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Anaaya looked at her face in the mirror where she saw the marks of fingers were still visible slightly. She took out a concealer and properly covered her face with makeup.

Today her mood was spoiled early in the morning. Last night, she didn't sleep properly. Now her eyes were turning red because of sleep deprivation and her head was also feeling heavy.

Without having breakfast, she left for the university. Shehroz called her so many times but she didn't stop. After reaching the university, she went to the cafeteria to take tea. It was morning time so the cafeteria wasn't crowded much. On only two tables, students were sitting.

After taking her tea, she turned back and went to the empty place on the back side of the ground. A lot of trees were implanted there. She leaned against a tree. With the cold breeze of the morning, she was enjoying taking her tea.

"When will the chairperson come back? I can't wait anymore." From behind the trees, Anaaya listened to someone's heavy voice. She shook her head and turned herself again.

"Yes, Zaviyaar Khan has reached here." After listening to the name of Zaviyaar, her ears alerted.

"If Zaviyaar caught the chairperson before us then we would be trapped very badly." Fear was apparent in the voice of the person. Very silently, Anaaya took her head out behind the tree and looked at the man. To her, this man doesn't belong to the university.

"Don't worry, we will trap Zaviyaar Khan in his own game. Yes, I will find out now when that absconder comes so that we can finish him." He hung up the call after he was done with his talking. Anaaya stopped her breathing. As the man left the place, she quickly picked up her things and went to her class.

It wasn't bothering her what was going on or who was going to do what. After thinking about the class of Zaviyaar, her mood was spoiled further.

"Please Allah, give me patience." She sat in the last row of the class and said looking up. Zaviyaar entered the class. As usual, his face was giving a dead serious look. In his presence, the whole class fell into deep silence. After the insult of Anaaya, no one wants to face their insult from Zaviyaar.

Zaviyaar dropped a cursory look at the whole class. His eyes abruptly went to Anaaya who was wearing a skin-colored dress. But very quickly he averted his eyes from her.

The whole lecture went peacefully. All the students heaved a sigh of relief and after getting free, they all left the class.

"You stop, I have to talk with you about yesterday." He stopped Anaaya. Composing herself, she stopped otherwise after getting free from the class she wanted to go quickly out of there.

In black pants and a brown shirt and with a waistcoat and folded cuffs Zaviyaar was looking extremely handsome and dashing. For a moment, Anaaya got nervous as she looked at the stern expression on his face.

"Yes, professor." She asked squeezing her lips and arching her brow.

"Yesterday you went out during the class, I don't like this at all. From now onwards, take care of it. Otherwise, I don't like insulting in front of everyone." On his dictation, Anaaya tightly clenched her fists. Zaviyaar's eyes abruptly went to her cheek. Despite her makeup, the mark on the cheek of Anaaya couldn't hide from the sharp eyes of Zaviyaar.

"Ok professor, if you allow can I go now?" She asked gritting her teeth. Zaviyaar ignored her tone and with the gesture of his hand, he told her you can go now. She controlled herself and quickly went out of there.

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Today Hania forcefully brought Anaaya to the shopping mall with herself. Unwillingly, she has to come with her. Otherwise, because of her headache, she really wants to take a nap.

But considering how Hania coaxed her lovingly, she has to come with her. Shehroz was in the office because of his important meeting. So they both came with the driver for the shopping.

In the shopping mall, Hira roamed her badly everywhere. Her head was feeling dizzy. She excused herself from Hania and went to the washroom. When she entered, her feet halted after listening to the voices coming from inside. When a familiar voice hit her ears, she slightly opened the door.

"Quickly tell me the name of that person. I don't have any patience. In a minute, I will send you up." Chill ran down the spine of Anaaya as she heard the cold wrathful voice of Zaviyaar. Maybe in rage, he didn't hear the voice of the opening of the door.

"Hahaha….. you can do whatever you like. You will never get him. Thousands of dogs like you are behind him, but he is a lion and dogs can't haunt the lion." The words of the man boiled his anger. His nerves were popping out in rage.

He took out a gun from his waistcoat and squeezing the bruised face of the man, he thrust the gun inside his mouth.

'Crazy, mad man, he takes the gun out on every matter. He really is a thug.' Anaaya murmured in the mouth. He was the first strange man for whom Anaaya was feeling like needles were crawling over her body.

"He is not a lion but a jackal and you are his taming dog. I'm a lion and I can haunt him without you." Zaviyaar roared angrily at him while punching him strongly in his stomach.

"Aaahhh…" As Anaaya saw his act, a scream went out of her mouth. Zaviyaar's red eyes abruptly went towards Anaaya. He pierced his red eyes into her eyes. Then strongly hitting the wounded man with his gun, he made him unconscious.

Anaaya turned into a statue after seeing this. The cold eyes of Zaviyaar made her stiff. Zaviyaar took out his mobile and without averting his eyes from Anaaya, he called someone on his phone.

"Take this man from here." He spoke in a cold voice. His eyes were still fixed on Anaaya while he was talking on the mobile. She started backstepping after seeing him stepping closer towards her. Her eyes abruptly went to the gun he was holding in his hand.

The stains of blood were clearly visible on his white hands. Anaaya felt her throat getting dry. As Zaviyaar stepped closer to her, a shivering breath escaped from her mouth. This time as she took a step back, her waist hit against the wall. Zaviyaar placed his hand on the left side of her on the wall and brought the gun in front of her face.

"G…get off…" She said after tightly shutting her eyes as she saw the gun. Zaviyaar brought the gun near her face to tuck back the strands of her hair falling on her face. Shivering Anaaya was looking like an innocent sparrow in front of him.

"Is your presence necessary wherever I go?" He raised her face, putting the tip of the gun under her chin. Very slowly, Anaaya raised her eyes and looked into his cold eyes. She saw his eyes were very attractive. Despite willingly, she couldn't stare into his eyes for long so she has to avert her eyes.

"And I think it's your favourite hobby to take your gun out everywhere to kill people crazily." She said in a rude voice, biting her lip. Zaviyaar, who wanted to talk calmly with her, irked by the tone of her voice because anger always stayed at the peak of his nose.

"Shut up…. look at this gun. Right now, I will empty all its bullets in you and no one will know anything about you. You know why?" He asked in his cold voice, pressing the tip of the gun slightly into her cheek. For a moment, Anaaya's heart stopped beating when it thumped again.

"Because Zaviyaar Khan does his work in a way that no one can get its hint. People call me cleaner because I do every work very cleanly." He leaned over her saying angrily. His nerves were popping out in rage. Anaaya bent a little as she felt his breaths airing on her face.

"Ohh, I didn't know you are a cleaning man." She said sarcastically while hiding her fear of calling him peon. Zaviyaar narrowed his eyes and glared angrily at her. He sensed she wasn't fearing of him and glaring at him by peering her eyes with his eyes.

And Anaaya was the first girl who was acting calmly in front of Zaviyaar's wrath.

"I will see you. Just wait and watch. And don't you dare to say a word about this matter to anyone otherwise I will vanish you from this earth so that no one will know your whereabouts." He warned her in his dead harsh voice while his mobile was vibrating. Don't know why but still Anaaya wasn't afraid of him.

And Zaviyaar Khan was the first man whom she was sitting confidently in front of him. Don't know why she can't stop herself from answering him despite his fear knocking inside of her. Zaviyaar Khan stepped back and getting away from her, he picked up the call.

Anaaya ran out of the place as he let her go.

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"Your wife is raising her hand on Anaaya," Shehroz informed Nawaz in his cold voice.

"You are lying. Zainab can't do this." Nawaz was attentively listening to him as he was irked by the accusation of Shehroz on his wife.

"Does it feel to you I am lying?" He asked in a monotone.

"Right…. how one can keep any expectation from you? Why will you believe now when you didn't believe ever? Instead of blindly trusting your wife, if you give a little attention to Anaaya then she wouldn't dare to raise her hand on Anaaya." He shouted angrily. On his saying, Nawaz clenched his fists.

"Don't teach me what I have to do and what not…. I myself will talk with my daughter." Nawaz said bitterly.

"Because of your blind trust, I won't bear any cruelty on my sister. If that woman again raised her hand on Anaaya then I will cross all the limits." He warned him in his cold voice and taking long strides, he walked out of his office. His distrust was taking his son away from him.