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Embarrassment Degradation Humiliation Dejection Rejection Hatred Insult Pain This was all she felt at the moment. In front of the whole family, he straight away rejected her on her face. She felt like she was being slapped on her face. Her heart wrenched painfully. Her tears were at bay but she did not want to cry. Not in front of the people whom she didn't even know. She did not want this marriage in the first place but this was not the way to say a no to her. By slapping her with words. It deeply affected her self-respect and dignity. It humiliated her. She simply stood up and ran to her room. Her tears floated down her eyes and soaked her cheeks when she entered the room. She was a crying mess within five minutes. She was disgraced in front of people whom she didn't even know. But something in this whole scenario was calming her. She was thinking that he might leave her now and divorce her, her words might have affected him that she did not want this marriage. This though
He pulled away when both of them were totally out of breath. Zahra resisted him as much as she could but he was too strong for her. Her resistance was what he didn't like. He's her husband now and he has every right to kiss her then why the fuck was she so hesitant and resistive. Zahra was panting heavily. Her face was all red due to the lack of oxygen. He sucked the breath out of her. His kiss was so demanding and brutal that she could feel her lips tearing up. 'What he is punishing me for?' Her cheeks were wet by now. Her eyes were red and her lips were quivering with fear and pain. "Why are you doing this to me?" Her voice was broken. He didn't pay a mind to what she said and captured her lips in a soft and chaste kiss. Unlike his previous brutal and bruising one. He wrapped her legs around his waist and walked towards the bed while kissing her. His one hand was pressed onto her waist holding her and the other on the back of her neck. With a thud, he landed her onto the white-s
Everyone was frantically moving here and there like total lunatics. Their heart was thumping in their chest. Only one thing was in their mind, 'there should be no mistake.' The people sitting in the grey and blueish glass cabins of the office were filled with utter terror. They all knew their single mistake would humiliate to a level they never knew ever existed. So all of them were trying their best to control the hysteric nerves and survive the most havocal 5 minutes of their life as they were informed this morning there CEO, Irtaza Haider Syed will be on his rounds. It was to tell the news here and there, their eyes came out of the sockets. His name alone erupted the fire of fear in them because all of them knew who their boss was and what power he actually had.The rounds started after five minutes and all of the workers were trying hard to compose themselves. The hearts were beating wildly. All of them were well aware of how much a calculative and short-tempered man the CEO was an
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
TWO MONTHS LATERThe truth has revealed its cards now. Everything was open and visible to everyone. They knew what happened with Jaha Ara. What Shabbir did. What Agha did. Who was the culprit. And who was the victim. Agha was dead. Haider was dead. Nayab was dead. A month has passed since the demise of Haider. The last time he was found conscious was at the grave of Jaha Ara. They did not know what his last words were but only that woman who rested six feet down the ground. Haider has died of a weak heart. His heart became further weak when he had come to know about the truth of Jaha Ara and when he had realized that Jaha Ara had loved him. At the hospital, near his deathbed had stood there Nayab who had disconnected the ventilator, depriving his unconscious state from oxygen. Nayab was a nurse at the hospital where Haider was admitted. She had always considered Irtaza the reason for what has happened with her family and to avenge on her dead family, she decided to take Ha
As mentioned earlier, Haseeb took Dua back to Pakistan. The whole family was surprised to find the couple there. Her father had stopped everyone from asking any questions from Dua and let her relax so no one pressed her. He did not yet disclose about their nikkah to the family. He was just finding the right time. The right time that would come after knowing the reason behind his grandfather's hand in Dua's escape. Dua did not tell him anything, and he did not press her further as well. He had a hunch that there was something going on. Something heinous which had been kept from the whole family. The more he thought about it, the more puzzled he got. So he stood up and decided to confront Dua on his own again. The haveli was drowning in silence as the night had sprawled in the sky. Haseeb advanced towards Dua's room. Slowly, he turned the handle and entered and found her laying on the bed, turned to her left. Her eyes glimmering under the moon ight. Quiet yet conveyed her emotions.
They considered her as a threat. Both of them. To the legacy of her grandfather. That was why they had her escaped. Shabbir Haider would've sustained the blow of the whole world knowing the truth but his grandsons. Because they were to continue his legacy. He had really worked hard on both of them. And managed to make them as cruel as he had been. Jaha Ara was a thorn in his path which he efficiently plucked out. He wanted the mafia to grown and both his grandsons were his shoulders. If Dua had told them of the truth then an apocalypse would've fallen on him. An apocalypse which his old shoulders won't be able to sustain. His grandsons were his reflection and Shabbir Haider was well aware that what could be done to him by them because he made them what they were now. He had just put-forth these qualms infront of Dua and for the sake of good moments and good memories and the goodness she had noticed in him, she spared him from the wrath of both her brothers. Yet that moment when s
Two years later"What is my name?" His voice, dark, as he directed the question to the shivering soul. His men surrounding him. The cold weather of the States made him wear black long-coat, underneath which he wore, black pants and shirt. And his hands stuffed in his pockets, were covered with gloves. Black gloves. Which he usually wore whenever he'd go to such missions."Ha-haseeb... Haroon... S-syed," the man, on his knees, answered."Good," he sat down."Now tell me where is she?" he asked. "I...I don't know...sir,"And it was the last nail in the coffin as he lost patience. He shrieked out of annoyance and the gun which was in his grasp came down to that man's temple, making blood gush out of his forehead as he fell back."Where the fuck is she?" he asked again, widening his eyes. The man couldn't utter a word as he laid there, shivering. He shook his head to himself before squatting down to his level. His fingers threaded in that man's hair as he made him sit. Boring his eyes
A month.A month has been elapsed but there was no sign of Dua. The sky fell upon the haveli after comping to know of Dua's elopement. Despite trying and utilizing their hundred percent of resources, the trio, Irtaza, Shehryaar and Haseeb couldn't find Dua. She was gone.Gone for good.The day her absence and elopement was confirmed, Irtaza had straight away headed to investigate Zahra. FlashbackZahra was in her room, playing with her little baby girl Jaha Ara while Mujtaba played with a colorful ball somewhere in the room. A maid stood near Zahra to help her if she needed any.Zahra's eyes were sparkling with joy as she held her daughter's little and soft hands who was giving out a toothless smile."Sab sei pyara kaun hai?" she asked, playfully to her daughter, who couldn't understand anything but still gave out a jolly laugh.(Who is the most beautiful?)"Jaha Ara hai," Zahra said, brushing the pad f her forefinger against her little nose.(It s Jaha Ara)When suddenly the door
In the room, Irtaza's grey eyes were struck on his laptop screen as he was working on something. To his left laid Zahra whose small snorts were echoing in the room followed by the tick-tock of the clock.He had been trying to focus but his wife's snorts weren't letting him. It's been half an hour already. Her snorts were too heavy that first he had awaken up from his sleep and despite trying to focus on his work, he couldn't. Sighing, he atlast closed the lid of his laptop and placed it aside before laying down and bringing her closer to him. He scooped her in his arms and it was not long before he nuzzled into her neck. He couldn't resist inhaling her fragrance. It provided him calm.Whenever he would be upset, the only thing that could calm his nerves was her scent. "Senorita," he whispered in her ears, trying to wake her up. She gave no response and continued snorting."Senorita," her name again released from his mouth as his fingers caressed her earlobe."Wha...is..t, Irtaza?"
"Mama! Mama!" Two years, Mujtaba called out at Zahra who was making dinner in the kitchen. He rose his little hands and caught the hem of his mother's shirt as he was trying to stand up.Her eyes moved towards the wall clock as she quickened with her preparations."Gul zaadi!" Zahra called out for one of her maids and she came running."Yes madam?""Please can you take Mujtaba to his room," she said, before squatting down and grabbed the crawling toddler in her arms."What does my beautiful prince want?" she asked, running her finger against his little nose.Mujtaba laughed, opening his toothless mouth and moved his small hands towards his mother's cheek before rubbing his hands against her cheek."Ay! Ay! Ma! Ay" he uttered gibberish but Zahra smiled."Ma's life. Why are you so cute?!" She rubbed her nose against his and kissed his lips before handling Mujtaba to Gul and she took him away as Zahra continued making dinner.Today was Irtaza's birthday and she had decided to surprise hi
At the university, on insistence of her friend she went out for shopping that too without security and she couldn't inform him as her phone's battery was dead and her friend's phone had ran out of balance. She didn't want to go without informing him but her friend was insisting too much. "Hmn?" he slightly raised his brows when she didn't answer. "Out with my friend... to a restaurant," she answered. "And did you inform me?" "I was about to... but my phone ran out of battery" she mumbled the last part. "Then why didn't you tell by using someone else' phone?" he interrogated She couldn't find any answer to that. Her friend was persisting too much and she wasn't able to think straight so she just go with the flow. "And you didn't even take the security along with you?" he asked again, the slight anger was evident in his voice which made her heart skip a beat. "She felt awkward in my guard's presence," she replied, looking down. She knew she was at fault. He walked towards her
4 months later"Irtazaaaaa!" Zahra called out for him from inside the bathhroom."Yes?" he asked, standing infront the mirror getting ready for the office."Umm....actually..." she said, as if contemplating, blush creeping on her cheeks."Yes senorita?" he said, moving towards the restroom. A slight smirk playing on his lips, well aware why she was calling."Actually...""Yes actually?" he smiled."Bathrobe" she replied in one go, "where's my bathrobe. I didn't take any clothes and I know you've it. Give it to me, Irtaza!" she whined, forwarding her hand out of the door.He immediately took her cold hand in his warm ones, giving a kiss on her hand.She turned red."Irtaza...bathrobe""No" he said, leaning against the wall."Irtaza... give me bathrobe or I'll come out and.... huh" she stopped with a gasp on realising what she just said."Oh if that's the case, then I don't know what a bathrobe is. Come out senorita and tell me" he laughed."G acha. Ap ney keh dia aur mei maan gayi. Kal