Burning in Love🔥Samsam's wild رومینس ❤️‍🔥🥵 | episode 152 part 2 |by Mehwish Ali novels

Описание: He had gone mad with rage. With his temples throbbing as if his arteries would burst, he drove recklessly and entered the house in the middle of the night. After ringing the doorbell two or three times, he finally heard hurried footsteps approaching from inside. The next moment, as the door opened, he found Bazil Shah standing before him with furious expressions.

Seeing Sahil Shah suddenly standing in front of her at that late hour, Bazil was stunned. Before he could step inside, she immediately tried to shut the door, but Sahil abruptly thrust his foot in between.

At his action, Bazil’s heart leapt to her throat. Looking at the rage in his eyes, his clenched jaw, and the veins bulging on his temples, she could tell he already knew everything.

“Where is she?” Ignoring her changing expressions, he stepped inside and asked coldly.

“Who? Who are you talking about? Are you sleepwalking?” Bazil snapped back, annoyed at his sharp tone, quickly regaining her senses as she saw trouble approaching her sister at the doorstep.

“I’m not sleepwalking, but it seems your sister has developed a habit of sleepwalking,” Sahil taunted in a piercing tone. Bazil’s face turned pale.

“It… it’s not Ruha’s fault. Dad called her here,” she stammered, quickly fabricating a foolish excuse. Seeing her flustered expressions, Sahil Shah smiled mockingly.

“Wow, your dad is quite unique. I’ve never seen a father call his married daughter this far from the city at eleven or twelve at night, dressed in her bridal outfit,” he said with a cutting smile, raising his eyebrow as he watched the color drain from Bazil’s face.

Hearing this, Bazil faltered. She had perhaps forgotten that the man standing before her was no ordinary person—he was Advocate Sahil Shah, a lawyer who could dig up centuries-old buried cases and force the truth out of them.

“Th-the dress…” Bazil suddenly slapped her forehead. “I told Ruha to wear that dress when coming here because she looks really good in it.” She knew he had figured everything out, yet she made one last small attempt to protect her sister. Sahil tried to suppress a smile at her nervous fumbling excuses.
“Wow, your taste is quite unique. So you called her here so late at night just because she looks good in a red bridal dress?” he asked with amused curiosity, eyes fixed on her flustered face.
“Then you should get your brain treated, because such actions are not those of a sane person,” he said with his usual seriousness, laced with sarcasm. Bazil’s face flushed red with humiliation.
“Are… are you calling me crazy?” she growled in a low voice, trying to hide her embarrassment.
“No. I just had the misconception that you were more sensible than your elder sister,” he replied flatly and stepped forward, but she quickly blocked his way again.
“You cannot go inside. Hasn’t your law practice taught you that barging into someone’s house at this hour is illegal?”
“I’m not entering someone else’s house. I’ve come to my uncle’s house to take my wife,” Sahil corrected her, barely restraining his anger. At that moment, he only wanted to deal with his wife, but Bazil’s interference was testing his patience.
“Fine. Go call her out,” he said stubbornly.
“She’s sleeping. Come tomorrow morning and talk. Now leave,” she replied, wrinkling her nose.
Sahil clenched his fists and tried to move from the other side, but she blocked him again. “Didn’t you hear what I said?” she growled softly.
“Look, my dear, I don’t want to argue with you right now. So go to sleep like a good girl,” he said in frustration, patting her cheek lightly as if pacifying a child, forgetting that she was no meek opponent.
“And listen, my not-so-favorite brother-in-law, she’s sleeping right now. Let her rest. Before I lose my temper, you should leave like a good boy,” Bazil shot back in the same tone, making Sahil unwillingly smirk. Truly, both sisters were formidable.
“I know she’s sleeping. After ruining others’ sleep, she sleeps peacefully,” Sahil muttered, his restraint wearing thin.
“Look, Sahil Shah, she’s not at fault. Your cheap friend deceived her,” Bazil said quickly, noticing his changing expressions.
“Don’t give me explanations. I’ll ask her myself,” he replied coldly.
“And who’s going to let you go inside?” Bazil folded her arms across her chest and raised her eyebrow mockingly.
“And you think anyone can stop me from going to my wife?” he mirrored her expression. Before she could react, Sahil grabbed her by the shoulder and pushed her aside, striding swiftly toward the desired room.
By the time Bazil recovered from the shock, he had already opened the door and entered. Flustered, she ran toward her parents’ room.
Entering the room, Sahil looked at the figure lying on the bed. Taking out a cigarette, he placed it between his lips and lit it, stepping forward heavily. When he reached her head, he bent down and blew the smoke directly onto her face.

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