She was folding her prayer mat as someone knocked on the room. She was in Aima's room as she didn't want to do any mistake because she was taking care of her. He didn't assign any new nurse at which she was glad that he trusted her. She didn't have any encounter with him since two weeks as he was very busy in his business. Nor she wanted to collide with him as she knew he was a bipolar and anything could happen if he was around her. She placed the mat on the bed as the maid entered the room with some bags in her hands. She looked at her in confusion as the maid blurted out."The guard told me to give you this and ask you to get ready by seven." With that the maid walked outside. She looked inside the bags as a gasp escaped her mouth. There was fancy designer long maroon skirt which looked very expensive to her . There were also shoes and jewelry in other bags. She didn't know where she was going but if that was an order from the monster then she had to admit it. She looked at the clo
Fatima started looking through the glass window as the sight of rain drops on the window pane was giving her wonderful sight. She didn't try to pay attention towards others as they were talking about business stuff about which she didn't have any knowledge. She glanced at their hands still intertwined as he didn't want her to go anywhere. She felt protective around him as she didn't seek to liberate her hand from his. "So what do you do Fatima? Are you studying?" Mrs Williams asked her as she got time betwixt their boring discussion."Yes , I am a student. What about you?" Fatima replied her as men were busy in talking. "I am Williams partner in business and a house wife too." She replied with a genuine smile as she looked like Chinese with small eyes and yellow skin but still was elegant. "You work with Mr Williams." Fatima asked in surprised as she didn't know about it."Yes, we were partners before marrying." " You guys did love marriage." Fatima admired their bond as they bot
The sun was now shining in it's full glory. It's sun rays caused his eyes to open with a few blinks. He opened his eyes sensing a sweet smell of someone. He tilted his head to find Fatima sleeping peacefully on his bare chest. Seeing her ,all events happened last night ,emerged in his head bringing a slight smile on his lips. He sighed remembering how much difficult was it for him to make her sleep. Sometimes she wanted to eat cake, sometimes she wanted to go in the garden and after every few minutes she was asking about his pain down there. He chuckled at her innocence and eagerly waiting to see her reaction when she would know about it being in her normal state. He could bet she would turn beetroot after that. He turned a little so that her head was resting on his shoulder and he had a beautiful sight of her angelic face. Her lips were swell as he ate that soft petals so roughly last night. But he wasn't ashamed of it, why should he? He was Abaan Junaid who never gets ashamed of h
He get out of his car with his sunglasses as he ordered one of the gurads to park the car. Everyone lowered their head at him in respect and in terror too as he was the most ruthless mafia king. He entered the house with a dominating aura around him. Two guards followed him with guns in their hand as he signalled them with his fingers to come with him. He went downstairs in the basement and ordered them to unlock the door.He entered the dungeon which he only used for the traitors to punish them. He removed his glasses followed by the sight of that nurse with blood oozing out from her mouth and from many other parts of the body. She was barely in her senses as it could be seen that his men had done a pretty good job but still she didn't opened up her mouth."I heard you aren't in any mood to blurt out something." Abaan said as he placed his grey coat on the chair and roamed around her as she was binded with ropes. "W-water" the nurse mumbled with dried lips with blood on them. "So
She came out of the restroom to find no one in the room. She sighed in relief after realizing he was gone. She wasn't ready to face him with her crimson colour cheeks. Her heart was still beating wildly at his actions , early in the morning. She walked towards Aima's room to take a glance at her. A maid was passing by ,so she asked her about the monster at which she told he had gone already to office. She nodded her head at her and walked inside Aima's room. After checking on Aima she continued to accomplish her daily chores.She was busy in aligning the cushions on the couch but the sound of someone's coming made her to turn around. "Hello sweetie." She turned to find that same woman from her wedding . She was wearing a green blouse with white mini skirt showing her artificial breasts and curves perfectly. She forgot her name as she looked at her with a confused look on her face."Assalamualaikum" she asked with a quirked eyebrow as she didn't like her a bit. Fatima signalled her to
They were walking in the hallway as the manager of the hotel was guiding them the way to their room. The monster's dominating aura caused everyone to look at him again and again. Some barely clothes girls were eying Fatima in pure disguise and hatred as they wanted to be in her position at that time. Some had admiration in their eyes as they both looking ethereal together. One was delicate flower with a sweet nectar and the other was a thorn of that flower which unknowingly claimed the responsibility of protection of that flower. Fatima was walking with a lower head as she was looking very timid and fragile beside him who was walking with dignity and a dangerous aura was surrounding him. Abaan was busy in his phone as he had to attend the meeting this afternoon but after realizing that Fatima was very uncomfortable under everyone's gaze, he grabbed her hand in his to soothe her to some extent at which he succeeded. He was used to this type of attractions but Fatima wasn't. Fatima g
She was about to enter the restroom to change into some comfy clothes but a squeal escaped her mouth when Abaan pulled her by grabbing her elbow and as a consequence she collided with his chest. She glared at his sudden act, while he was smirking at her, not getting effected by her glaring at all. " Care to tell why were you mingling with that cretin." He said as he pulled her loose stand of hair a little causing her to hiss. "What are you talking about?" She didn't get to whom he was devoting profanities as she looked at him with a frown on her face, ignoring his act of pulling her hair. "That bloody idiot , Daniel obviously." Abaan almost rolled her eyes at her, earning a gasp from her. " What happened?" He asked at her gasp. "Don't use cuss words for anyone. It's forbidden." She said in whispered as if someone was also present there in the suit. "What? I am just stating the truth . He is indeed a blood.." He was saying but she shoot her palm on his mouth to stop him causing h
The lights of the city were illuminating her angelic face as she was standing in the balcony, waiting for him. A lone tear escaped from her eyes as she thought of him leaving her alone after hurting her like he always did. Her heart was beating as it was already broken. She was missing her parents at that time the most.She was drowned in her thoughts as she couldn't sense his presence behind her. He smiled seeing her back as a shower of relief moderate his palpitations. After realizing his love for her his heart was beating wildly as he was yearning to talk to her. He took steps to reduce the distance between them. He couldn't endeavor that distance any more. A gasp escaped her mouth when he placed his both hands on the railings to cage her between his arms. She smiled as the tears started streaming down her cheeks. He didn't left her alone there. She smiled with tears as he pressed his chest a little with her back , little gesture to confront her. He knew she would be crying but t