Amaal looked on excited as Haider adjusted the plush black leather sofa-bed. He looked at her and smirked. She jumped on him, clinging with her arms and legs around him. He laughed as he stumbled on the sofa.

She moved back, hurriedly pulling on his Tee. He helped her to pull it off him. She leaned, planting kisses all over him. As Haider kissed her, he raised his hips and removed his pants. Amaal straddled him comfortably whilst hungrily smooching him.

He then moved his hands over her back, inching closer to the hooks of her bra. He freed her from the piece of lingerie and threw it on the floor. Amaal hunched leaning into him, deepening the kiss as he cupped her breasts.

They stopped kissing, and Haider dipped his head into the valley of her busts. Amaal straightened grabbing his head, pulling him closer. He ran his thumb over her nipples that began to feel rigid with his touch. The tension began to build up inside him and hunger to have her consumed him. He could feel Amaal shudder in his embrace, soft moans escaped her mouth.

Haider dropped her on the surface, pinning both her hands above her head. Amaal giggled looking boldly into his eyes. He kept smiling, more to himself. Then, he moved down, kissing her all over. She squirmed under him, rubbing her feet against the leather cushion. After he let go of her hands, she grabbed the handle of the sofa, throwing her head back.

Haider tugged her underwear with his teeth. She kicked herself free from the garment. Both were flushed and breathing heavily. He admired her. Amaal cheeks reddened and her face glistened.

Haider touched her face, gliding his hand through her neck, breasts, belly. With the other, he cupped one of her breasts and gently squeezed it. She bit the corner of her lip, letting out a sigh.

Haider hastily discarded his boxers and then parted her thighs with one hand, whilst pleasuring her breast with other hands. Amaal breathed through her parted lips, her chest heaved, and she clenched the leather material tightly with her fists. Haider felt her thighs tightened around his waist. He touched her desire with his hand and was pleased. Amaal arched her back as he slowly pushed a finger inside her.

'Uff!' She twisted a little letting him work his finger deeper. Haider leaned grabbing her neck gently and passionately kissed her. He felt his heart pace increase as he skillfully moved his finger inside of her. She held his shoulders, moving her arms over his back, and grabbed his shoulder blades. Haider carefully inserted another finger, but she winced and reflexively moved his hand away. He doesn't feel offended rather was considerate and obeyed her.

Amaal held his hand and placed it back on her feminity. He rubbed her with her palms, she shuddered moaning into the kiss. He left her lips and planted a kiss over her throat, pressing his body against her delicate frame. The feel of her soft skin and subtle breasts against his body, excited him, feeding on the lust building up inside him. He felt uncomfortable down, but he remained patient.

Amaal wrapped her legs around his waist pulling him down. She gasped; her eyes sprung open as their intimates touched. She blushed, closing her eyes, and let out a cold breath. Haider stared fondly at her for some time before shifting. Carefully, he dipped his hips. She held the handle of the sofa, pushing her head against it. Then, she closed her eyes tightly. Haider shifted before tenderly and cautiously thrusting his hips.

'Oh!' Amaal pulled the leather letting out a heavy breath. Haider smiled as they were finally successful. After a moment, he pushed his hips a little more. Amaal bit her lower lip desperately clawing the handle. Haider held her waist firmly, kissing her throat and then burying his head into her breasts.

After he had successfully pushed completely inside of her; he grunted. The warmth almost made him climax. But thankfully, that didn't happen.

'Is—th—there bl—blood?' Amaal was huffing.

'What?'- Haider was alarmed, he looked down and then at her, - 'No, just relax. Okay?'

'What?' Amaal's eyes sprung open, - 'But it was supposed to—'

'Please don't talk.' Haider pleaded and leaned in to kiss her. Before she could further spoil the mood, he kissed her.

As they kissed, he gradually rocked his hips. She kept muttering and moaning into the kiss. Haider mentally voluntarily shut his ear, closed his eyes, and kept her body firmly pinned to the leather cushion with his body.

'I am disappointed.'

'What?' Haider nearly had a heart attack. No one had ever commented so after having sex with him.

Amaal clicked her tongue, leaning against the sofa, - 'Why was there no blood?' She stared at the cushion where some time ago they made love.

Haider exhaled deeply, parting relieved, - 'Good, else my expensive sofa would have been wasted.' He commented. To which Amaal glared at him.

The two sat on the floor, fully dressed, and leaning against the sofa. Haider had cleaned the leather material and gotten his black tea remade.

Haider was silently miffed. Amaal was so eager to have sex and now when they did, she was complaining.

'I am not even like those romance novels. I am not that sore, and I can walk properly.'

Haider was puzzled. He held her hand, - 'Instead of romance novels, you should read sex education books.' He gently hit her head. Amaal sighed and shifted closer. He let her rest her head on his shoulder.

'Anyway, I am glad that we finally consummated.' – She looped her arms with his hand and looked at him, - 'You were awesome.' She winked at him and Haider felt his chest puff up with pride. 

With the second round of tea, Haider worked till early in the morning. After he was finished, he stretched, yawning, and checked the wall-clock. He can catch one hour of zs before the hectic day's work would begin.

He walked into the room and found Amaal fast asleep. She lay sprawled all over the bed. This brought a smile to his face. Watching her, spending time with her brings contentment to him. It relaxes him. Cautiously, he sat next to her and admired her glowing face. With his finger, he pushed aside strands of her hair from the face. Then, he caressed the length of her arm with the tip of his fingers and held her palm. He brought the hand to his mouth and pecked the back of her palm.

Amaal shifted in her sleep and gently opened her eyes.

'Good morning, sweetheart.' He smiled. The reminiscent of last night made him feel tingly.

Amaal took a deep breath and lazily murmured, - 'Good morning, handsome.' She winked at him.

Unable to control himself, he leaned and kissed her lips. Amaal smiled into the kiss.

'I haven't brushed, yet.' She teased him. Haider chuckled,

'I don't mind.' He kissed her again, this time deeply. Amaal's giggles muffled with the kiss. Haider shifted his arm, resting his hands on either side of her, and leaned against her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, caressing the back of his head. As they kissed, Haider's phone rang, and unwillingly the two parted.

'Can we throw your phone into a bottomless pit, please?' Amaal scoffed at him.

Haider smiled checking his phone. She shook her head, twisting her lips, and got up from the bed. Muttering to herself, she dragged her feet towards the bathroom. She freshened up and appeared back into the room. Haider leaped from his bed and hurried to her. Amaal was taken aback as he grabbed her hands,

- 'I have an excellent surprise for you. I bet you will love it.' He expressed his joy. She smiled, placing a palm over his chest.

'I will love anything from you.' She confessed the pecked his cheek. Haider felt relieved and motivated.

The two got dressed for the day, Haider informed Banerjee he will be a little late for work and asked him to manage things till then. He was glad there wasn't any meeting scheduled.

Amaal got busy with the cook for preparing breakfast, whilst Haider impatiently waited. He kept checking his watch, pacing at the entrance.

'Haider, breakfast is ready.' Amaal's voice floated from inside, but he dismissed her. Just then, a sleek black BMW stopped at the gate. A few moments later, his phone rang, and he quickly picked up the call from the security guard.

'Let them in.' Haider hastily replied. He adjusted his coat and hurriedly climbed down the stairs of the Villa and stood at the end. His breathing was unsteady as he watched the car approach him.

Two men, one in a business suit and the other in a lawyer's suit stepped down the car. Haider let out a breath and walked casually towards them.

'Good morning, gentlemen.' He extended his hand and shook hands with them. The men exchanged formal smiles and firm nods. After the greeting, all three marched inside the Villa.

Amaal was surprised at the two men. Haider walked up to her and held her shoulder, - 'Mr. Sinha, Mr. Shroff. This is Mrs. Amaal Jaffery, my wife.' – She nodded cluelessly at the men, who greeted her formally, - 'And Amaal he is Mr. Himesh Sinha my financial advisor and he is Mr. Lopesh Shroff, my lawyer.' He revealed.

Amaal looked sharply at him, looking puzzled as ever. Haider simply smiled at her and requested she joined them for the meeting. She didn't understand why she was needed in his business conference but doesn't protest.

All of them seated in the living room, with files and a briefcase over the glass table. Amaal was awkward in all this. As the meeting began, AK served them tea.

'Mr. Zaidi. This is a huge decision. Are you sure of it?' Himesh warned him.

Haider nodded, - 'Most certainly, just tell me how fast?' He shifted in his seat.

Lopesh smiled, - 'It might take a month with formalities but a year for the office to establish.'

Haider nodded thoughtfully. Amaal sat beside him, tugged on his sleeve and he leaned closer,

'Where are we shifting?'- She whispered. Haider smirked at her and tilted his head to look at her,

'Wait for it.' He winked at her and quickly turned his attention back to the two gentlemen with him.

As the meeting proceeded, Amaal was super shocked to know that Haider was shifting his main office to Mussoorie and, selling off his Villa and the other Villa that he had recently brought. The money will be used to establish his new office while a generous amount will be donated to Noori and Amaal's NGO.

Amaal gasped covering her open mouth with both her hands and clenched her legs together. Haider knew she was restraining herself from jumping with joy.

After the meeting was over, it was decided that the transfer will happen. Haider was pleased with the development. Soon, the men left and Amaal squealed with happiness. She hugged him tightly and kissed him hard on the cheek. Haider's jaw hurt but he wasn't complaining.

'What was the need for this, Haider?' Amaal tilted her head and blinked at him. He held her arms and stared lovingly at her.

'You are just doing all this homely stuff here; I can't see you waste your time here. I know you enjoy the company of kids. Goofing around with them.' He winked towards the end. Amaal looked at him in awe.

'You care so much for me. You are taking such a big risk for me.'

Haider cupped her cheek and gently kissed her forehead, - 'Because I love you.'

Amaal held his hands, - 'No one can love as passionately as Haider Minhas.' She confessed, biting her smile, and hugged him.

Haider felt proud of her comment. Slowly, he grabbed her waist, pulling her closer. His eyes closed as he inhaled her scent. The feel of comfort and much-awaited happiness was finally in his life. With Amaal, he got what he was searching for her. His loneliness was finally over. Now, it was just him and his happily ever after with Amaal, someone he had not imagined to be with even in his wildest dreams.

'Um, I hate to break this moment, but what about AK?' Amaal quizzed.

Haider laughed, - 'He is coming with us if he wants to else I will keep him and Gopi sorted.'

So, guys, this was the last chapter *finally, after much delay* Anyho, I have planned an epilogue but haven't gotten time to write it. For now, the book will be marked complete.

I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Thanks for all the love, support, and patience you, my lovelies, gave to the book. *lots of love* *hugs and kisses*