Rashid's POV

Two days. Two fucking days!

Two days of not talking, no eye contact, no dinner together. She won't even look at me. Just what did I do! I did exactly what she said to me, I didn't touch her. I fucking controlled myself even though all I wanted to do in that moment was slam my lips against her and give her everything I have to offer.

But I let her go. For her satisfaction, for my own sanity. Hasn't she been acting like a brat enough?

She even has the audacity to slip away from my arms every single morning. I am too used to have her in my arms every single day since we are married.

"Can you people not do one work properly? I need to stand here and guide you through every single work?" I threw the papers away in frustration.

Everything is messed up. So messed up.

Specially my brain and heart.

"I am sorry sultan. This won't happen again. I will redo all the paperwork." The head accountant said as he gathered all the papers from the ground.

"I am not here so that I correct your mistakes and do your work from the start. This is your responsibility. If you can't do it, let me know I have plenty of others to fill your position. I don't need any more mistakes. Am I clear?"

"Yes sultan." He nodded his head.

"You can go now. You have two days." He gulped a bit leaving as if two days weren't enough but he didn't question me any further. He couldn't.

I ran my palm in my face.

That's how it was. No one can question me. As much I hate the responsibilities of being a sultan, I love the power that comes with it equally.

"What has gotten into bhaijaan today? Did he and bhabijaan fight or something?" Saad whispered into Amir's ear.

"I heard that Saad." I glared at him.

"Good. I meant for you to hear it." His lips tugged upwards.

Ya Allah I hate this guy so much.

"I don't have the patience for your little stupid jokes today. Shut it before I loose my last few strings too." I said signing the petition that needed my approval.

There were awful lot of these today.

"But what happened? I mean you are always in a sour mood but you are specially grumpy today. Did bhabijaan beat your ass or something?"

He loves to push me and specially on my bad days.

"I don't know about your 'bhabijaan' but be sure I will beat your ass if you don't leave in the next few minutes. It looks like you have enough time to goof around. Should I increase your workload?"

"Always a grump." He muttered probably in annoyance and defeat.

Before Amir could even get the chance to investigate I showed him my palm, "Don't Amir."

He backed away in an understanding look and got indulged in his work.

I have been like this for the last two days. While I know it's no one's fault I involuntarily burst out on them. Because the one who is at fault won't even look at me.

I sigh loudly in frustration, gaining looks from both Amir and Saad.

Great.

I am not doing a good job keeping my emotions to myself. And now everyone in this palace who works with me and for me knows that I am in a bad mood.

Except that one person who should actually understand. My little begum.

She was supposed to be a transaction. A solid evidence for the peace treaty so it was unbreakable. A way for me to get a righteous heir for my throne. A queen that my sultanate needed to rule with me,to rule after me.

But all of that seems like past news. They don't seem valid enough now. She is more. More than a transaction, more than a peace treaty, more than a heir producer. She is my obsession. The only one obsession who is not mine yet even though she carries my name.

Yet.

No matter how much she fights me I know she burns for me. She feels the same ache for me that I feel for her. She just needs a push. And I am so good at that.

"What are you smiling at like a maniac?" Amir nudged me.

"Just a plan for the betterment of our sultanate. Don't disturb. Do your work."

I have been too patient. I am not even good at it yet I have been nothing but patient. It's time for a reminder of who is in charge here.

"I am retiring for the day" I stood up as I announced gathering all the papers in the desk. These can wait a day more. I can't.

"You just came some time ago." Amir frowned at me.

"I kn-"

"Jane dijiye Amir bhaijaan inko. Pakka bhabijaan se milne jaa rahe honge."

( Let him go Amir bhaijaan. He is for sure going to meet bhabijaan)

This irritating boy.

"Aapko toh hum baad me dekhenge. Bohot waqkt hain aapke pas lagta hain."

( I will take care of you later. It looks like you have a lot of time.)

The last thing I saw on his face was a scowl. I don't care. I don't care about anything in this particular moment. Except for her.

As soon as I entered the chamber I saw her giggling with Aaliyah. Laying on the bed on her stomach and dangling her feet up as her skirt lowered on her knees while listening to Aaliyah talk like she understands everything and giggling like a child.

My heart skipped and sinked at the same time. Skipped because I have never seen her smiling like that ever since we are married and sinked because I have never seen her smile like that for me. In front of me.

She always has this cold demeanour as soon as I am in her sight. And as much as it makes me sound pathetic I am jealous of my own sister. Jealous that she is able to make her smile like that and I am not.

I want to be the reason of her happiness. Of her every single emotion. Only me.

Only I have the right.

She didn't notice me yet. But I did. I notice her every single day.

The way she talks,the way she gets annoyed,the way she stomps her feet at small things,the way she read those books and blushes which I need to find out what they are about, they way her body weakens around me,the way she shivers when I touch her and now the way she laughs.

I know them all to well. They are stitched in my mind and brain.

"What are you two doing?" I leaned against the wall crossing my arms.

They both straightened up immediately fixing their veils. Maybe I should've announced my arrival. I never do because it's my chamber and she is my wife. But I didn't know Aaliyah was here too.

"Areh bhaijaan? Aap yaha itni jaldi? Sab khariyaat?" While Aaliyah looked interested in me my wife looked away and ignored me like a fly.

That attitude.

( What are you doing here so soon? Everything okay?)

"Sab khariyaat hain Aaliyah. Humein kuch jaruri kaam se aana padha. Kya aap humein thodi azlat de sakte hain?"

( Everything is okay Aaliyah. I needed to come to do some important work. Can you give us some privacy?)

"Haan haan kyun nehi. Duniya ki sari azlat le lijiye" She smirked as she left with her handmaidens.

( Yes yes why not. Take all the privacy of the world.)

What is wrong with these kids! They act like adults. Maybe I should look around for some proper suitors for these two. Then they won't have all this intrepidity.

Let's worry about them later.

"Begum humein aapse baat karni hain."

( I need to talk to you.)

She acted like she didn't hear me and got up from the bed.

"I said I want to talk to you. Don't you dare ignore me." I approached her closer with short steps.

She rolled her eyes ignoring me for the second time.

"Roll your eyes at me again and I will make sure you do it in bed too." Her body froze.

Fuck. I wanted to be patient and do this carefully. But to hell with patient. I am acting patient a lot recently. If this is what it's going to take for her to act right then this is what it shall be.

"Cat got your tongue little wife?" My body was now even more close to her. I love this. Her front pressed against me while her breath fell on my revealed collarbone. Having her close to me like this feels like heaven, like home.

Is this too soon to say this?

"I asked you a question. And when I ask a question I expect answers. Am I understood?" I grasped her chin between my fingers as my thumbs touched her lips in slight stroke.

She is too much worth of breaking a promise. A literally worthless,stupid promise. I know she will break it herself.

Those lips, they are so tempting. From the day I saw her in the terrace of her home,I have only imagined how these will feel against mine.

She bites her lips as her head shakes in a yes.

Fuck. Did I ask her something? What was the question again?

"Don't do that to your lips. Please." I freed her bottom lip with my thumb in a gentle tug.

Not because that will hurt her, also that but because I can't watch her do that while I am supposed to be controlling myself. And because I want to be the one who is able to do that. The only one.

She hasn't muttered a word. As much as I like her acting obedient, her silence is taking a toll on me.

"Why are you being so cold towards me my little begum? Is it because something I have done?" My fingers never stopped brushing against her skin, switching between her cheeks and lips.

"I-I, th-there's nothing like that. It's just I-I don't k-know anything about y-you. I-I am little...umm scared." She stuttered like a prey in hold. Maybe she is.

"Really? Scared of what exactly? What exactly do you want to know. I am here to tell you everything." My hand moved downward to her neck, gripping it firmly yet gently. My thumb doing the same job it did on her face,this time on her nape.

"I-I.. can you please stop doing that! I can't t-talk while you do that."

Makes me nothing but happier.

"Stop doing what?" The strokes become more intense than before.

Her eyes closed in a flash in defeat. "This."

She breathed heavily.

"Why? Why shouldn't I? I think you enjoying this as much I am."

"I-I am not. What rubbish. And you said you wouldn't touch me! But you break that promise every chance you get."

"Ahh I see. But you are in fact enjoying." I grabbed her arms taking her in front of the mirror. Her back now pressed against my front while the mirror portrayed what we both felt without any filter.

She gasped at my fast action and wanted to turn around but I grabbed her jaw keeping her in place, our eyes met through the reflection of the mirror. Disobedient little girl.

"You are a little liar, aren't you?Look at yourself mirror. Do you see how flushed your face is? Do you see how red your cheeks are? Do you see how fast your breathing is? Do you need more prove?" I pulled her closer by her waist.

Suddenly a thought of ruining her while holding her curvy waist flashed through my mind.

Soon Rashid soon.

"And about the promise, I have never been a rule keeper you see. What's the fun in that. So monotonous. The real fun begins where the line of rule blurs right begum? You are so lucky I have only been more patient than I ever was." I whispered to her, my lips brushing against the back of her ears.

"Now what it is do you want to know about me? I am here to offer you my everything." Literally. She can and will get anything she wants.

"I-I can't think of anything right now. Give me space maybe. I will tell you." She tried to break free.

I grabbed her in rough pull turning her to face me. Enough of running away. I hate cowards and she is being one now.

Keeping her still close to me I spoke against her lips.

"Space? I think you had enough space from me. And rest assure there's going to be no such thing in the future. I will be with you in your every breath,e very time you wake up and go to sleep I will be the first and last thing you see. And even if you get tired of me you can't get rid of me. Because we are tied together. Forever. Do you understand? Dare to escape if you can begum. I would be there to catch every single time you run away. I love me a good little chase."

"Please." She spoke in such a low whisper that I could barely hear her.

"Kya chahti hain aap humse begum? Keh toh rahe hain apni dou maqam ko chor kar sab dene ki liye taiyaar hain hum. Aap ek bar keh ke to dekhiye."

( What do you want begum? I am telling you that except distance I am ready to give you everything. Just tell me once.)

She kept silence. I am getting frustrated too much. If that's what she wants then that's what she gets.Distance.

I am not going to force anyone against their will. I am still not that wicked.

I left her body to leave the chamber but as soon as I turned around she pulled me again by my collar and lowered me to her height.

"I have never seen a more insufferable man than you." I was too stunned to give her a reaction and register her action. Before I could gather any further she pulled me closer and pressed her lips against me. My whole body stiffened and jolted at the same time.

Her lips were soft against mine but before she could proceed any farther I grabbed her neck to pull her away from me. Her face instantly turned into a sad and confused one. Her brows furrowed as she looked at me with questions.

"Good. Because I am the only man you will ever see. Insufferable or not."

I fisted her neck between my fingers.

"Also as much as I love you being aggressive, we are going to do this my way."

I pressed my lips against her again. This time more firmly,with more urgency. I felt like I needed to give her everything I had to offer in this one kiss. As I started to move my lips against her I could feel her shivering in my arms. I inhaled the soft gasp that left her mouth.

I pushed her against the dresser grabbing her more roughly. It feels like all my patience is having a sweet and deserving end.

I have never tasted something so sweet,so tantalizing. So sweet that the hair on my back stood up in friction of her skin.Having her here in my arms,pressed against me,my lips on hers made me realize I have been missing out something in my life, something I never knew I needed.

And now that I had her, I knew I needed her every day.

My other hand presses up against the back of her head trapping her in the kiss. No available way to escape my wife.

Our lips move in sync while she struggles to keep up with me. I suck her lower lips while kissing more passively. She moans at the action awaking every single urge in me, making me almost groan. I can feel my lower body tingling as she continues to make those little noises but I know I can't rush any more than this.

I pull away to give her some time as she taps against my chest.

"Can't handle this much begum?" I smirk at her.

"Th-There's nothing I can handle!" Stuttering but still acting brave. Her voice laced with desire. Desire for me. And it would stay like that always.

"Of course. I wonder what else you could handle."

I captured her lip once again, swallowing them in mine as if I don't allow her to say any further but this time entering my tongue. While she gasps in between the kiss she never gives up. What a fighter of a wife I got.

I let her believe she is control for some time and then suddenly take control. Our lips and tongue dance together for some time while sucking on each other with no limit.

We pull out as we run out of breath. I will make sure she never runs away after this. This is a point of no return.

I tugged her bottom lip with my teeth and bite on it softly. She whimpers at my action looking all disheveled.

Oh I never want to see any other look on her face.

"Repeat after me begum no more distance." My lips brushed against her once again giving her space to talk. This is the most space she gets from now on.

"No..no m-more distance." She clutches my kurta as if her legs are giving up.

"Good."

I lift her in my arms as I walk towards the bed to let her rest. She is surprised by my actions but is too tired to speak. It's just a kiss and she looks all weak. Okay maybe not just 'a kiss'. She needs to be more strong for me.

As I lay her down on the bed I lay beside her caressing her skin,just below her blouse line. The duvet covers us both while she lays in my arms,the place where she belongs.

I don't sleep neither does she. We busk in each other's presence. I know I need to go back to sort the petitions even though I said I was retiring but just few more moments.

She snuggles closer to me as she does every morning. And I will make sure it stays that way. Every day.