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HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR FIFTY-THREE
AYRA’S POV: “Do you even know what being a wife means?” His deep masculine voice rasped as he leaned in towards me enough to make me shudder in the warmth of his embrace and his intoxicating cologne he was wearing at that time. He had few signature colognes as I could tell easily that he has entered the room just by the fragrance of his cologne that hit my nostrils only to paralyze my senses.“She should be caring.” I asked after I nod my head in that silence that was building a bubble around us. Irony was we both were in the same bubble. “What else?” He rasped as we both were whispering even though the whole house was drowning in silence with only the presence of two forms there. My breath got caught in my throat as his hand caressed my thighs sensually upwards until his thumb stopped at the bikini area. My whole body was throbbing with very pulse hammering out at that time and it was embarrassing that he knew what kind of hold he had on me. It should be the other way around.“
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR FIFTY-FOUR
AYRA’S POV: “Oh my God! You are here. I can’t believe I am seeing you after such a long time.” Both of our attention diverted towards the woman standing in front of the great window wall of the living room as she came out of nowhere making look behind at the open window. Might be she came from the garden directly because we both were guarding the main gate of the house.I immediately jump down from the table as he held me from the waist while muttering something under his breath. Most probably some curse word as he didn’t look so please about the woman.I glanced at her as she was looking a few years younger than Mrs Johara and that made her old enough to treat him like a son and she did as she came forward and grabbed his face kissing his forehead. He kind of saw it coming as his face was emotionless while the woman who seemed very joyful with her voice and with her attire which went perfectly with her shocking purple colord highlights with brown hairs. They were in a bun.“Is t
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR FIFTY-FIVE
AYRA’S POV: I slept alone. The chirping aunt Matilda was gone after she saw me yawning while my eyes were turning red. She made me eat grilled chicken salad which was light and healthy after such a long flight. I wasn’t in mood of eating anything heavy. She left after sunset and after taking a shower and freshing up I waited for him to never come as I finally drifted to sleep because the one thing I was sure of this that it wasn’t a honeymoon. He was here for work and I was here because might be I would never get the chance to explore Paris again. Ah! It’s the city of love and I am here with the least loving person right now. People should be banned like him here. Smiling at my own thoughts which were surrounded by him unfortunately I drifted to sleep soon. I would never have slept so peacefully unless I wasn’t so tired and the fact that there were guards outside at least six at the front and six at the back. People would be more curious about what type of people were living ins
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR FIFTY-SIX
AYRA’S POV: “You “You should have stopped me then.” His deep masculine voice reached my ears as I could see through my peripheral vision how his handsomely sculptured face was adored by a smirk. It seemed like it was a part of his personality.“I…I did.” I tried more to think about it while I answer as I was afraid that he would turn out right.“I never heard it when you were grinding on my lips. All I heard was my name Cherry.” He said and without any warning he pulled my arm and in no second I was in his arms as I weigh nothing to him. A small gasp left my mouth when he pulled me towards him securely while I wrapped my arms around my neck to gain balance. My eyes went wide when I saw him moving towards the restroom.“Where are you going?” I mumbled keeping aside the effect of his previous words m I never grinded anything.“To take a shower.” He simply answered as he entered the restroom and the door closed behind us with a small clicked sound.“I can take my own shower.” I tr
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR FIFTY-SEVEN
AYRA’S POV: When you lie for the first time and you always have the fear to get caught and then suddenly someone looks at you with suspicion in his eyes dwelling with the breakage of trust inside his orbs, all you feel at that time as if your soul has left your body. That was the same case that happened to me when he walked in the room with that old diary in his hand. When I put that in my bag is with the feeling that I would never have to open it in front of him because he would never be with me on this trip. I had to survive alone and I was eager to complete this book in order to know exactly what had happened. I still didn’t know who it belonged to and who was the girl who made a man to write a diary about her. That was romantic even though the first word was a curse word.“I found it…in the library.” I mumbled as I was top scared to face his wrath. He hadn’t shown his wrath yet to me but what I’ve heard from people around here I think one glimpse of his wrath would make my he
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR FIFTY-EIGHT
ZAROON DURANI’S POV: I’ve been waiting for her since she had gone missing after the massacre that happened ten years ago. There was a time in between those years when I lost hope and I thought she would never come back but then I got to know she had been getting prepared to ruin me. How can she ruin me?I was already ruined after what she had to go through. I didn’t have power back then but now with the power I had been bestowed with I had to correct everything that had went wrong. I paid for what my father, grandfather and my uncles had done. I would turn into like them and that was the thing I swore to myself when I was nine. I swore I’ll pay for everything they had done just to remove the blood that I see in my dreams tainting my white pure shirt. I could kill people but I couldn’t kill people who are innocent, who have families waiting for them at home and who are helpless. I treat people like how they should be treated.My first step towards making everything right was when I
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR FIFTY-NINE
ZAROON’S POV: I could feel the tears wetting my cheeks when I started stroking every wall of her mouth with my tongue as whenever she came in front of me I felt like a beast who is starved to death. I wanted to do so many sinful things with that if she ever has to listen to them she would run away sparing the idea of revenge. I had been doing things with her in my imagination since puberty. That’s the effect she had on me as in the phase where I killed my eldest brother and lost faith in everything I slept with many women but with their consent. I wanted to know how hard it was to sleep with someone who had given you a consent but my brother still wanted to force them who never wanted to be with him. He wanted to ruin the innocence that was built under the care of their parents and family. It kind of like challenged him but it didn’t make much difference. He could have get consent.I caressed the side of her waist making her shudder a little flushing her chest more into mine with a
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR SIXTY
AYRA’S POV:“Let’s go out. There’s a very beautiful place. You guys can have a very romantic date there.” Matilda came inside the kitchen making me cover my bare legs as much as I could. I knew I was beetroot by then but I was amused by his expressions also.“Date. With you?” He raised an eyebrow as was about to exit the kitchen when he turned around to look at Matilda sarcastically.“Of course not with me. But I should go with you to make you familiar with this place.” She started talking and he went upstairs leaving me alone with her. “Well. Were you seducing him?” She winked at me as my eyes became as wide as saucers making me cover myself more but failed in that attempt.For the matter of fact, he was the one seducing me for wearing nothing but a trouser. He didn’t have the right to look so good. My body wasn’t as good as compared to him. With his body he should be with a model right now.“No. He was cooking.” I said as the image of him playing with me downstairs erupted in
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HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR BONUS CHAPTER
ZAROON’S POV:She has been teasing me a lot lately. I hadn’t touched her for two months because I didn’t want to hurt the life growing inside her. Yes I Zaroon Durani was going to be blessed with a child and I never thought about it in my wildest dreams that Ayra Mirza the loved of my life would give me that biggest gift. Mom cried with tears as she was finally blessed with the wish she had been praying for. She wanted the silence in the Durani Mansion by the sound of the children. “You sure you don’t want me.” She said as she glanced at herself in the mirror making a pout. She was due in a week and right she had breasts filled with milk and stomach perfectly rounded. She was craving something whenever she did she didn’t know what and I ended up with my head in between her legs to find her soon asleep. “Tell me what do you want ice-cream, anything spicy.” I asked closing the laptop as her went teary.“I don’t know.” She whined and I had the urge to chuckle because she was look
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR EPILOGUE
AYRA’S POV: I took a thorough glance at every aspect of me seeing myself through his eyes and I thought he would like what he will see. A long red frock hugged my figures just like in a way that could make his eyes dark with my neckline showing a little cleavage and my backless with shackles making a sound. I applied the same colord lipstick with the transparent gloss so that my lips could look plum and fine but before walking out of the room I had to take the full dubbatta to cover my cleavage and let my wavy honey brown locks to cascade down hiding my backless dress. He was coming back after two weeks and those two weeks were unbearable for me. I thought I could live without him easily without his nagging. The moment I discharged and came back to the Durani Mansion in Islamabad the first two days went by meeting everyone and the third day he had to go because of his urgent work. He couldn’t take me because of my bed rest and Mrs. Johara assured him that I would be taken care of
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR SEVENTY-THREE
AYRA’S POV: Betrayal feels like blood is oozing out of every pore in your body pricking like a needle at every inch and never leave you with a relief but a trauma. I was more concerned about as I cried when I asked him if Sabrina was part of his plan or not.“Of course not. She just got in my way. It’s easy to make girl feel like they are loved.” He tied my hands and looked least bothered and at that time I prayed that she should have known about this even though she didn’t stop him but the feeling of betrayal will kill her. “She loves you.” I cried and he sighed giving me a look with hatred and anger.“I got my love killed and they threw the dead body only for me to find out.” He sneered. I never thought Akeel bhai would be the one as never did he. That’s why he only allowed Akeel bhai to enter the mansion and no one else.“Betrayal hurts more.” I murmured and he heard.“Cut this bulls**t. You betrayed us too remember.” With that he went out of the door. Shabana was the on
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR SEVENTY-TWO
ZAROON’S POV: It’s been two days, two f**king days and I hadn’t find her. I hadn’t seen her for two days and I was in despair that I wanted to put everything on fire and ruin the existence of everything in this world. But that shouldn’t be happening. I would just make them feel how pain hurts when it courses through every fiber of your body and seep into your bones to never come out and let them have a feeling of relief. “It’s Akeel obviously.” Farzan came in with a frown as he was with me all the time along with Muzamil and Daim since she had been disappeared. She got disappeared in my own area where I rule and where people fear me and still I couldn’t find her yet.I intake a sharp breath as I couldn’t feel pain at the feeling of this betrayal but still there was a part of me that wanted someone else to be behind him other than him. It will not hurt me to kill him if he had laid a tiny finger on her. “Where is she?” I asked as I glanced at his sleep deprived eyes. They all ca
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR SEVENTY-ONE
AYRA’S POV: When it’s a new beginning you start feeling the warmth in your heart for knowing what you are going to do and how you are going to do that in a best way. But right now I was having the feeling of warmth everywhere along with my heart. I groggily opened my eyes to find myself in an embrace of a giant bear who happened to be my husband. His arms were tangled around my waist and his legs were intertwined with mine. I was glad I was wore his shirt after taking a shower at fajer time along with the trousers he gave me. It seemed like he wanted me to just stay in his embrace all the time even though when his arms aren’t wrapped around me. I prayed fajer and he just waited for me on the bed. We didn’t talk but smiled when I cam back and soon drifted to sleep as I wanted to close my eyes as soon as possible or otherwise my shy mind would have melted away by the possessive look in his eyes making me feel naked under his gaze.I turned towards him a little as he groaned slightly
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR SEVENTY
AYRA’S POV: “Let’s behave normal according to my definition.” He said and threw me over the bed to hover over me with his fingers still playing with me. I moaned his name as he inserted his finger inside me with his pitch black eyes absorbing every feature of my face as if he wanted to savour that. “You know what my normal self is?” He asked raising an eyebrow with his smirk adoring his perfectly sculptured face and lust and love dripping from his eyes. I nod my head barely because all I could think of his touch down there.“Is to think you are all mine and I would imprint that on your mind today and…” He inserted another finger as I moaned while digging my nails in his shoulder marking crescents on his skin. “…you will know…” Her inserted the third finger and I shattered while arching my back. “…that you are f**king mine.” He groaned as his words reverberated through my body making a ball of heat to erupt in my chest and travel down at towards my core asking me for a release.
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR SIXTY-NINE
AYRA’S POV: He groaned into my mouth when I gasped. He wasn’t letting any part of my mouth to remain untouched with his tongue. He sucked again and my eyes rolled back as I moaned into his mouth. He started stroking, nibbling and sucking unless I was out of breath as I pushed him a little to let him feel not a bulge. I opened my eyes to find his close as if he was savoring the moment just like my tears that were flowing down as if they had been tired of waiting to shed and now they were just flowing at their own will. His arms were wrapped around my waist and neck as if he wanted me to absorb into him or otherwise I would just fly away. I moaned again in his mouth this time in protest as I was out of oxygen and white dots started appearing in my vision. When I thought I would faint he finally let me go to rest his forehead against mine. Both us were panting hard with our chests heaving up and down as I glanced at his lips. They were swollen and the culprit could be looked inside
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR SIXTY-EIGHT
AYRA’S POV: I glanced at the man cooing his goats as of it was his child. That was cute as some people used to take care of their pets like that but this man was famous a murderer. Seeing him like that didn’t settle well with me.I approached him as he uses to be one of the friends of my uncle and they both were alike i.e cruel. “Salam.” I greeted to gain his attention as I approached him by getting pass the puddles of shit as there were cows too. It was some kind of a small farmhouse. He glanced at me with his narrowed eyes as his eyes travelled from top to bottom in a disgusting way that if Zaroon was here he would have hung his body somewhere. I was glad he wasn’t as I wanted to do all of this alone. “What do you want?” He asked and I told him that I was his friend’s niece and how he was murdered.“…do you know his enemies?” I asked as deep down I prayed for him to not take name of Duranis as every sword was pointing towards Durani.“Mirzas has only one enemy and that is D
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR SIXTY-SEVEN
ZAROON’S POV: I was about to catch her. My fingers almost grazed the soft fabric of her dress while she was running away from me with face sparkling with soft grins and laugh as it seemed like she loved teasing me. She really did. I thought I would close the distance between us but then a loud banging sound made me open my eyes. The Bluetooth device was still in my ears. I glanced around to find me exactly where I slept last night, in the car parked in front of the Mirza Villa.If she thought I would leave her alone then she was wrong. I wouldn’t be able to sit for one second thinking she was alone in there. I didn’t know why it was like this. It might be the burden I feel for the sins my father did. I could sympathize with her but I couldn’t do that like I did for Abroo. I didn’t feel anything in her case as I had the urge to save her and overcome the burden but I didn’t think the case was same with Ayra. It could be because of the fact that she was my wife. My thoughts were roa
