Chapter 30

Anissa inhaled deeply as she woke up from her slumber, feeling a delicious soreness ache between her legs.

As she glanced at the time on the side table clock, it was 10am in the morning. Shehryaar's side was empty, even cold indicating that he didn't sleep with her. She was slightly disappointed and felt Dejected.

Then his words from last night echoed in her head.

'I don't make love. I fuck'.

Fuck? Was that all it was? Was I a simple fuck for him? I literally fought through my trauma to make him have what he wanted and at the end all he tells me is that I was simple fuck for him? She thought and her heart ached at it as tears pricked her eyes.

O well, it's not like loves me. I think he isn't even capable of love. She thought. for a Pakistani maiden, having sex was a ritual equated to having mutual feelings of respect and understanding as well as an obligation. And she had fulfilled her obligation since the rest wasn't being fulfilled on either side.