"Let's go home?" It was night as she was working in her office room when Azhan came with his black coat resting on his arm. Anna looked up at him who was leaning against the door frame looking at her with intense emotions. Anna could sense he had these emotions after he confessed his feelings for her. It was like he had stopped lying to himself and now was just waiting for her. "I have work." Anna after sparing him a glance started typing on the laptop. Azhan stood their dumbfounded for a second as he should be the one showing attitude because he was upset with him but no this girl always did that included irking his nerves. "And I am your boss who is ordering you to go home." Azhan said coming inside the room few steps with his hands inside his pockets.
A throbbing pain in her head was the first thing she sensed after opening her eyes to find darkness. She comprehend for a second what was happening as she realized she was blindfolded with a piece of clothe. Her hands were free as she could feel there was no one around her. She slightly raised her hand to remove the blindfold as her trembling hands caught the black piece of clothe to toss them away. She was lying on the comfy bed with white sheets and feathery pillows beneath her head. The room was a contrast of white and golden in addition to the royal golden and glass furniture. It was looking like a hotel suite. She get down from the bed removing the sheets from her form as her batr foot landed on the polished white tiles floor. Everything there was showing how expensive the room was. She got up on her legs only to look at her in the mirror opposite to the left edge of the bed. She was still in her bla
Curtains were swaying with the gushes of the cozzy wind coming across the room to hit with Anna's naked chest. The smell of olive was also in that wind screaming richness of love and literature. This city was indeed the the city of love. She squirmed making Azhan lying on her stomach to stir in his place. She groaned as she opened her eyes to find Azhan's head against the skin of her stomach. She glided down fingers inside his messed up thick locks that were in that condition because of her. She liked his thick hairs but not more than his grey eyes. His eyes were the most intimidating one she had ever seen. She tried to remove his grip around her waist but to no gain as his hold tightened. It was the first time she was in his arms while waking up in such heavenly morning.
The sun was shining on its peak making the sunflowers to worship it. It's sun rays were also passing through the corridor having glass wall. It was the top most floor of the Wali Enterprises where we could see Anna exiting the lift. She was wearing white frock reaching her mid thighs as her milky white foot were fitted into the black high heels that Haroon sent him from Germany. Haroon never forgot to explain hee Zoha's condition. She wasn't doing better as there wasn't any improvement in her condition that made all of them anxious especially Haroon. That's why he handed over his business to Azhan because he couldn't give it much time with his entangled brain and hear
His life was dark and silent. Silent like the silence in a cave. He was like a ruthless monster who just know how to make people's lives hell.But he can't destroy her can he? He never saw sparkling dawn in his life.Will he be able to realize the importance of light in life. He was a monster for a reason who spend most of his life in a cave. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••• She was a glimpse of a sparkling dawn.Her life was a sweet petal of flower delicate and beautiful but with no thorns. She never saw darkness in her life or will she? After all someone can never understand the importance of a sparkling dawn until he experiences the darkness of life. FATIMA'S POV: Thank God.I reached the bus on time otherwise it would be missed. I sat on my usual seat on the bus. I tilt my head on the window. There were tiny droplets of water because of the rain. It's an evening of November so it's a little chill. The sky was unusual pink and crimson like it is blushing or boiling
"Who's this"? I asked in a shivering voice."Fatima you go inside you will not come outside until I asked you". My father said to me, while my mother was pushing me towards my room.My father went to open the door. Some men came instantly into the house one man grabbed my father's collar and roared."You fucking bastard" He punched his face " you hit my sister with your fucking car. How dare you." My heart sank.I could see his back and well-built muscular arms fitted in a white button shirt and grey dress pants. I was peeking from the little open door of my room. My mother was screaming to let him go.He punched my father in the face and put the barrel of the gun on his forehead he was about to press the trigger and my heart drops."Stop" I screamed and run to my father standing between them as I pushed that giant hulk. He stumbled." Don't do anything, please. I beg you" tears were running down my cheeks.His grey blade and bloodshot eyes were boring into my dark hazel eyes. His up
He was taking predatory steps toward me. I tried to escape, getting up from the bed but he grabbed my wrist and yanked me on the bed, before he hovered over me. I grabbed his shoulders to push this giant hulk away from me."No please forgive me. I beg you please let me go" he ignored my pleas and grabbed my both wrist in one hand rested them above my head and another hand was going inside my white top.He was drunk. I can smell alcohol from his mouth as it was almost near my mouth.I was wiggling in his grip.When his hand reached my waist.I shrieked."STOP" He looked into my eyes and stilled. I don't know what happened to him. His hand stopped further going upward His grey blade eyes had turned from rage to softness, staring into mine like he was mesmerized by them. He was lost somewhere when I pushed him. Getting the opportunity, I got up from the bed. But he grabbed my wrist and pull me towards himself. I collided with his chest but regained my balance and stood making some d
It was my third day here and it was a relief that I didn't have to face him after that last encounter.I was busy with Amna helping her in the kitchen making dinner .I was missing my family . I never lived without them . I didn't know how they were doing without me. We finished making curry rice for dinner and started preparing cupcakes on Amna's wish."Fatima . Fatima" I heard a familiar voice screaming my name .It's my father's."I ran outside , to find him trying to get into the house but the guards weren't allowing him . I tried to reach him but the other guard caught me and didn't let me go out. I started wiggling in his arms ."Baba!!" I screamed so he can hear me." Fatima are you fine . Did they hurt you. I will save you from these monsters ,be brave ok." He screamed back from across the black metal rod gate. He became too weak in just three days,pale skin with dark black circles around his eyes."Really and how you will do this" I was about to answer back but stopped a