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HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR FIVE
AYRA’s POV:It’s been almost a week since I had stepped into the Durani Villa. The therapy session wasn’t going well as Mrs Johara used to do her best in order to skip every session she wanted. She really wasn’t interested in doing anything that could bring her back towards her previous health.“It’s evening and we should start your therapy.” I said as soon as I entered the room only to find her busy watching reels on her phone.“Mrs Joahara.” I said with an exasperated expression. I didn’t know what to do with her as she was least concerned about her health as if she didn’t want to stay healthy at all. But lying on the bed all day and roaming around the Villa on her wheel chair was the easiest task but that’s not why I was there as a therapist.“I am tired. I don’t want to do any therapy session.” She declared and my shoulders were slumped. I sat down in front of her on the couch as I was about to say something when she turned her phone off.“Now will you scold me for not doing anyth
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR SIX
AYRA’S POV:“…he is a little scary.” I admitted that to my uncle on phone as he used to call once in a while to know about my whereabouts or if I need some kind of help or not.“What do you mean by scary? He won’t know anything even he finds out you are from the same Baloch tribe which they killed because there are a lot of Mirzas. What is scary then?” He asked giving an explanation himself.“I mean…he is like a closed book and I don’t know what’s going on inside his mind. That’s scare me.” I said biting my lower lip as I was sitting on the can chair on my small balcony as the night was dark because of the moon getting blocked by the pure white clouds and so was the case with the stars.“You will find out soon. You have to. He is the mastermind of the house. Everyone had secrets. You just have to find out what he is hiding. He must have left a clue for us to drag him down and show the people how he killed your family and ruin many smiles of other families back then.” With that and few
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR SEVEN
AYRA’S POV:“That should be her concern not yours.”My breath hitched as I with difficulty passed down the bile down my throat as if it was most difficult task in his presence. Sabreena stood up in order to greet him and so did I as I was also a type of servant at that time for these people. I didn’t even dare to look up at him as I didn’t even mumble any greeting like Sabreena as one was enough for both of us and I wondered even if that would bother him as seeing him once in a week was evidence of how busy he was.“I didn’t know therapists lack manners too.” His deep masculine voice echoed in the dining room as I bit my lower lip as soon as I realized that stamen was for me.“Good morning Mr Durani.” I greeted in the most professional way while looking at his shoes where my reflection could be seen properly. They were dazzling under the lights of the dining area.“Walikum Asalam.” He greeted back making me bit the inside of my lower lip as salam was a warm greeting whereas good morni
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR EIGHT
AYRA’S POV:“You sure?” He took one step closer to me and that was it. I was caught as I couldn’t breathe properly after that.“I was just looking at the interior.” It’s just like you dark-themed. I couldn’t convey my actual thought to him as at that time I was finding it hard to look everywhere but his eyes. His cologne was so strong that it was paralyzing my thoughts but I still managed out to blurt out a lie. His lips curved slightly like a glimpse of a shooting star and then died down instantly as the moment he moved forward I clenched my eyes shut but I soon realized he walked past me to sit on his revolving chair.Letting out my breath which I didn’t know was stuck was for too long I turned around fidgeting my fingers to find him gesturing me to sit on one of the chairs in front of his table.Obediently I sat down as I mumbled. “The interior is good.”There wasn’t any need to say that as it was a useless statement but I wanted to support my lie. I had to find out where his impor
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR NINE
AYRA’S POV:We did it finally. For the whole hour I made her take the therapy but ignoring all the faces she was making the whole time. She acts like a child sometimes. She could do anything she wanted unless she denied for her therapy sessions. We were finally done as we did that in the lawn and both of her skin was red due to the sun shiny brightly above our heads but it was winter so it felt good ignoring all the sweat we were having at that time. My concern was more for Mrs Johara as it must be painful for her as her joints were fused and her bones were weak too.I added many vitamins and other supplements in her diet so that she could have even strength for her exercises.The whole time my head was roaming around his office as I didn’t see any specific locker in there but as a consequence of his hawk like eyes, I also couldn’t give that office a thorough a scan. According to me how wouldn’t just have everything in soft copy as he must have a hard copy of all his sins too and by s
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TEN
AYRA’S POV:No matter how strong I have become by the miseries of my life I still hadn’t matured my heart according to the circumstances or it was just the human nature. We could control our emotions as long as the matter is of expressions but what is going on inside our body especially the war between mind and heart that always let you to do excessive overthinking is where all humans are same. Being strong depends on how keenly you can hide what’s going on in your insides and that’s the game changer for most of the people. People who tell everyone about their next step are either too stupid or too confident and I was neither of them. I couldn’t be sure of anything until the proper results are out. That’s how indecisive I was and still I was here ready to take down the Duranis.“We have reached.” Akeel stopped the car in front of that fancy restaurant. I had already given him the location as I didn’t know the area myself.Akeel dropped us off and stomped away with his car. He would be
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR ELEVEN
AYRA’S POV:Sometimes the world in so cruel. By world the meaning is people. People are the most dangerous because they had one thing which is more effective in the most hazardous and the most saccharine way at the same time. Yet there are some people who would rather not close their mouth and decide to hurt people just by the use of their words and then there are the people who are kind enough and know the rules of human ethics or I should say they know that others have a heart too and they have feelings bubbling inside. My uncle came in the people of the first category. He would say anything even though he didn’t have a ruthless personality. He always cared for me but his words were always harsh. I remember my father as he had smile always on his face whenever he used to communicate with us. I smiled as I remember he always used to smile whenever he came home and then his smiles brightened when he saw my mother. These were the vague images in my head as I was too young to make enoug
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWELVE
AYRA’S POV:“Will you marry my son?”These five words suddenly made the existence of even air to vanish and have the least value in front of me at that time. She asked me the thing that could never cross my mind not even in my most unconscious state full of delusions.“S-sorry?” I asked looking a little dumbfounded as I had covered her securely with the duvet but my eyes weren’t even widened by her words as I was this much shocked that my eyes went teary sparkling with the water in them. I thought this was some kind of joke or she was really upset that made her talk like this.“I was just thinking that why would a random girl marry my son just like that. Even if he found a girl in a café or restaurant, she would give expressions just like you or she will marry him looking at his wealth. I want my Zaroon to have a girl who would give him all her love. How can a random girl can love him even if she is kind hearted and the nice girl you can’t force her to love my son. It’s all fate. Crue
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