry. I have texted Bella to deliver a dress for you." I looked at her again and added. "Something appropriate and decent."

"Appropriate and decent." She repeated after me.

"Her clothes aren't mostly decent considering it's a norm in our society but I wouldn't want you wearing that." I said before adding under my breath. "Even if I hadn't converted."

"Why?" She asked as she must have heard me.

Her question unnerved me a bit. I thought that she would have been aware of her charm. I walked toward her and and I started bending downward until I was on my knees. Taking both of her hand that were in her lap, I pulled her toward me until her head was slightly bent with her eyes holding mine.