PantPantPantShe had ran short of breath. Her lungs were trying their best to fill up as much air as they can but at the speed her legs running, her body could hardly perform both the functions at the same time. She kept on looking back, after every second but found no one. Yet, this didn't let her rest because there was this feeling brewing up in her mind, continuously as if someone was watching her. She was running instinctively, without any conscious reasoning. Though, no one was running after her but still her intuition told her to run.She can't risk anything.Her life was at stake.She remembered going to his mother asking for her help because she was the only option left who could take her out of this mansion and Moosa's clutches. Only she had the power to dodge the security away and protect her from her son, because she was his mother after all. And Roshanay had her own reasons to ask for her help. She had noticed the change of expression on his mother's face when he had an

By evening, she was dressed in a beautiful red bridal dress. Dazzling ornaments adorning her. Her face painted with light make up but that still gave her the exotic look which every bride would want. Her husband-to-be has demanded his bride to look beautiful.Beautiful for him. But her heart was pounding fast against her chest, she was dressed as a bride. A day she never expected in her life to occur. Her heart was restless. Myriads of emotions had succumbed her totally, capturing her soul. Hazing her brain as the clouds would do, she wasn't able to decipher anything.Anticipation.AnxietyFear.The emotions she felt was a combination of these three.She was a bride. Her feelings were so potent and mixed up that she wasn't able to understand that what was she feeling.She was repeatedly trying to calm herself but her heart striked as if it would jump out of her chest any moment. Nothing was working. And her wedding night, the thought alone was making her shake. Only one question was

Before she could think of anything else, his lips were smashed into hers as they began to move vigorously against hers in a deep and passionate manner. He sucked, nibbled and bit on her soft plump lips taking her breath away. Delving more and more into her soft petals like he was drowning in water. She couldn't process anything and her mind went numb. But his hands which moved towards her head broke her cluelessness, she felt him playing with the pins of her veil, taking them off and released her hair while pushing her head more onto his lips. Her first instincts were to back away but his warning played back at her mind and she stayed rooted. Her lips didn't move but she could already feeling him licking the seam of her lips, demanding entrance. That made her heart race faster. What if the situation proceeded in the way she didn't want it to be?Hesitantly, she slowly, unlocked her chapped lips slightly and they streched when his tongue entered into her mouth. His hands played with h

A mountain of nervousness built within her heart. She could just hear her heart beating violently within her chest cavity. As if she was just able to feel the ferociousness of its uncontrollable beatings. The wild and rash heart beating, ringing her ear drums. She sensed the life slowly slipping away from her limbs, making her body ache with sudden tension and nervousness."Yes," Without contemplating, she answered directly so he won't suspect her."So what are you hiding, Roshanay?" he questioned, slowly digging his fingers into her waistband, playing with it."I'm not," she shook her head. Her body a bundle of nerves. Tears of apprehension burning her eyes, making her eye balls glisten."You are," he asserted.She gulped, feeling her composure sliding away as she just continued looking into his eyes worriedly. His hand slipped down, caressing her inner thighs and she felt her anxiety reaching at its highest point."I wanted to tell you something," she said again, her body going in a

Tick TockTickTockHer ears were just able to detect this sound and her eyes kept on staring at the ceiling without a blink. The room was silent and she could hear his soft breaths as he was in a deep slumber but whenever she closed her eyes, trying to sleep, she would wake up.It wasn't due to the anxiety or anticipation of her future but she missed someone, dearly. On and on, she could see her mother's beautiful face imprinted, behind her closed lids. Since the day, she had gone and caught by those terrorists, Roshanay couldn't sleep. Her every night was sleepless just like this one.She knew her mother was most probably dead. Her unsurety about the situation was the only ray of hope for her. She could never assuredly claim that her mother was dead, there would always be a 'probably' there. If she could say, her mother was most probably dead then she could also say, her mother was most probably alive. That probably was a hope for her.A hope she was relying on and going to rely fo