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HIS POSSESSIVE LOVE

Alisha Begum 3

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

_______________________ I dedicate this book to all those amazing people who believe in LOVE and I’m immensely thankful to all my readers who have stuck with me through this whole epic roller coaster of Love and Romance.

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_______________________ AASMA’s POV. TRRINGG, TRRINGGGG, TRRRINGG…The alarm rang. I hurriedly stopped the alarm and adjusted my eyes to the sunlight that was entering my room from the window. I comfortably sat down on my bed taking the pillow on my lap and looked outside the window while cherishing the beautiful morning. The sun was shining bright but the weather was not hot, it was just perfect. The cold breeze was touching my skin giving me a beautiful feeling. Suddenly, it struck in my mind that I will be getting late for college. So, I turned quickly towards my bathroom to get ready for college. After taking my shower, I wore blue denim jeans and a white shirt. I combed my hair, dab a little makeup, took my books, and ran down. My father and my uncle were sitting in the drawingroom on a sofa busy in talking with each other. I greeted them," Assalamualaikum". They greeted me back,"Walekum Assalam." "Aasma, you are going to your college so early today?" My dad asked me. "Yes... actually we're preparing for the Independence Day celebration and so we are called early to get started with the rehearsals. And because I am the cultural head, I can't be late, papa. " "Okay... But I thought to have a cup of tea. You know how much I like your tea. But it's okay, you must be in a hurry" my uncle said, making a sad face. I giggled. " Making a cup of tea will only take five minutes and it won't make me late at all." 1 | His Possessive Love

They smiled at me and I went to the kitchen to make the tea. I served them tea along with breakfast. "Aasma, dear. You'll surely get late for your college. Don't worry and go to your college. You'll be having lots of work there, so you must leave". My dad suggested. I nodded them with a smile. "Okay, then I take your leave and call me if necessary." I rushed to the bus stop to get a bus to my college. Waiting for the bus, took some more time and unfortunately, I was late for college.

I entered the college and saw Pallavi, a junior but at the same time, a friend of mine came running towards me. "I was waiting for you, why are you so late?", Pallavi asked. "Why? What happened? Is there any problem?" "No, not much. We're waiting for the selection. Students are waiting for you and you know it is your responsibility to select them." "Ok, ok...don't panic, it won't take much time."

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I entered the auditorium where the selection process was taking place. Few junior girls came running to me requesting them to allow them for a solo performance. "Look, if you deserve then you will be given the solo performance but for that, we need to see your talent." "Leave them, and check out the chorus team, they are already ready for the song rehearsals". Pallavi whispered into my ears. I looked towards the chorus team who was already waiting for my signal to start whereas the dancers were staring at me for their turn. I asked the chorus team to start their performance and rested myself comfortably on a seat. Three hours passed and my body started aching sitting on the chair and my mind was not working at all. I was bored and exhausted by guiding and correcting each team. Nisha, my bestie entered looking for me. "Hey, Miss Cultural head. How much time will it take more to finish this? I want to talk to you. It's important and personal." "What? Tell me." "No, not here " "Okay... Let's go, even I’m very tired" I turned towards Pallavi and asked to look after everything and moved towards the exit with Nisha. We entered an empty classroom, switched on the lights but didn't switch the fan on as it was raining outside and the weather turned into a cold one. We rested ourselves on the last bench

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_______________________ AASMA's POV. "Yes, Nisha now tells me. What so important!" "I'm totally fed up with Santosh. I always fail to understand him," She ranted. "Why? Did you people fight again?" "I don't know how to make him understand that I really love him a lot" "Dear, you need not to make him understand, all you have to just tell him what you feel for him." "He is your good friend and always listens to you. So please explain to him, I can't." "Why should I? You should tell him". "No, no, I can't tell him my feelings. I'm sure, he'll make fun of it." "Look, I know him and assure you that he'll never do that. And it's about your feelings and it's better that you tell him." "Come on, I’m a girl. Why should I? Why won't he do that?" "Okay... " I exhaled heavily. "I agree that you must have dreamed for that day" Nisha blushed and was about to say something but at that very moment, two boys entered the classroom. One was in his white shirt and dark denim jeans. He was very handsome with dark brown eyes and black hair roughly messed. Sleeves folded and the first two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned. He looked at us for a moment then turned his head and sat on the first bench.

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The other who was with him was in his striped shirt and sweatpants. "Which class are they from? They seem to be new", Nisha asked me softly. "I don't know, maybe seniors. That's why we don't know them." "Then how come they are here on our floor." Suddenly the handsome boy stood up and switched on the fan. While turning back, he looked at us again and I gave him a questionable look. Crossing my hands on my chest, I sigh heavily. He raised his eyebrow and gave me a smirk. I rubbed my arms to make him understand that we aren't comfortable with the fan. He simply turned back to the switchboard and turned the regulator of the fan to the highest point. And this time, he gave us a wicked smile. "Unbelievable", I told Nisha and stood up. Nisha held my hand to stop me but I jerked her hand and went straight to the switchboard and switched off the fan.

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I was just about to take my seat when I saw the fan was again switched on at the highest point. I went back but this time, he didn't move an inch from his place. "Back off". I ranted with an irritating look. He didn't move, instead leaned his body back a little with a smirk on his face. All I was feeling at that moment to punch him hard. I switched it off again stretching my arms. The moment I turned my back, he switched it on again. I turned and raised my voice high. "Hello Mr.! Who the hell you are and why the hell you are disturbing us... huh?" Hearing my voice, Nisha and the other boy stood beside us. He came forward and looked straight into my eyes and said. "Respect dear, Respect. And lower your voice. We are your Seniors." "Oh...I’m so scared." I gave him a puppy look. "Seniors ... my foot. To hell with your seniority. Then you should be knowing that this is our block and not yours. Why don't you find an empty classroom in your block and finish the rest of your discussion? And now get lost and do complain to whomever you want to." "Do you know who I am?" He questioned me, narrowing his eyes. "No, I don't bother to know you even. SO, GET LOST." I put my index finger on the switch to turn off the fan and at that very moment, he puts his finger on mine to stop me. We both looked at each other with our index fingers crossed on the switch. There was something in his eyes as if, it wanted to say something. But I couldn't understand. " Aasma, Aasma, ... ". I heard Pallavi shouting my name. "Pallavi...oh shit. The auditions." 6 | Alisha Begum

I jerked his hand and pushed him. I got hold of Nisha's wrist and dragged her out of the class giving him a stern look

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CHAPTER: 3

__________________________________ FAHAD's POV.

"Oh, Shit! It's 10 am. Again, I'm late for college" As if it bothers me.... ha, I said to my inner self. I moved out of bed towards the bathroom to finish off with my morning call. I wore my white shirt and blue jeans, grabbed my car's keys, and walked down. " Assalamualaikum, son, So you woke up but very late as usual.....huh", my mother smiled at me. I narrowed my eyes and gave her the sweetest smile and greeted her "Walekum Assalam" "Sit and have your breakfast and in the meantime let me call your father." "Why? Where is he? I said while taking a cheese chicken sandwich from the plate." 8 | Alisha Begum

"He is getting ready for his office. But... you sit and eat, you know very well that I don't like that.” My mother shouted. "Come on Mumma...I have no time for all this, I'm really getting late for college. I'm the Student President as well as the Head boy of the college. And without me, nothing can be done,” I said proudly, giving her a smile. “So, bye and yes I might come a bit late today, so don't worry." I continued. I rushed to my jeep and drove towards my college with my favorite music at the highest point. I was just about to enter college when someone pulled my arm and dragged me to the side. It was no other than Sajid, my best friend. "What the hell.... ha? What is this?” I shouted. "Sshh...if you really don't want to go to hell, then keep quiet, as the love of your life waiting just outside the gate to be in your arms." "What? Who?" I questioned. Sajid raised his one eyebrow at me with an idiotic smile on his face. It was more than enough for me to understand the name. " Azra" He nodded. "Urrghh, Why the hell this girl is after me? I told her so many times that nothing can happen between us. But this girl...crazy." "Who asked you to be friendly with her?" He scoffed. "Oh come on, it's not me who becomes friendly. The girls dear, the girls. They throw themselves on me and you know, I'm a very sweet person so I don't deny anyone. But this girl is a limit, why the hell is she giving me stress?" I said.

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"Shut up! You can never be busy with anyone when I’m there in front of you. Do you get that?” He pulled her hair back and warned her, "You are mine and only mine. And I will not allow you to be busy with anyone except me." What happens when LOVE becomes so intense that it turns into POSSESSIVENESS? Read the story of Fahad and Aasma and take a roller coaster ride of love and romance. ____________________________ "Alisha has upgraded as an Author but remain the same loving & compassionate as she was always. Her book titled: His Possessive Love is an innovative title. My best wishes to her for many more success in Life.” Rajesh Aggarwal A Business Thinker & Motivational Speaker ___________________________

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