ZAARA’S POV:

I am standing here in my bedroom waiting for my “Dominant Husband". This my first time standing here in his playroom with my black lace lingerie.

I was married to him before one and half years. It’s an arranged marriage so I don’t have much hope in my relationship with him before marriage. My marriage was started and ended within 3 days. I don’t know why my parents were in such rush to marry me off to him. Three days before my marriage that’s my first encounter with a random man who proposed me in a café. He said that he was following me for quite a while and he was in so much love with me. Some of college girls said that I am a slut who get different man every day. I stared at him shocked and ran away from him feeling embarrassed, because that’s the first time someone had proposed me. Though I am a beauty queen of my department, no one dared to approach me .I don’t know what’s the reason but now I feel so awkward ,to simply put it I couldn’t explain that feeling can we say something like a terrible headache feeling .Then I ran to my home feeling nauseous for what happened in café to only encounter with some middle aged guest in my home. I couldn’t face them so I ran to my room closing the door behind me.

2 hours later:

My mom came upstairs banging my door. I was so much irritated that she didn’t understand I need some space and sleep. I sighed and made my way to my door to open only to see my mom barge into my room within seconds after unlocking my door. My mom said me to freshen up a little to come down for dinner and she said they also have a very important news.I did as she told and went down to eat my dinner.

I found there are two more people in dining room whom I saw while came home. I sat silently and started eating my dinner. I saw my mom fiddling her hands and urging my dad silently .I know they want to convey some news to me . My dad cleared is throat and said one sentence that stopped my breath" you’ll be getting married on Friday this week".

What!

Did I imagine things because of the incident today.

No!No!No..that can’t be possible.

My dad understood that I didn’t get it clearly so he repeated again. Before I start to protest he said that it’s not up for discussion. He introduced ,the middle aged couple as my future in-laws.With that ran to my room closing my door with a loud thud.

As planned I got married in next two days. I walked on my aisle keeping my head down not one percent interested in watching my husband to be who was waiting for me happily.

He said “I do” with whatever the priest insisted as a vow.

And I repeated the same “I do” with lack of emotions,still keeping my head down. Then I heard the priest said to him that ‘ you may kiss your bride’.

I raised my head inorder to not to embarrass myself and my husband.Yhea, I more or less accepted the truth and trying to move on.

I raised my head to see my husband for the first time, only to froze there in shock by seeing whom I was married to. The world seems to be paused and his movements in a slow motion. He approached me sliding one hand around my waist and other behind my head and slowly his lips touched mine in a gentle and loving kiss. My First kiss . After few seconds he saw my reaction that spread a goofy grin in his face .

Damn! He so cute.

The whole marriage was in a blur to me. I didn’t expect my business administration Professor to be my husband.Where in the hell everything happened like this.It gave me a headache ,that seemed like I would pass out anytime from then.

Damn! How come I was ended up with this Sex God of our college ,who was my first crush ever.

I will be damned if any girls came to know that I married their Greek god of a professor. I felt so happy that I married whom I desired since my freshman year.He is a guest lecturer of our college who is multi-billionaire but still teaches four classes per week because of his dad’s health. I haven’t seen his parents clearly that day other wise I would have guessed it earlier.This came so shocking to me.Our marriage was a secret till I complete my college that gave a great relief to me.

Our wedding night:

I was sitting in his king-sized European style bed. He came near me standing in front of me,he lifted my chin making me see his face.

‘Zaara' he called me. The voice him made every girl go wet in class .

‘Professor Zander’ I replied to him. He cackled on hearing my reply.

Damn! I was soaking wet then.

‘Still calling me Professor ,now you need to change your way of addressing me,babygirl’.

‘Zander' I called him awkwardly, not so used to call him like that.He became little stiff after hearing me.

‘Once again,babygirl'. Hell his rough,musky manly voice calling me babygirl doing things to my body and heart.

‘Zander'.This time I called him softly and firmly.

He pecked my lips and smile at me warmly .He crouched down in front of me, face to face,watching me seriously.Then I heard his voice .

‘Babygirl, I have some secrets that I need to tell you now.’ My breath hitched at that sentence,but I watched his eyes firmly without saying anything.

‘Babygirl, I am a DOMINANT. I knew you don’t know much about BDSM. I’ll teach you everything in further coming days but now ,let’s start with having Vanilla Sex.’ With that my marriage happily doomed..

My Sex God, and I am not intended to give him to anybody.

Author Note:

hello all, hope you all enjoy this journey.