He stood up and slowly moved towards her. His every step scared her more and more. His menacing strides were shaking her to the core. She couldn't seem to breathe. Her breath got stuck in her lungs. Her legs were slightly trembling unable to hold her weight anymore. She tried to move back but her legs were frozen. He was looking calm and composed on the outside but his eyes told another story. They held rage, pure rage. He stood right in front of her and she immediately cast her eyes down unable to match his eyes. He raised her head with her chin and compelled her to look straight into his mesmerizing grey eyes. Her eyes were glistening with unshed tears of fear. He kept looking into her terror-filled brown eyes for good two minutes. His intense gaze on her was making her heartbeat rapidly in her chest. Her throat got blocked with tears of fear. She fisted her hands in a tight grip to stop her hands from shivering. His eyes were trepidating her more and more. She wanted to look away b
The sun beamed through the half-curtained windows spreading its rays directly on her angelic face. Her eyes opened with soft sunlight caressing her eyelids. She stretched her arms groggily and rubbed her eyes whilst yawning. It was a bright sunny day. A small smile crept on her lips as she felt the warmth of the sun. She sat up and as soon as she placed her body weight on her butt she winced with pain. And with that, all the memories of last night came running into her mind screwing up her fresh morning. She shrugged off all the negative thoughts as she didn't want to start her fresh morning by thinking negatively. She was about to stand up when her door knocked and she immediately got up before unlocking the door and saw her grandmother standing there. She gave a motherly smile to Zahra and she let her in the room. She sat on the bed and Zahra next to her. Zahra slightly winced with pain as soon as she sat on the bed. Her grandmother gave a kiss on her forehead causing her to smile.
"It's done" Dua announced "No!" Zahra denied. "And yes it's final," Haya added "No!" She denied again "God! Zahra, you're going with us and that's final. I don't want any more excuses." Dua told "I cant. Mama will not permit." Zahra said. "Oh stupid I've already asked Aunty. She has no problem with it. And telling you the truth Ammara Aunty is so sweet." She exclaimed. Zahra's face lightened after knowing that her mother has already allowed her to go with them. She was genuinely happy after getting cousins like Dua and Haya in her life. For an hour both of them were constantly forcing her to go to a restaurant as they were getting bored in haveli but Zahra kept on turning them down both by giving her lame excuses. "Now do you have any problem madam?" "No" she smiled brightly. "Then go and get ready we do not have enough time. And here take these clothes. You will be wearing these." Haya said whilst handing her a light pink-colored Kurta and trousers along with a pink chiffon
One look. One hard glare stopped her heartbeat. The disappointment and anger she witnessed in his eyes made her hands clammy within minutes. All the life left her legs and she visibly gulped. Her eyes widened with surprise and fear as she tightly held both her hand together. "Bha...ii a..ap yah..an kes..ay" Haseeb stuttered grabbing his attention back. (Brother what are you doing here?) "Haseeb," he moved his head towards him, "a week ago, I gave some instructions to you boys which was obligatory for all of you to follow. Remember what were they?" He asked. 'Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!' 'None of you will be stepping out of this haveli without informing or taking permission from me. If it is too urgent then take guards along with you. The Osmanis are keeping tabs on us though I won't let them harm any of my family members, you could expect anything from your enemy. They love to strike at your weakest point. If something urgent comes make me a call before leaving the haveli. All of you make
"I don't know what will happen to me," Haseeb said as he continued to roam here and there like a lunatic. All four of them were meanwhile collected in Zahra's room."You coward. Be a man and face it with dignity" Dua sassed although she was also afraid for him, Zahra, Haya, and herself but didn't show it."Shit! Why didn't I think of it?" Haseeb replied to her in the same tone."Because you don't have a brain stupid. Just tell Irtaza bhai you wanted to go and you always do what you want." Dua joked to break the lock of the thick and hypertensive surroundings."Haan (yes) why not. I will absolutely do as you say and then your brother will break almost all my bones." He replied."Wow, how did you get there? I exactly want that to happen." She teased"Brain baby brain," He answered.."Can you guys stop pulling each other legs because it's already 9:15. Think of something solid to give as an excuse." Saif said while entering the room. He only had a single motive to somehow alleviate their
The door shuts. And she was left alone. She helplessly looked towards the closed door. Her heart drummed in her ears. Her face paled and her hands clammy with nervousness and fear. "Zahra" he called out her name. She turned around and saw him seated on his chair, pensively looking at twirling the pencil in his fingers. His thick black eyelashes shadowed his well-defined cheekbones as he leaned against the back of his chair. His face was stoic, void of any humane emotion, and depicted as if he was in deep thought. Moments passed but he continued to look at the twirling pencil. And then he slowly and steadily looked upwards. His eyeballs follow the slow movement of his eyelids. It was then their eyes matched. Gleaming grey against dull brown! His strikingly sharp gaze pinned her to the spot. His eyes were intense as always and his grey iris was as usual sparkling like diamonds in the middle of his eyes. His eyes can engage someone just by a single glance. They were like a universal
"Kneel." He ordered causing her heartbeat to go wild. "Sorry" she abruptly said. "Shh..... not a single word." He replied. She knew what was coming will not be good and will traumatize her. She cant do it. "Kneel Zahra" He ordered in his manly voice causing cold shivers to run down her spine. "No! Please! No am sorry!" She hysterically said. A voice kept on banging at the back of her head. Run! Run! Run! She took a step back towards the door and moved her hand towards the doorknob to unlock it whilst still looking straight into his eyes, already knowing he is watching her every move like a hawk. But nothing was coming into her mind at that time. It was chaotic, filled with horrifying thoughts, frightening her more and more. Her sanity was running out and she did what that voice said, made an attempt to run. He tilted his head and watched her amusedly, his hands in his pockets. He already had told her, that her petite frame was not able to bear the wrath of his punishments but
She pulled off of his shoulder when her sobs died and her mind cleared. Her eyes trailed towards the wet spot of her tears on his shirt "I am sorry," she said looking down. She didn't know what hit her that she began to cry on his shoulder. He stared at her small form. Her eyes were swollen due to the immense crying. Her big eyelashes were drenched in her wet tears. The tip of her nose was bright red. Her cheeks tinted pink and her lips slightly quivering with fear as she took them between her teeth to stop their tremble. His eyes stopped at her red, luscious lips and he moved his thumb towards her chin to free her lips from her white, shiny teeth, which she hesitantly did. The pad of his thumb slowly began to graze the flesh of her pink lips, feeling the softness underneath his thumb. His eyes intensely staring her. Her body was now a bundle of nerves. His intense stare was making her hot all over and without any doubt, she knew her cheeks would have been turned red. His pupils di