The only mistake Arslaan did was telling his new bride about the girl he met once. His first love. He wanted to start their relationship without any secrets but his new bride closed him off.

" I don't want to be anyone's second choice. You and I will be husband and wife in public but indoors we are better off as strangers." She laid the ground rules without listening to him.

" Ayath listen, I just said I will give you all rights of a wife will try to forget that girl"

" I don't need any rights. You are free to marry your lover and when I find someone who takes me as their first love. I would mutually end this marriage. I know your mother loves me a lot I will make her understand"

Arsalan was angry to his core.

"I am your husband and you can not talk to me like this. I will kill anyone who looks at you"

" show your possessiveness to your lover lion".

Arsalan thought his wife would appreciate his honesty but here it went all wrong.

How dare she think of someone else.

Since that day Ayath tortured him in every possible way.

They used to tease Shazain for his mistake but now she felt that Seher was very lucky. Shazain loved her like no one. She decided to enjoy her life and not morn about Arsalan and his first love.

She wore the traditional Indian dress that shazain's elder sister has sent them from India. Her mother in law insisted that she wear it tonight for the function. Unlike Seher, Ayath was not married into royalty. Arsalan was an emir of a small tribe. She did not have servants at her disposal. It did not matter to Ayath she helped her mother in law with the household chores. Imaan loved her like a daughter. Arsalan was slowly impressed by her but she acted like a stranger to him.

Arsalan was driven insane when she walked out wearing that white and gold skirt. She covered her waist with that white sheer cloth called chunri. She looked so sensuous he was almost undone when he saw her dainty waist and her navel when raised her hands to pick up something from the top shelf.

He couldn't concentrate on anything the whole night. All he wanted was to lock her and make sweet love to her and claim what was rightfully his.

When they were inside the room he held her in his arms from behind and nuzzled his face in her neck his hands slowly travelled to her waist. Ayath's breath was hitched. When Arsalan slowly turned her to devour her sweet lips. Ayath remembered and pushed him " save yourself for your first love. Don't you think you are cheating on her?"

Arsalan was frustrated" can't you forget that, can we not start fresh?"

" Never" she walked away.

Arsalan knew that his touch affected her. How long can she deny the physical attraction? An evil idea erupted in his mind. He would play the dangerous art of seduction. It would be fun to seduce her and later claim her as his prize. His body tightened with the thought of the erotic things they would do.

Ayath was surprised to see him coming out only with trousers with his bronze perfectly sculpted chest on display. As his muscles rippled and flexed making her go haywire.

" Why don't you wear proper clothes?"

"It is too hot. I know I am handsome but keep in mind I am legally yours. You can do whatever you want"

She had a hard time saying anything. He purposely laid closer to her. She could see his semi-nude state. His masculine scent, his body heat made her imagine things.

Arsalan smirked looking at her face. It won't be long before you will surrender to me.

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