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Attraction 13. Terrorizing dreams
Tick TockTickTockHer ears were just able to detect this sound and her eyes kept on staring at the ceiling without a blink. The room was silent and she could hear his soft breaths as he was in a deep slumber but whenever she closed her eyes, trying to sleep, she would wake up.It wasn't due to the anxiety or anticipation of her future but she missed someone, dearly. On and on, she could see her mother's beautiful face imprinted, behind her closed lids. Since the day, she had gone and caught by those terrorists, Roshanay couldn't sleep. Her every night was sleepless just like this one.She knew her mother was most probably dead. Her unsurety about the situation was the only ray of hope for her. She could never assuredly claim that her mother was dead, there would always be a 'probably' there. If she could say, her mother was most probably dead then she could also say, her mother was most probably alive. That probably was a hope for her.A hope she was relying on and going to rely fo
Attraction 'You'd be punished'
"Slept well?" he asked, sitting beside her.She just gave a nod to him."Good. Any intent to get up yet or not?"And again her answer was a nod. She left the bed and was standing up when her hand was snaked against her waist and she was pulled to his lap.Her first instinct came in and she began to wriggle against his hold. Doesn't matter, how many night she had spent with numerous men she had always demonstrated her resistance and now it became a part of her instinct. Never in her life, she thought, could ever be able to get used to a man's touch. Never.Be that man, her husband."What are you doing?" he asked, pulling her more towards him.And here he despised this thing the most, her struggling and trying to go away whenever he touches her."Please," she pleaded, her fingers trying to pry off his grip of from her waist."Please what?" he clenched his jaw."You said, you've given me... time," she negotiated in her tremulous voice."It excludes coming near you. Don't twist my words,"
Attraction 14. Rules
Chewing on her fingers, she was sitting anxiously on the off white couch. Anxiety rolled off her face. She could hear the water running in the bathroom that meant he was taking a shower. And she didn't want that shower to be over ever. She, now, wasn't having the courage to face him.Afraid and scared. And you've earned a punishment, my wife.His dominating voice again ran within her ears.What would he do?She kept on thinking that, making more and more chills to walk on her spine.Her eyes moved left then right, moving to and fro among the four walls. Her throat had caged her breath and her whole body was cold.The fear of punishment was making her heart beat to rise rapidly.Would he beat her?Slap her?Rape her?How he would punish her?The scenarios running in her mind made series of goosebumps to rise all over her body. Her body getting more and more cold.All the anticipation flooded inside her and she felt tears running to her eyes but she blinked them in.Disturbed, she sto
Attraction 'Bad to worst'
"There's this one more rule. Most important of them," he uttered, his fingers slowly caging her slender neck. "You're not allowed to talk any other men which is not me. Unless necessary," he warned, calmly, freezing her by his words. Her eyes widened with surprise. Why did he utter those words. That sentence made her tensed. "Not even look at them," he emphasized, slightly putting a pressure on her neck, "You would not want to test me in this regard.""I won't. I....I assure you," she answered breathlessly, moving his eyes towards his chest. "Good. And if I found out that you did, I'll skin you alive,"She shrunk back and stared at him, fearfully. Tears welled up her eyes, sparkling them and made her vision blurred. They were at the brink of cascading down her eyes but she blinked several times to drink them in."Take my words very seriously. I'm not playing around," he threatened and she felt threatened."I'm," she whispered."Good girl. Now calm down, don't shiver," he spoke. His v
Attraction 15. Investigations
That night.Those green eyes.Her first time.And what he did to her.How he treated her.It was all unforgettable."Moosa," the man's voice reached her ears and her mind was clawed by the painful memories of the pastIt was unbelievable. Surreal!Unrealistic!Impossible!!!"Ayaan," Moosa acknowledged and walked down the wooden stairs. His gait strong and powerful, while Roshanay stilled at a spot. Feeling all the life draining out of her body slowly and steadily. Her heart racing a mile a minute. Within seconds, she began to feel suffocated and felt hot tears rushing to her eyes.She knew they were uncontrollable.They would break free through the barrier of her eyes, wouldn't matter how much would she try to cease the. Control them. Those watery tears would gush through her eyes like water running wildly through the waterfall. Not wanting anyone to witness her state, she stepped back. Taking one more step backwards, she turned around and ran towards the room. ......"Roshanay you
Attraction New place. Old people.
"What?!" She uttered in disbelief and began to free herself from the men who had caught her arms. Her legs trying to walk but they caught her arms."Leave me! Leave me!" She thrashed her arms. Her voice breathless as she tried to go for Moosa."STOP! STOP!" she screamed upon seeing Moosa who was already walking towards the door."Leave me! Don't do this to me! I beg! I BEG!" she shouted, still trying to free her arms.Moosa who was half-way opening the door, felt someone hurriedly moving towards him and then caught his legs. Sitting in his feet, she joined her hands, looking upwards toward him, helplessly."What are you doing to me? Please no! Please don't do this to me! I'm sorry. Have mercy," she cried and begged but he stared down at her, with blank eyes and tugged his hands inside his pockets."Please! What are you doing? Please! What are you doing?!!" she begged again, tightly holding her hands together."A prostitute like you don't even deserve to breathe in the same air as I an
Attraction 16. Harsh him
"So how did you manage to get your hands on him?" Farah asked Roshanay with a poker face. Just three of them were on the breakfast table as Moosa was having a word with Ayyan in the drawing-room, next to the dining room.As soon as her words registered in her ears, Roshanay looked up at her and found her smirking. Her curly hairs giving her a more evil look and face caked with makeup reminded Roshanay of her uncle's only daughter, Hafsa.Her brain put forth the propositions how to deal with such people and the best one of those were, to ignore her and she looked down again, continuing her breakfast"What are you saying, Farah?" Alizeh said, appalled at Farah's absurd question."What? Don't shut me up Alizeh. I know how to deal with these people," Farah told and Roshanay's grip on the fork tightened. Her words penetrated her heart."Are you even looking at what you're saying? My brother would mind a lot if he heard it,""Oh your brother?" Farah turned towards Alizeh, who was sitting be
Attraction Scrutinizing eyes
"Which departmental store?" He was on purpose probing her, asking for minor details to gauge out whether she was telling the truth or not.His eyes scrutinizing her."Uh...uh... I don't remember its name...I remember....but I can't quite recall,""Didn't you just say, your memory is sharp?""Elphicks, yes.... now I remember. Its Elphicks,""Hmn and how was your first meeting like? How did you interact with her?""Please....I'm not lying,""Sit," he pointed out at the couch and she sat down on it. Then he pulled the chair of the dressing table with a single tug, turned it around, and occupied it, "now answer to my questions. If you pleaded instead of answering then it would be a clear cut for me to spot you're lying. So tell me briefly about your first interaction?""She.... she was with her younger sister, Hunza and it was....quite rushy so we both sat on the...the built-in steel chairs as there were alot of people in the queue waiting for billing. Then we had a small talk,""Who init
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