All Chapters of My Tormentor, My Savior : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Fear.....dread...... helplessness.... powerless.... wildness what not was there. Her whole body was shivering in fear. A wave of pang arose in heart of Sikandar. "N...n....no no don't b...b...beat me.... I will not go out... I will not go.... I will not g....go an....any.... anywhere." In a state of madness, she shouted. Her tears were flowing. "Biya...." Sikandar Shah hold her by her shoulders and shouted in anger. And Biya getting scared became mum. Her tears were streaming down. Her lips were badly trembling in an effort to say some words. Her face was sore because of the brutality Sikandar Shah inflicted on her last night. "I... I.... I will g....go." "I said, shut up Biya...." On her broken and unknown words, Sikandar Shah roared at her. And she quickly became silent. Now Sikandar Shah was making her lie on the bed. "I... I... I ....." "Just stay silent and lie." Sikandar Shah was red and Biya has to turn her eyes away from him. He went out and the tears which were ready for

Her mother was cooking in the kitchen when with a knock on the door she came out to the door. The door was knocked again. "Coming. Wait a little." "Hi, Mom." As she opened the door, Biya entered greeting her mother. "My Biya came." "Yes, Mom....how is Papa? She came to the lounge and dropped her dupatta aside while asking her mother, who bring the water for her. "He is feeling good now." "Mama, let me meet Papa then I will make lunch." Taking off her shoes, scarf, and bag she said, gazing at her mother adoringly. "No, you go and sit with your papa. You are tired. I myself will see the kitchen." Nodding her head, she walked towards her father's room. "How are you, papa?" Her father, who was lying straightly on the bed with his arm in his eyes, slide down his arm as he listened to the voice of Biya. "I'm good, my daughter." With a smile on his face, he looked at Biya who was leaning on him and dropping a kiss on his forehead. She then sat with him closely and took his both han

Biya is a unique and straightforward girl and a bit fiery. Her fierceness is for those who trie to be outspoken with her or lure her to themselves for no reason. By nature, she is a soft-hearted girl and according to her mother, she is badly caught by the germs of her kindness which made her help every troubled person. And in her that act of help, she forget about the loss she has to take on herself. Her mother is always afraid because of her habit, she quickly became angry. According to her mother, girls should be patient and calm by nature. While her father always supports her because her father knows that Biya doesn't become angry for no reason. While, on the other side there is a tall, handsome, and good-looking man Sikandar Shah. His killer dressing always intensifies his personality. He is well aware of his dashing look. That's why there is always an indication of arrogance in his gait. While walking in a style he seems more like a prince of the state. His facial look a

"Haya... make a cup of tea for me. My head is aching." Biya, who was sitting on the stairs writing her assignment, startled and looked up at her father. He was ignoring her and calling Haya for tea. In fact, he just likes the tea made by Biya. A deep pain arose in her heart. "Ok papa, I am making." Haya was tutoring some neighbor children when she got up. "Haya, you teach children, I will make tea." Haya was about to get up when Biya told her and quickly went to the kitchen. "Thank you, aapi (Sister). Children, quickly finish your work." "Come in." As he gave her permission, she came inside and find her father sitting on the chair. His head was resting on the back of the chair and his eyes were closed while he was rubbing his forehead. "Papa." Biya put her hand on his forehead, and he felt a wave of relief run down his soul. "Biya..." Her father took her hand down from his forehead, then she forwarded a tablet and glass of water in front of him. "Papa tablet." Zama

Biya was coming out of the washroom and in her carelessness, she didn't pay heed and went towards the family hall. But someone came in front of her and she ended up bumping with him very badly. She fell on the floor and held her head in her hands as she winced in pain. It felt to her as if her head was hit by something like a stone and it was broken. Her vision becomes blurry and everything seems dark to her. Sikandar Shah, who was wearing a branded three-piece suit with branded tie, expensive shoes on his feet, an imported expensive watch on his wrist, gel-applied hair, covering his eyes with expensive goggles, and holding an expensive iPhone closer to his ear, listening to an important call and walking with his stylish and arrogant style while entering the restaurant when after collision with someone his mobile slipped from his hand and fell very far from him. "What nonsense...." He burst into anger and looked at the one, who bumped with him. Biya came to her senses and after s