Her Ruthless Professor

He wore a waistcoat on his black shirts and pants, then picking up a wristwatch, he wore it on his white veiny wrist. At last, he settled his brown chocolate hair and descended the stairs, coming down.His white-turned-red color, his high-standing nose, his deep blue eyes, which always give cold vibes to the one in front of him, and the strict expressions always apparent on his face make Zaviyaar Khan look strict in his nature. "Zaviyaar, are you out of your mind? What craziness are you up to?" Habib Khan asked him in a strict voice. Because suddenly his son was leaving the business of his family and was interested in serving as a professor in a low-standard university on an ordinary salary."I'm not supposed to follow your decisions." He also retorted to him in a harsh voice. His white facial color turned crimson red. His warm blood was boiling in his nerves because he is a Pathan who can go to any extent for the sake of their honour."By doing this ordinary job you want to degrade u

Anaaya looked at her face in the mirror where she saw the marks of fingers were still visible slightly. She took out a concealer and properly covered her face with makeup. Today her mood was spoiled early in the morning. Last night, she didn't sleep properly. Now her eyes were turning red because of sleep deprivation and her head was also feeling heavy. Without having breakfast, she left for the university. Shehroz called her so many times but she didn't stop. After reaching the university, she went to the cafeteria to take tea. It was morning time so the cafeteria wasn't crowded much. On only two tables, students were sitting.After taking her tea, she turned back and went to the empty place on the back side of the ground. A lot of trees were implanted there. She leaned against a tree. With the cold breeze of the morning, she was enjoying taking her tea. "When will the chairperson come back? I can't wait anymore." From behind the trees, Anaaya listened to someone's heavy voice. She

Today Anaaya missed attending his lecture. She really wants to avenge him for his act. She went to the parking area and asked the security guard about Zaviyaar's car. The guard eyes her with a suspicious look. After that, Anaaya left the place. She came back after a while when the guard left this place of the duty. As she saw the parking area was empty, she quickly ran and came near the car of Zaviyaar. She took out lipstick from her bag and wrote in big letters some words like 'thug, mad, and goon' on the glass of his car. She was feeling a strange kind of happiness as she saw her work on his new BMW car. Her delight for her action was also visible on her face. She dusted her hands after finishing her work and put empty lipstick back in her purse. To applause herself, she patted herself on the shoulder and then looking back and forth in her surroundings, she walked out hurriedly. After Zaviyaar delivered his lecture, he came out of the class and straight to his car. As he came to t

She was wearing a simple yellow shirt and trousers with a shawl around her shoulders. Taking lazy steps, she reached near the office of Zaviyaar. She knows Zaviyaar is about to scold her and no one knows what if he shoots her."Please Allah, save me just for this time. I don't believe in this thug, don't know whether he shoot me with the gun." She murmured, wetting her dry lips."Instead of standing here and praying for yourself, it's better to take the punishment of your wrongdoings." Zaviyaar, who had been noticing someone's presence outside of his office for a long time, opened the door. He clenched his lips and mocked her after seeing her praying for herself. "I…I didn't do any such thing so why would you punish me?" On Zaviyaar suddenly speaking, on the one side if she got scared then at the other moment, she quickly straightened, speaking in a firm voice. Zaviyaar changed his demeanour. He looked to his right and left, grabbing her by the arm, he pulled her into the office and

"Hey boy, hurry up. The professor will eat me alive if I get late." Anaaya, who was about to walk out of the cafeteria right after purchasing things for herself, alerted her ears as she heard the peon's voice. The peon grabbed the cup of tea and walked out while Anaaya rushed to the juice stall and purchased a packet of salt and handed the counter boy money, she ran behind the peon."Listen…" Anaaya stopped the peon on the way. "There, sir Akram is calling you." She told him quickly."I will listen to him once I give the tea." With a frown on his forehead, the peon told her."Look there, sir Akram is calling you." She gestured to him with her hand. As the peon turned his neck in the direction of her hand, she quickly poured the salt into the tea."Girl, where is he? I can't see anyone there." The peon asked a bit angrily."It seems he has gone now." She quickly turned around and ran. The peon glared at her and went towards the office of Zaviyaar to give him tea.Zaviyaar just took a