DESIREgfh - Page 29

Your story is so intruding

Plz update soon

Love the way you write

I'll be restless to read it ahead

-Manu-

you r welcome my dear...and to clear your doubt, the line mean that razia is not in love with mirza, the way mirza is in love with her. that's all...!!

that's alright!! nobody is making fuss of it...dear, 😉

yess...!😊

it looks nice...😳

mirza pushed her into the room, and her waiting maid squeaked in protest. Razia was too arrested by the fierce gleam in hi eyes to spare a thought for Fatima. "Get out! " mirza said, his words directed at Fatima even though his gaze never left razia's face.

Fatima disappeared depressing her laughter, closing the door behind her. Mirza turned away and turned the key in the lock. Razia heard the bolt side into the hole with a meatllic wishper, amplified in the silent room. A sound that was dangerous yet exciting all at once. He turned back to h.slipping the key into the pant pocket." Now my love, "he said in a dark drawl that made her flush, "do you care to explain why I am here? "

"I don't know and neither I care to know and by the way you should not be here Mr. Mirza"

He stepped towards her, cupping her chin in his hand and nudging it up so she was forced to meet his eyes."I never thought I would like to be called Mr. Mirza but you could make me carve it.she swallowed, her mouth dry as she saw the raw need in his eyes. She took a steal back ad he caressed her faceas she pulled away. His touch was soft almost tender and then there was no doubt that he still wanted her-he closed the distance between them, placing his hands low on her hips as he gided her into his embrace.