Things became more domestic between us after our first intercourse and the next day he just indulged in his office work and I was in my sketches. And the day after that, after I got ready I made coffee for him without salt and he drove to his office and I drove into my Jaguar. This car started becoming my own nowadays and I drove it on my own.
Kayra taught me driving and she forced me into getting a driving licence. I denied the driver and also denied his offer because even if Iβm his wife I want to create my own name in the company.
I cursed myself more than I took a breath in the past hours for giving in to him. What my mind went through in that moment was insanely unpredictable. He was a gentleman enough to step away when I stopped his hand but how did I lose my consciousness and unpinned the saree.
βAisha, what a needy little bitch you are!β I scolded myself in my mind.
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