The sun had barely risen, casting a soft glow over Saj's cozy yet chaotic kitchen. The air was filled with the comforting aroma of freshly brewed tea, and the clinking of cups against saucers could be heard as Saj, Mano, Saman, and Mehak gathered around the kitchen table.
"Morning, ladies," Saj said, taking a sip of her tea. "Saad should be down any minute now. I told him to meet us here for breakfast."
Mano, the ringleader of the group, pulled out a tray of breakfast pastries from the oven and placed it in the center of the table. "Breakfast is served, Saad," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Just as she finished speaking, Saad entered the kitchen, looking groggy and disheveled. The women exchanged knowing glances and smirks as he took his seat at the table.
Saj's son was the youngest of the group, and the only man among them. But he was no match for the strong, controlling, and direct women who had taken him under their wing.
The women removed their shoes and socks, revealing their perfectly pedicured feet. Saad's eyes widened in horror as he realized what they had planned.
Saj took the lead, placing a pastry on the sole of her foot. "Open wide, Saad," she commanded.
Saad hesitated, but the women were insistent. They took turns placing pastries on their feet and forcing him to eat.
"You'd think he's never seen a foot before," Saman said, rolling her eyes.
Mano slapped Saad across the face when he refused to eat. "This is non-negotiable, Saad. You will eat from our feet," she said, her voice stern.
The women continued to force-feed Saad, their laughter and insults filling the kitchen.
"You're lucky we even let you eat with us," Mehak said, tossing her hair over her shoulder.
Saad began to choke on a pastry, causing the women to pause. They exchanged worried glances before continuing their cruel game.
The women finished their breakfast, leaving Saad with a tray of crumbs and a bruised ego.
Saj stood up, placing her hands on her hips. "Lunch will be served in the same manner," she said, her voice firm.
The women exited the kitchen, leaving Saad to clean up the mess. He looked at the tray of crumbs with disgust, vowing to never let his mother and cousins humiliate him again.
As the women left the kitchen, they exchanged playful insults and laughter, solidifying their bond as they continued their cruel game.
The chapter ends with Saad sitting alone in the kitchen, plotting his revenge against the women who had wronged him. But he knew that no matter what he did, he could never truly defeat the strong, controlling, and direct women who had captured his heart.
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