"your fingertips trace my skin the places

i have never been, blindly I'm following."

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The sun was shining brightly, light rays were passing through the curtains falling on her beautiful face, illuminating her brown dusky skin, looking like a reaption of the first seasoned wheat. The sun rays were playing hide and seek with her, she wasn't the one to gave up easily and so was the rays, she turned on her left side sleeply checking her Phone, when she heard her mother's screaming and fall down on the floor, hurting her butt.

"Bahar...Bahar...come downstairs."

"Uffff Mummaaaaaaa."

Bahar said in a painful voice, rubbing her butt and frustratedly sitting up. Taking her phone and drapping her staller around she walked downstairs to listen to her mother's pleas, which will not stop until she saw her face.

"Baharrrrr."

"Mumma I'm here now please stop shouting."

Bahar said hugging her Mother and kissing on both of her cheeks.

"Bahar look at you, your in laws are sitting downstairs."

Marina baig, frustratedly pushed Bahar away and the smiling giggling Bahar was now fuming with anger, but she held herself strongly and composed herself.

"Mumma you know. I don't want to get married right now."

Bahar said holding her mother's hands and looking at her with pleading eyes.

"Bahar we are not forcing you my child, its just that we are just planning for an engagement ceremony. Thats it. The wedding will happen after your Graduation."

Marina holding her daughter's hand more tightly assuring her that everything's going to be alright.

"But Mumma..."

"No buts Bahar. They're waiting for you and please wear something decent."

Marina walked back giving her instructions and like a good obedient daughter, Bahar goes into her room and changed into decent pair of clothes, and by decent clothes in Bahar's language, it meant Long t-shirts with black jeans and a staller....ohhh how can we forget classic Bahar cateyes glasses.

Bahar looked at her one final time in the mirror and spraying a little bit of perfume, she walked back downstairs to greet her nonsensical in laws.

"Assalamu alaikum."

Bahar shouted on top of her lungs and everyone in the room looked at her with disapproval. She was everything but a disciplined lady.

When she saw her so called in-laws had been giving her disapproving looks, she felt extremely good and happy.

"Walaikum Assalam beta. Come sit with us."

Bahar looked at her paternal aunt, who was talking with her very sweetly she almost got a heart attack, she was going to sit beside her but then her eyes met with cold black eyes, the man who was sitting their like he owns the damn Place. A lot of emotions surged in Bahar's body, Love, hate, pain, anger....... loathing. Bahar looked away from him and sat besides her Aunt.

"Bahar beta Mashallah you're looking so pretty."

Only Bahar knows how she controlled her laugh at the Hypocrisy of her aunt Dearest.

"Nahi Chachi jaan Pyaariii tou aap ho gayi hai Mashallah."

Bahar said sarcastically and the poor aunt didn't even get a hint that Bahar was being sarcastic. A flash of smile passed on the face of the man Bahar loathed with all her her heart, Walid Baig. But soon he covered his smile and started scrolling his phone pretending he's not sitting their or listening to Bahar's rants.

"Bahar Beta come on serve them Tea."

Marina has sensed that her daughter is going to create a blunder, just to save her from another scandal in the family she ordered her to divert everyone's mind.

Bahar started making tea for all of them, although she hates doing house chorus, but she was a pleasant host. She had served everyone and when she was going to serve Walid, she clutched the plate tightly, her hands were tumbling, she closed her eyes for a second and voice in her soul guided her to not let her guards down.

"Walid your tea with no sugar. Just the way you like it."

Bahar smiled brightly and everyone gushed at her little sweet gesture. Walid's sister Kanwal took a picture of them without letting them know and Walid took the plate with a killer smile. He was too good to ignore.

Bahar clutched her shirt tightly and sat beside her aunt taking part in the conversation now and then.

They all were planning for the biggest day of her life, her engagement day. The day she has been waiting for many years. She had loved Walid Baig her whole life, he was once her world, no her universe. But that was all a longtime ago and now time has changed. It was all gone. The love. The charm. The butterflies. Only loathing is what she felt now.

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Bahar was standing outside her University waiting for her driver to come and pick her up. She had called him several times, but their was no reply. Everytime she dials his driver's number, the line went dead.

She was walking outside the Gates of her University, frustratedly when her phone Started beeping continuosly and a hope of ray appeared on her face, but it soon died a painful death when she saw a line of messages and her mouth went dry, her eyes were blacking out and then her eyes felt on the Black mercedes and her world stopped.

Sky-high hotels

Room no 204

Oh well, Car is waiting for you.

I hope you will be here soon.

M.

Bahar started walking towards the car, her eyes were red due to the tears she was holding back and her legs were trumbling, she didn't knew how she walked towards the car and when does she opened the door of room no 204.

Her eyes bulged out, when she saw him standing nearby the huge glass windows, sipping a glass of water and looking like a greek god. He was someone to be praised, handsome as hell.

But Bahar knows how this handsome faces deceives girls like her in the name of love and then put them into the eternity of misery.

"Bahar jana."

He moved around and putting the glass of water on the nearby table, he walked towards her, with very moving bone in his body he was getting intoxicated by her scent. Like a moth drawing towards flame. In that moment all he Wanted was to burn in the flaming rage of her eyes. He loves her ordinary brown eyes too much, because that ordinary eyes turned into a show of fire whenever she sees him.

"Bahar jana."

He was standing closer to her and touching a flick of her hair strand, he whispered her name in her ears. In that moment Bahar felt her heart beating faster and louder and clearer. His aura always made her intoxicated with a new kind of drug, everytime she was around him, she felt a new kind of euphoria.

"Meeran."

Meeran was tracing his fingertips on the backbone of Bahar, her body was feeling weaker and weaker, in his arms. With a jolt Meeran moved her closer to him, Bahar was now completely molded in him. She closed her eyes and letting him do what he and she both wanted at the moment. She may have came here unwillingly or willingly, only God knows, but in that moment of weakness Bahar surrendered herself to Meeran willingly, shutting off her morale side and letting her desires the best out of her.

Their clothes were laying on the floor like a mess and Meeran was looking at her with heavy eyes, he always feel too high with her and when tit hits the lowest point, he returned into reality and pushed her away like always. And like always, he got up from the bed, picking up his dress shirt and walking into the bathroom. It was a queue for Bahar to leave now.

Bahar who was laying on the bed facing the huge glass windows that overlooks the city Skyscrapers. A tear felt out of her eyes and she fixed the bed sheets around her, picking up her clothes and feeling like a coward, who gave up her dignity just to seek the pleasure of her Forbidden Desires.

She heard the water running down from the bathroom and getting herself prepped up she Walked out of the bedroom, the same mercedes car was waiting for her outside. She sat in and washed out the memory from her brain, about what had happened back in that hotel room.

"You will pay for everything, Meeran Shah."

Bahar muttered to herself, her eyes blazing with the same fire.

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Note: I'm so sorry! For not posting it on the day i promised. Because my wifi router got broken and I don't have any other sources to update.

By the way do leave your views.

Bahar and Walid are first cousins, just clearing it.

And do tell me whom do you like the most Walid or Meeran.

I'm a bit nervous because this story contains a bit mature scenes, but I've tried my best to censor it as much as i can.

One more thing I'm hella happy! Because Ballad Of love hits 100k i still can't believe that a book i Started writing just 7 months ago who has only 10 reads for the first month is now in 100k reads. I'm so happy and blessed that I've such amazing readers. So thank you so much to each one of you, who reads my stories and appreciate them.

I love you guys alot.