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HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWENTY-TWO
AYRA’S POV:I slept peacefully but one part of me was scared of what if he came back in the room. I shut my eyes close in wary of any movement of any footsteps that could be heard from the other side of the door so that I could get to know about his upcoming presence in the room but there wasn’t any. I slept finally with my mind whirling to so many areas that it finally made me sleep despite causing any migraine.Even the first thing that came to mind was him. My back was towards the other side of the bed as I contemplated whether to turn around and look for him or not but at the end when I didn’t feel any of his cologne, I did turn around in order to find no one there. The bedsheet didn’t have any crinkle on it that was the evidence of him staying the whole night out. A part of me was relived but the other part of me wasn’t. I was in a turmoil as I should act like his wife so that I could be close to him but here he wasn’t giving me any chance to do that much to my relief as I couldn
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWENTY-THREE
AYRA’S POV:Taking one last glance at my reflection in the mirror I sighed as it was my first time wearing such an eastern dress as usually, I used to wear skirts with tops but today as a newly married woman I wore a maroon colord shalwar kameez. It was a long shirt with flapper of the same color with a little bit embroidery near the neckline and the sleeves while the rest of the dress was simple with the dark color making it fancy at expensive at the same time.Gliding my shoes in the gold clear heels I rested my dubatta at one side of my shoulder giving me an eastern look. My hairs were already wavy so I just let them float down my back.I wore those earing which I found placed on the bed side table when I exited the restroom after taking a long shower and calming my nerves in order to prepare myself to interact with that cold glacier. Like last night I didn’t find him in the room as the tie was still placed on the bed that reminded me of the intimacy with him early in the morning m
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWENTY-FOUR
AYRA’S POV:Have you ever felt like your soul has left your body while you are just standing focusing on some point?I had that type of feeling at that time when he came near us with his hands in his pockets jaw clenched but amusement was dancing in his eyes. I even forgot I had Sabreena standing by my side as she couldn’t do anything for my escape. Even she was the reason I was in that situation.First in his eyes I was a gold-digger and now I was some horny women who had someone by her side instructing her how to carry out her every movement. I never cursed in my entire life but at that time I wanted to have a face to face to talk with my fate. It was carrying out some humiliating joke on me.“W-we…we..d-d…d-don’t…it’s…not…” Oh God Help!“Excuse me. Ma’am Johara needs her medicine asap.” Sabrina snatched the medicine box from me and ran away like a coward leaving me alone to face the humiliation. I felt betrayed at that time.“You were saying.” His deep rough voice made a shudder to
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWENTY-FIVE
AYRA’S POV:“Sir is here.” Maid informed me as I was wearing my earrings that he gave me. Best way to tell him that yes, I am the gold-digger who liked diamonds. I think all women do but it’s based on the list of priority. Do your priority is diamonds over your peace?No.Do you like diamonds? Yes. That’s simple but still some people judge those women who even likes to wear heavy jewelry and branded stuff. It’s their way to loosen up the jealousy building inside them constricting their lungs snatching their availability to breathe properly.I am glad I was never of these types of people. To be honest I hadn’t seen diamonds in real but the charm which I got seeing them during these days showed me I liked them too but not that much that I would ruin everything for it. Revenge came first. I could buy enough diamonds once I get to open my own clinic afterwards that my uncle promised. I get to buy them with my own money. It was sad that my first diamonds I wore in life weren’t from my mone
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWENTY-SIX
AYRA’S POV:I moaned into his mouth as soon as he rubbed the side of my waist sensually with his large calloused hand to make me gasp. Taking that opportunity, he inserted his tongue inside me making me fist his shirt’s collar as if my life depended on them. It’s kind of because my legs had given off the weight of my body leaving me disappointed in his embrace as his arms were securely wrapped around me with his hands sensually exploring my body sending shivers to run down my spine as it was hard to stay and away from him because my body was pressed against his and if I leaned back, I would collapse because of the wobbling of my legs.I moaned again in his mouth as his tongue caressed mine making me roll my eyes backwards and toes curled at the sensation.“Za…um…” I tried to say but another moan left my mouth when he pressed his hand at the end of my back to make fully pressed against his. His eyes were closed as if he was savoring this moment and I was finding hard to keep my eyes op
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWENTY-SEVEN
AYRA’S POV:“It was nice meeting you Mrs. Zaroon Durani.” He forced on the last words making me press my lips in a thin line as Zaroon was standing beside me when we were headed outside. I bid goodbye to everyone after I was loaded with souvenirs from Muzamil and Farzan bhai as Daim bhai excused himself because he managed to get to the dinner in the very last minute but he promised to give us one to which just Zaroon nodded his head as if he didn’t care more or less about that.“It was nice meeting you too.” I said with a slight smile although he was throwing daggers at him from one side as I could also feel him burning holes with his intensity in the center of my cheek.“I don’t think you would say that to me.” Daim said to Zaroon with mischief sparkling in his eyes as Daim bhai was an inch taller than him but he was more muscular and broader that made him more attractive at least in my eyes. Not in my eyes only he was actually but Daim bhai was like a model so we can’t compare any o
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWENTY-EIGHT
AYRA’S POV:“Now do you want me show you how to get in action too?”His smirk deepened as the crimson color invaded major part of my face and radiated heat from the tip of my ears.“No…mom’s medicine.” I said as I didn’t have time to figure out anything else and before the time could travel toward something that could accelerate my heart rate to a dangerous level, I opened the car door and rushed towards the stairs.I checked on Mom and she was sleeping. I hope she took her medicine as I sternly asked Sabrina for that but Sabrina was her secret keeper. She was refrained to do anything against her will in which she sounded helpless but she also wanted her to stay healthy and fit.I was about to turn towards my previous room when I realized I was going to sleep in his room again. Last night he didn’t sleep in the room but we couldn’t guarantee about that every night. Even the thought of sleeping with him on the same bed radiated goosebumps all over my skin. I couldn’t help but licked my
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWENTY-NINE
Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob as I had never encountered this wing of Villa before. It was old with ancient furniture as by the look of it I could say that no one visited here although it was clean. Maids must have assigned the duty to do the cleaning regularly in every part of the Villa but still this wing was giving you chills as if no one had ever come here feeling the coolness in here.There were many rooms as I chose to open the most distant one since it seemed like an office to me but it wasn’t. It was a big library making me gasp. I had never seen such an old yet so beautiful library before. It also had an ancient touch but everything was maintained properly. The library was big as it could consume four of my rooms.Moving forward I glanced at the books as I felt surreal surrounding by the smell of rusty pages making me feel light as the loneliness was scary but it was somehow interesting.But my curiosity developed into the fact that people who read books aren’t viol
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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
