Mistress

Chapter 11- Unknown feelings

After one week

Meher's p.o.v

" I will take a class test next week. So, be prepared," Asish sir said with a serious voice and we all

became whiny. I like to study but this test thing is so irritating.

After that, our class is over and sir called me. He again asked me if I am facing any problem in my

study or not. Of course, I am not facing any problem in my study. Actually, my whole life has become a

problem. This study problem is nothing in front of my miserable life.

After talking with Asish Sir for some time I went to the restroom and splashed some water on my face. I

looked at my reflection on the mirror and found a sad broken girl. A painful smile formed on my lips.

After that horrible night, I got my period and it's been one week since he didn't come to torture me

again. Thanks to Allah that I got my periods. Period cramps are 1000 time better than his animalistic

sexual bulldozer. Unfortunately, I am fine now and surely he will come today. I hope that today he will

do all this a little gentler. If he wants he can do all this with me gently but he doesn't. He is always busy

in punishing me. I don't know why he is punishing me.

I came out of the restroom and Simran started dragging me without saying anything.

I asked her curiously," Where are you taking me?"

" We are going to do some shopping. After 3 days my cousin is getting married so I need to buy some

things," she replied excitedly.

I immediately remembered that day when I went to a cafe with my friends and he came to know. That

night he unleashed his monster on me. I don't want to face that again.

I replied hesitating," I am sorry, Simran. Please, take someone else. I can't go with you."

" Everyone is busy with project work. Only you are free. Don't say no. Please, please, .....please," She

said nagging like a little kid.

After seeing her pleading face I couldn't refuse her. I agreed to go with her and she became happy.

I sent a message on his phone saying," Can I go to do shopping with my friend? Actually, she wanted

to buy something. Can I accompany her?"

After a few minutes, he replied," You can. But, I want you to be with your female friends. If I see you

with boys then the consequences will be worse."

I informed him that I am going with Simran and he didn't object anymore. He is always threatening me.

Beast!!

After that, we came to the shopping mall in Simran's Ferrari. This girl is freaking rich. She has 3

personal Ferrari. I used to be a rich girl like her but everything is gone now. Alas!

She is now dragging me shop after shop. She couldn't choose anything for herself. She is now trying

some salwar suit. Finally, she liked this one and I took a relief of breath thinking that I don't have to run

again into another shop.

Suddenly A red lehenga caught my attention on a mannequin.

( A/N-Imagine this on a mannequin)

The lehenga is so beautiful. I not only like it but also loved it. It's a bridal attire. I don't know why I was

feeling like to buy it. But, I can't. I don't have the money nor I am going to get married. After all, who will

marry a mistress! I used to dream of my prince charming but I think Allah hasn't chosen any prince

charming for me.

I took a deep breath looking at the lehenga. Simran again started dragging me. It's time for her to buy

shoes and cosmetics. I am feeling irritated because of her continuous dragging. But, I can't say

anything. She is my friend after all. I don't want to hurt her feelings.

We came out of the cosmetic shop when I spotted a familiar figure with a woman. They were standing

a little distance from us. It didn't take much time for me to understand who the person was.

It's him. He is with his fiancee. I saw many bags in his bodyguards' hands. His fiancee is looking so

happy so as he. He is telling something to his fiancee and she is laughing.

I don't know why I felt very bad seeing them together. I again felt that stupid feeling. Why I am feeling

bad seeing them together.

I touched my face and felt that my eyes are watery and cheeks are already wet.

Suddenly, Simran said with excitement," Hey, isn't she Sajal Seikh? The most popular designer."

" Hmm," I replied controlling my tears.

Then she again said with the same excitement," And isn't he Sehreyar Al Seikh? The number one

businessman in India. Oh, God. They look so perfect together. Seems like a match made in heaven. "

" Are you done? Can we leave this place? I asked her with a tight smile.

She said looking at them having an aww expression," Look, they are so much in love. They are

looking........"

She couldn't complete her sentence when I started pulling her by holding her hands. I can't let him see

myself.

We came out of the shopping mall and I didn't waste any time. I just took a taxi and came back home. I

didn't even say bye to Simran properly. Because I have lost my mood.

Sehreyar's p.o.v

Some woman is really irritating. This Sajal is one of them. She told me to come with her in the shopping

mall and obviously, I refused.

She told Dadi about all this and Dadi told me to take her to the shopping mall. She knew that I can't

refuse Dadi and that's why she used her. Dadi also told me to behave nicely with Sajal and that's why I

have to fake smile to her.

After coming to the shopping mall, I am walking and walking. She is buying dress after dress, jewellery

and many more. Looking at her I am feeling like to yell on her but I am helpless. I don't know how I am

going to adjust with this irritating woman after marriage.

Right now, she has gone to the trial room to try a dress and I am sitting in the shop.

I am feeling bored inside the woman's clothing showroom.

I am looking here and there when a red lehenga caught my attention. The lehenga is so beautiful and

the fabric is looking very soft. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

The salesgirl noticed me and said smiling," Sir, it's a bridal lehenga. It will look very beautiful on mam.

Do you want to buy it?"

I don't know about Sajal but I immediately imagined Meher in this. She will look breathtakingly

gorgeous in this. But, why am I thinking about Meher? I shouldn't think about her. She is just my

mistress. Nothing else.

But, I want to see her in this dress. Whatever, she is now my property. I am her owner. I can tell her to

wear anything and she has to obey me.

I asked the salesgirl," Do you have home delivery service?"

" Of course, Sir," She replied.

Then, I gave her my card where my office address is. I told her," Send this dress in this address. I am

paying the bill right now. But, don't say anything to your mam."

She replied smiling," Sure, Sir. I must say that you love your fiancee a lot. That's why you want to

surprise her."

" Just do your job," I said rudely and her smile gets vanished from her face.

She nodded her head in positive and left the area in front of me.

I am now only imagining Meher in this bridal attire. She already looks like a cute little bird. I am sure

she will look like a red rose in this attire.

" Fuck!" This girl is messing with my head. I have never imagined any girl like this. But, this Meher

Afroz Khan is forcing me to do all the things which I have never done. Her innocence is something

which always attracts me.

I am lost in my thinking when I heard Sajal's hard voice. I looked at her with my irritating expression.

Meher's voice felt like a melodious tune to me. But, this Sajal's voice is so annoying.

She said showing me her new dress," Sehreyar, how am I looking?"

She is beautiful I have to say that but she never attracts me just the way Meher attracts me.

" Hmm. You are looking good," I replied faking a smile and saw her blushed cheeks. I just rolled my

eyes seeing her reaction.

After that, I paid the bill and came out of the shopping mall. Sajal is requesting me to have lunch with

her but I refused saying that I have to attend an important meeting. There is no meeting.

Actually, I want to see Meher, I want to hug her, kiss her and fuck her. It's been one week since I have

seen her last.

I can't wait to see Meher in that red lehenga.

Author's p.o.v

It's evening time and Meher is sitting beside a window and looking outside.

The servants have left the house already after finishing their job. Now, Meher is alone in this whole

house.

She is aimlessly looking at the sky and thinking about Sehreyar. She doesn't know why she is feeling a

slight pain inside her heart remembering that scene where Sehreyar and Sajal were together.

She is feeling too much hurt.

" They were looking so good together and Sajal Seikh is so beautiful. That's why he is marrying her,"

Meher thought with a heavy heart.

Her eyes are getting blurry due to tears but she controlled them hurriedly.

She found a small mirror on the nearby table and picked it up.

She looked at the mirror and said to her reflection with her trembling voice," You are not so beautiful.

That's why he doesn't respect you and like you. You are no match with Sajal Seikh."

She is busy talking with her reflection when she heard the honking of car. Sehreyar has just returned.

Meher didn't react at his returning. She is still sitting beside the window.

After a few minutes, the doorbell rang and Meher opened the door. Sehreyar didn't say anything nor he

looked at her. He entered the house and sat in the living room area. She didn't notice the bag in his

hand.

Meher gave him a glass of water and he drank it in one go. He looked at Meher and found her gloomy

face.

She always looks sad but today she is looking extra sad.

He asked her," What happened? Why are your eyes looking red?

" Nothing. Umm....something went into my eyes that's why it's red," Meher replied hurriedly rubbing her

eyes a little.

Sehreyar forwarded the bag to her direction and ordered her," Wear this and show me."

Meher took the bag and asked him confusingly," What's this?"

" You will come to know when you will open it. Just go and change into this," Sehreyar replied rudely

and Meher didn't say anything.

She went to her room and opened the bag. She became shocked seeing the dress.

It's the same lehenga which she liked in the mall. She isn't understanding how Sehreyar knew that. But,

she is happy that she got this lehenga and Sehreyar gave it to her.

She felt that her lips curled upward forming a sweet smile.

She changed herself into the lehenga and looked at the full-length mirror of her room. She couldn't

believe her eyes. She is looking so adorable.

After a few moments, Meher came to the living room and said timidly," Sir."

Sehreyar looked at Meher and his eyes are now wide open along with his mouth. He is blinking his

eyes and trying to figure out who is this angle.

Meher is looking down because she is feeling awkward in front of Sehreyar's continuous gaze.

" So gorgeous," Sehreyar uttered and started walking in a circle around her. He is eyeing her

continuously.

Meher is feeling a little bit happy hearing his compliment. Her fair cheeks are now completely red due

to her shyness.

Sehreyar stood in front of her towering her small self. He raised her chin by using his index finger. He

found that her lips are a little bit shaking. He caressed her lips and said directly," Will you be my

wife?"