Days blurred into a haze of insatiable desire after Haider's bold announcement, the haveli adapting to their unconventional union amid lingering whispers and reluctant preparations for the nikkah. Sana's pregnancy, now an open secret, amplified her cravings—not just for food, but for Haider's touch. Her body hummed with hormones, making her pussy constantly wet, her breasts tender and swollen, aching for attention. Haider reveled in it, claiming her relentlessly, his dominance now a daily ritual that blurred the lines between tenderness and raw need. He called her 'jaan' in every heated moment, his voice a low growl that sent shivers down her spine.