Mistress

Chapter 5- Caring for her

Meher's p.o.v

Bhaiya asked me with a suspicious look," Meher, Are you really staying in Fuppo's (Aunt) house? I am

feeling that you are hiding something from me."

I masked my unbearable expression forcing a smile and asked him," Why are you feeling like that?"

" I had insulted Fuppo and her husband so badly. Still, they are helping me in my case by giving money

to the lawyer! This thing is really hard to believe," Bhaiya replied with a slightly suspicious tone.

I rested my one hand on his shoulder and said," They are helping us on my request. You know very

well that Fuppo liked me very much."

He sighed and said," Yeah, I know that. They are really generous that even after my insult they are

helping me in my case and bearing the expenses of Asif's treatment. Moreover, they are also bearing

the expense of your studies."

Hearing him I just took a breath thinking about how I am handling everything. How can I tell my brother

that I have become a whore of a wealthy man! How can I tell him that I am spreading my legs in front of

a vulture every night! How can I tell him that I am handling everything by burying my self-respect and

dignity.

Thinking all these some tears started forming in my eyes but I controlled them immediately to avoid

Bhaiya's any kind of questions.

Then, Bhaiya told me holding my hands," Please, Meher, tell Fuppo that I am sorry for my behaviour.

Tell her that I am ashamed of myself."

I hugged my brother and said patting his back," I will tell her, bhaiya. Don't worry."

I talked with him for sometime and assured him that very soon he will be freed from the jail. When I will

just leave the jail, bhaiya holds my hands and said with a heavy voice," Meher, I am not a good person.

I have committed many sins that's why Allah is punishing me."

I again hugged him and said," No, bhaiya. You are not a sinner. Just keep trust on Allah. He will help

us."

He didn't say anything further and two policeman dragged him towards the cell.

After that, I left the police station giving hope to my brother that I will go any length to prove him

innocent. I know that my brother can't be a murderer. He might be an arrogant and ruthless person but

he can never kill someone.

My brother's arrogance always messed up everything. We used to have a good relation with my Fuppo

until my father was alive. After his death, my brother Adeel became the CEO of our company. After

becoming the CEO he became more arrogant and because of his arrogant behaviour, our other

relatives became distant from us. One day my brother behaved very roughly with our Fuppo and she

cut all her ties with us. That's why when I needed my relative's support nobody helped me.

Still, he is my brother. I love my brothers more than anything else in this world. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

I am thinking all this and walking on the street without looking at the road. After walking for some time I

called a taxi to return to my hell.

Sehreyar's p.o.v

I am in my office and doing some important work on my laptop. I am not understanding what's wrong

with me that I am not being able to give my full concentration on my work.

My whole mind is occupied by Meher. Her innocent face is coming inside my head and bothering me

too much. Why I can't get over of her. Every day I am having her still I am feeling that she is not with

me. When I first read her profile I came to know that she is a talkative girl. But, with me, she doesn't

talk that much.

" You have made her your mistress and expecting that she will talk to you normally! Are you nuts?

Moreover, she is scared of you," My subconscious mocked me and I just sighed.

Suddenly, my subconscious said with excitement," Make her your wife. Give her the respect which she

deserves. She will definitely......"

" Just stop. I can't marry her. I can't marry that fucker's sister," I yelled loudly when I heard a knock on

the door.

I yelled in frustration," come in".

And after seeing the person in front of me my already ruined mood became completely sour. The

person came forward and stood in front of my desk folding her arms having an irritated expression on

her face.

I asked the person," Sajal, what are you doing here?"

" Instead of asking me questions, I should ask you questions," She replied sternly and sat in front of

me.

Before I could say anything she asked me angrily," I have called you uncountable times. Why are you

ignoring me? I have sent you numerous message and you didn't reply to any of my messages. Why are

you avoiding me?"

" I am busy. I don't have any time for your rubbish talking! I replied fixing my gaze on my laptop screen.

She stood up from her seat and said yelling," Rubbish talking! Don't forget that I am your fiance. I have

that much right to ask you why are you avoiding me!"

" I was never considerate to you," I said lowly but enough loud so that she can hear what I feel for her.

This time she came forward and hold my right hand tightly. I asked her angrily," What are you doing?"

" I don't care you are considerate to me or not. But, you have to marry me anyhow. Did you just forget

your promise?" She asked me tapping her index finger on my ring finger where that trashy engagement

ring is.

I jerked off her hand from my hand and said being irritated," I didn't forget anything. Listen, Sajal, I am

too much busy right now. Can you just go from here? I will meet you later."

Saying that I again returned to my seat when she said softening her voice," Fine. I am going right now.

But, always remember that today or tomorrow you have to marry me. So, don't ignore your future wife."

Hearing her I didn't say anything and tried to concentrate on my work.

She will just leave my office when she turned at me and asked," By the way, where are you living? Why

aren't you returning to your house?"

This time I looked at her with a shocked expression. I asked her knitting my brows," What are you

talking about?"

" You know very well that what I am talking about," She replied with a cold voice.

This time I couldn't control my anger and said angrily," Listen Sajal. You haven't become my wife yet.

So, don't act like that. Wherever I am living it's none of your business."

Hearing me she just chuckled and said giving me a determined look," I will find out by myself where are

you living. I am your future wife. I have that much right to know where my future husband is living."

Saying that she left my office room and I threw the coffee mug on the floor angrily. This woman has

made my life miserable.

I have to be careful from her. If she comes to know about Meher then I don't know what will happen!!

At Night

Author's p.o.v

Meher was studying attentively when someone called on the landline number of her room.

She knew who is it. It's Sehreyar. It's time for Meher to serve him in the bed.

She received the call and Sehreyar ordered her," In my room just in two minutes."

Saying that he cut the call and Meher just sighed. She prepared herself to bear him again.

She stooped her studying and stood up from her seat. She walked towards his room and opened the

door.

As usual, she found him topless standing in front of the window. She is still sore from last night but dare

not to say anything. She is feeling like to yell on his face that she doesn't want to have sex now. But,

she couldn't utter any words. She remembered one of his rules when she agreed to be his mistress.

He told her," You have to please me whenever I want, wherever I want and however I want. You can

never say no to me even if you are sick or dying."

Sehreyar turned his face to her and found her fidgeting her fingers. He ordered her rudely," Take off

your clothes and get on the bed."

He didn't ask her that she is ready or not. He didn't even ask her that her lower region is fine or not to

bear him again.

Meher laid down on the bed and a humorous painful smile formed on her lips. She is feeling like to

scream on his face that she doesn't want to bear him.

Sehreyar saw Meher's naked body and his manhood twisted inside his pant. He removed his pant and

hovered over her. He touched her face gently. He caressed her cheeks and lips gently and Meher is

just looking at the ceiling without any expression on her.

Sehreyar started touching her sensually. He touched her neck, jaw very gently and then kissed her. He

gave her sloppy kisses and trailed down to her breast level. He sucked her nipples and sometimes

bitten them softly. He kneaded her breasts softly. He liked her soft full breasts which are perfectly fitting

in his palms. Meher controlled her moans because she doesn't want to get insulted.

A painful scream escaped from Meher's mouth when Sehreyar touched her folds. He tried to push his

two-finger inside her vagina when another whimper left from her mouth.

" You are still sore? Sehreyar asked Meher and she just nodded her head in positive.

He asked her worriedly, "Why didn't you tell me?"

" Do I have the position to refuse in front of you? Meher asked Sehreyar and suddenly he felt

embarrassed.

He wanted to say sorry but his ego came out and he holds her shoulder tightly. He said coldly," And

you are daring to ask me questions?"

Meher didn't say anything further. She just looked at another direction with a painful expression on her

face.

Seeing Meher's condition he decided to not have sex with her tonight. He cupped her face in his palms

gently and kissed her lips gently sucking her soft plump lips. But, he didn't find any response from her.

He made her look into his eyes and asked," In these 7 months I have kissed you uncountable times but

you never kissed me for once."

She started murmuring, "I....uh....ummm...me.."

" Kiss me," Sehreyar ordered Meher and she looked at him with her questioning eyes. She said

confusingly," Huh!!"

Sehreyar said rudely," I said kiss me right now."

Meher got scared hearing his deep rude voice. She is hesitating too much.

But looking into Sehreyar's clenched jaw she immediately placed a soft kiss on his right bearded

cheek.

She closed her eyes due to shyness and Sehreyar chuckled.

" I said you to kiss on my lips," Sehreyar said tucking a few strands of her hair behind her ear.

Meher replied looking at his neck," I don't know how to kiss on lips."

Sehreyar sighed and said caressing her cheeks," You are really too naive. Place your lips on my lips

and suck my lips along with my tongue."

" I can't......" Meher tried to say when Sehreyar replied more like ordered her," Do as I say."

Meher got scared and obliged him. She did whatever Sehreyar commanded her. He felt a peace inside

his heart feeling her soft lips touches.

Meher is now kissing him but her kisses were very fragile just like her. Sehreyar took over the control

and kissed her passionately.

After a passionate kiss Meher and Sehreyar are panting hard and sucked as much as the oxygen they

could.

Sehreyar pulled Meher in his embrace and placed her head on his chest. He kissed her forehead and

said with his husky voice," Sleep with me tonight."

" But, Sir. Your rule is......." Meher tried to say but Sehreyer stopped her saying," Don't say anything.

Just sleep with me tonight. I feel peace with you."

Saying that he closed his eyes and drifted into a deep sleep very soon. But, Meher is still awake. She

didn't understand Sehreyar's gentle behaviour towards her.

Sehreyar is still hugging her tightly like if he left her for a second then she will disappear.

Meher looked at Sehreyar's face and asked him touching his one cheek," Is it really you Sehreyar Al

Seikh?"