She closed her eyes in fear and heard multiple gunshots. She touched her forehead and then her body but there was not a single wound on her body. She opened her eyes, he was staring down at her and he had his gun on her shoulder. He had shot a man who was about to shoot them. He had found her too cute at that moment. Just then he pulled her closer and hid her in his arms. All she could hear were gunshots. He was shooting multiple times and she had her eyes closed. She had no idea when he dragged her towards the car and pushed her in the car. He was shooting continuously. It was a complete chaos. She looked out of the window. Multiple cars were gathering around them and were shooting at them. She ducked her hair and closed her ears with the palms of her hand. "Roman, I don't wanna die, where have you brought me," she screamed. "You have distracted me, who asked you to walk into the woods," said Roman, starting the ignition. Saliha stuck her head out of the window; to look back wh
It was a wonderful morning, Roman was talking on his phone to one of his clients when the door's bell rang. He walked towards the door and opened it. A boy in his early twenties was standing there. Roman raised an eyebrow. "Am..." the boy said, nervously. "Who are you?" Roman asked, firmly. "I am Ibad, my name is Ibad," he said. Roman crossed his arm around his chest. Roman was four inches taller than him. The boy took a deep breath. His brown eyes were so nervous. "Do you think I have all the day to hear what shit you have to say?" Roman said, irritated. "Am...could you give this to Saliha?" the boy said while giving a package in Roman's hand. Roman looks at the package and then at to boy. There was a coldness in Roman's eyes that made the boy shiver. "I..tell her...it's her treat for the exam. She just passed the exam," said Ibad. "So?" asked Roman, expressionlessly. "Am....I thought...." Ibad stammered. "What? That you are going to give such cheap gifts to ever
Chapter No 56She was sitting there and thinking about her doom. He was gone for five minutes and she was there still thinking about his sentence meaning. What she had seen last night was beyond the imagination. She was in a desperate stage to share it with someone but who? Will they ever be able to believe?“Saliha,” it was the third time Imran called for her. She came back to her senses. “Where have you lost?” asked Eliza, smiling. She turned pale. Imran’s expression’ changed. “What is it Saliha?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. She looked at Eliza and then she gulped. “Nothing, I…I was thinking about the exam,” she lied. “You have to top the whole exam,” his deep voice appeared, startling her. She turned her head. He was talking to someone on the phone and then he interrupted the caller to answer her. She was unable to believe her ears and then she screamed with excitement. Imran smiled as she reminded him of someone, someone very special to him. Sana looks at her annoyed.
She gasped. She was not expecting him there. He walked ahead and towered her. “I think..you were looking for this,” he said touching the gun’s tip on her face. “Little sparrow, you should have known…When I mean it then I mean it,” he said in a whisper and she found herself breathless. He was so close, enough close that she could feel his breath on her breath. She could smell the gunpowder from the tip of the gun. She gulped. His warm body was looking so appealing, the T-shirt was stretched around his broad shoulder. He was looking down in his eyes and she felt her eyes were burning. He brought his lips near to her and she was almost going to lose her control but at the same moment, she pushed him away, breathing heavily. He clenches his teeth. She walks off when he holds her arm and throws her on the bed. He pinned her body against the bed. “Speak, what you are doing in my room,” he asked in a sinister voice. “I…I was here for your gun,” she said, afraid. His grip on her arm f
He walks towards them and his aura is dangerously creepy. Ibad was looking at Saliha and then him. “Hello,” Ibad said to Roman but he did not respond instead he was staring at Saliha. “I asked her about the gift, she said she had not received it. Did you?” asked Ibaad.Roman’s eyes shifted to him, his haunting eyes were looking so eerie and beautiful at the same time. “Do you think? I am your postman here?” Roman asked in a chilling calm voice. Ibad never knew what he was playing with. This man could easily send him to the grave. “Saliha, your brother is..why he is so angry?” Ibad asked. “I am not her freaking brother,” Roman said, angrily. Ibad raised his hand in the air. “You have forgotten this file at home, Mom asked me to give it to you. Now, excuse me. I have to do something urgent. Carry on,” Roman said last word, annoyed. Saliha opened her mouth to say something but he left. He looked so pissed off. “Saliha, I don’t know what is his problem,” said Ibad. Saliha took
Chapter No 59 “Hey Saliha,” Ibad said, who just entered the library. He was wearing a black turtle neck shirt and blue jeans. He walked in the direction and sat on the Perching chair in front of her. “Hello, Ibad right?” she asked. He nods. “So have you heard about the assignment?” Aalim asked. She nods. “Could you make one for me as well?” he asked. She nods. “Stupid girl,” Roman muttered, annoyed. She does not know he was sitting behind her. “Very well,” said Aalim. “Will you make mine as well?” asked Ibad. She opens her mouth to say something when Roman gets up and walks towards them. “No, she won’t,” he said, coldly. She looked up at him who was wearing no expressions at all. “Excuse me? Who are you?” Aalim asked, irritated. “He is her bro…” Ibad was about to complete his sentence when Roman interrupted him in the middle. “I am not her fucking brother,” he said, angrily. Saliha got up. “Roman, please,” she pleads to him. He clenches his teeth. “What are you doin
Chapter No 60 “Why does he want me to get ready?” she muttered annoyed. She was standing in front of a huge wardrobe and the devil said she should be ready in twenty minutes if not she was sure he would make her ready for her funeral. “What should I wear?” she thought. Eliza had given her many branded clothes. She was confused. “I wish Hunza was here,” she thought. “Wait, where is she? I have not met her today,” she said, sadly. She fetched her phone from the table and wrote to Hunza. “Where are you?” she asked. In a matter of seconds, she received a reply. “I am home, I was not feeling well,” “Oh are you okay?” she wrote. “Yeah, a bit,” “Hunza, Roman is taking me out, what color should wear? Please hurry, time is short,” she wrote. “Oh, is it a date?” Hunza wrote. She rolls her eyes. “Yeah, bloody date with the devil himself,” Saliha thought. “Hunza, hurry,” she wrote. “Oh okay, wear yellow,” Hunza said. She looked at her wardrobe and there was the beautiful yellow d
Chapter No 61 “You are my trophy wife,” his words were breaking her heart so much. She walked towards the chair and sat on it. Laughing faces, chatting nothing could lift her mood anyone. It was obvious that she was not feeling well. Just then someone approached her. She was not feeling well when the person called her. She looked up and light grey eyes met hers. “With whom you have come here?” he asked, softly. He was much older than her, maybe in his mid-50s. She did not answer. He sat beside her. She got up. “Where are leaving?” he asked. “I don’t want to talk, Please leave me alone,” she said and walked off. He stares at her leaving. A smirk appeared on his face. She was looking at Roman dancing with some random girl. His words, You are my trophy wife was echoed in her head. “This is the man I married?” she thought. He instantly looks at her. Her big bright eyes were sad behind the mask. He was looking at her coldly. Just then the same man approached her. “I have told yo