All Chapters of Possession: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

People walked past him with their gazes held down and meekly greeting him. He only gave a curt nod to them and continued walking towards his lift. His domineering aura had them go past him fast as they could and try their best, not to match his eyes. Their heartbeat got erratic in his presence and they walked with their blood-pumping organ almost jumping into their throats. Nobody knew whose last day could it be at their work, their small mistake could lead them to a level of humiliation they never knew ever existed. After all, their CEO had his hawk-like calculative eyes on everyone but you would never know when he would be observing you. He got to his lift and hit the top floor button, where his office resided. On reaching there, he saw his second in command, Yawar, standing in front of his office door, delved into conversation with someone, unaware of the fact that he also stood there. He rested his eyes for a few moments on the man whom Yawar was walking before looking away. He

After passing through the lawn, their footsteps halted and they stood in front of a large brawny door that led into the house. Both of them were nervous. Amarra was nervous because if they were rejected from this place they'd probably have no place to live. She was utterly worried for her daughter. And Zahra was nervous because her subconscious kept signaling about something havoc. Moreover, she does not want to let anyone humiliate her mother. She knew her grandpa wouldn't accept her mother and let them live here easily. They had to pass through a great ordeal to live here. Ammara's hands reached for the doorknob. She stared at the same door knob which once Mujtaba had turned so they both could enter. A feeling of disbelief coursed through her. Was she really standing here again? Was her husband really gone? And she won't meet him ever? Their happily ever after was so short-lived. So short-lived that it choked her and brought tears to her eyes. Zahra was quick to be on her si

Tears filled in her fear-stricken eyes. She began to shiver in fear. All the scenes of her harassment begin to run in her mind like a tape. Her mind was chaotic, thinking about what he wanted from her. Somehow, she knew what he was doing here. A voice inside her kept saying that it was all because of the rejection. It's all because you rejected him right on the face in front of everyone but she paid no heed to it because this mere thought was making her tremble. "What do..o yo..u wan..t?" she stammered "Stand up," his voice menacing as he signaled with her gun. She only shook her head violently and clutched the blanket tightly. Her eyes widened. Her heart was beating in her ears and the utter trepidation made her want to throw up. She had no idea what frightened her more than the gun or his mere voice. He sighed and put down his gun, taking a step towards her. She only crawled back on the bed looking at him fearfully. He moved closer and placed his knee on the bed, while Zahra reac

Both of them were in the car, going back to haveli. Her head was resting against the headrest of the seat and her eyes closed. Her long lashes shadowing her milky cheeks. She looked calm outside, but a chaos was running inside her. Her mind flashed to the horrid memories of just fifteen minutes ago, which her system wasn't digesting. Flashback "Wh..at?" she asked in disbelief. "Yes, senorita. I will fuck you right here right now on this table or we will have our nikkah right here and right now," he said so calmly and coolly as if he was not discussing about their nikkah. She can't believe it. Her brain wasn't accepting the predicament she was currently in. Was he really asking about nikkah? No! I would never let him do anything! "No," she shook her head frantically, "No! you can't do that. No!" she shrieked. His eyes suddenly turned dark. His pupils dilated occupying the grey of his eyes. "Trust me, Zahra. Trust me with this, I can and I will," He spoke with a certainty in his

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