Hisar E Ishq Ka Junoon Novels & Stories

She whisper quietly looking down at her lap. I frown . I put the brown box aside and sit beside her on the bed holding her hand. " hey....listen you don't need to ever feel guilty or embarrasse about money or asking me something. Do you get it." I said softly looking at her eyes. " Because my love , the money , the empire that I built , its all because of you. Because I want to spoil you so much. I don't fucking care if you don't remember me and my love , all I want is you by my side. You never have to be embarrass about not able to reciprocate my feelings, I am fine with it but don't ever force yourself."

I go to bed and he follows me, jumping beside me. “Do you have a movie in mind, Mr. Busy Man?” I ask, turning on the screen. “How about Amazing Love?” He suggests, close to my ear. “I haven't heard the name before?” I murmur in confusion, still searching it on the web. I feel him leaning back as he hums. “It is the story of prophet Hoshea and the prostitute.” “Wow!” I exclaim as I get the movie, “You're right!” “Come here,” he says. I nod my head and put the laptop on the bed before obeying Zahir. He pulled me upon him, and that was unexpected! He wraps his arms around my waist and we start watching the movie together.

Is that why seeing her having a happy family of her own irks me to the core? Or am I just jealous because Ian took my ex wife? Geez. My emotions were all over the place, conflicting and chaotic. Suppressing it all, I ambled further down the stairs. Arianna raised her eyes and it locked with mine. We just stared at each other as I walked down the stairs, our stare not faltering for a nano second. Now when I stare right into her eyes, I see nothing related to love and care for me. All I see is disgust and hated.

Mari replied proudly. Andrei smiled shyly then winked at Mari. Of course, Mari was thrilled because her boyfriend was really handsome. "Yes, he is! He doesn't even smoke, he's not a drunkard and above all, he's not a womanizer!" Jeyah teased. "Hey, I'm not like that!" Harry, Jeyah's boyfriend, suddenly interjected. Everyone laughed. "What's wrong? Aside from what I mentioned, you're also jealous!" Jeyah's response was awkward when she looked at Harry.

Why I could not just have been allowed to marry my love and live a simple happy life together. She is beautiful, his wife, long chestnut brown hair and hazel eyes, delicate features, she has a softness in her expression that I used to share before this life forced me to change. Her eyes shine with adoration for him and it gives me a little peace. I dare to let my eyes wander to him and I jump a little, he is staring right at me. There is a fire there that I can’t quite decipher, such a thin line between passion and hate. My very breath catches in my throat and I am unable to look away from him. Captured in his orbit, I feel my body respond to his intensity my arousal igniting at my core.

Was she scared without me by her side? My hand brushed against my bag, and I felt something sticky. The strawberry ice cream had melted. My Bibi would never come back. I collapsed over her bed, crying, my heart breaking. A vast wave of sorrow engulfed me, and everything around me spun before I lost consciousness.

Chris's POV : I saw her gently coming through the aisle like a goddess. My heart overflowed with happiness and stomach fluttered with the excitement of making her mine. Everything was perfect and until, the pastor misspelt her name. I corrected him and turned around to see the veil being lifted. There I saw blue eyes instead of the hazel ones watching me not with love, but with terror. This is not, Eva. But, Ava…!! Her nerdy twin!! "It's… You…!!" I said with disbelief I crunched my teeth together to control my anger.

*Kane's POV* As we watch the movie, the look on her face when she told me how incredible it was is burned into my brain. Obviously the sex was mind-blowing, but the way she looked at me like I was the only person in the world, like I was special, made me realize what it is I’ve been feeling when I’m with her: happiness. It’s an emotion I haven’t felt in so long. It excites me and terrifies me at the same time because I know it can’t last. How can it?

I snapped, the tears spilling over my lashes again, but my tone was resolute. "But just because Agatha and I are hurting right now does not mean my heart is a revolving door. It doesn't mean I am just going to move on with another person because things got difficult. Agatha Nguyen is my fiancé. She is my first love, my only real love, and even if we shatter each other into pieces, every single piece of my heart still belongs entirely to her. I am not leaving Manila, Beatriz. And I am definitely not leaving her." [AGATHA NGUYEN]

', Haris asked, raising his eyebrow. ( Really?). 'jee'. Noor smiled, assuring, but her smile didn't reach her eyes. And surely Haris saw that. He took a deep sigh, contemplating whether to ask her about her often zoning out or not. ' tum itni khoi khoi kiu rehti ho?'. He said. ( Why you often zone out?). ' Mai?, Nahi to, esa to kuch nahi hai, itni hasi Khushi to rehi hun, in do saalo se'.