“Maybe, just maybe we’re being unfair to Aamiya forcing her into this. What if she doesn’t want Asfand as her husband?” Her father spoke to her mom.
“You haven't seen the way she is these days. She can’t stand a day without him and you are going on about her not accepting him. She just needs to accept the truth and start thinking of him as her husband. She’ll be fine.”
Asfand spoke to Dad, he said that the wedding was a must if he wanted Aamiya to accept him anytime soon.
The wedding took place 15 days later. Aamiya looked gorgeous and didn’t put up much of a fight after she had seen their childhood Nikah pictures. She didn’t know what she wanted, the right of choosing her spouse was taken from her. She stopped thinking and let things go with their flow.
On their wedding night, Aamiya and Asfand entered the room and quietly got ready to sleep. Aamiya hadn’t spoken much to him. She looked so forlorn sitting on the bed, that Asfand couldn’t handle it. He went and sat on his side of the bed, “Doll, I am not expecting anything from you, try to relax and sleep.”
Tears welled up in her eyes and she moved towards him. Asfand pulled her closer and onto his lap with her face tucked away in her neck. Asfand hugged her tightly, “Don’t cry, baby. You know it hurts me to see you cry.”
Aamiya pulled back and looked into his eyes, “I am losing my mind. I don’t know how to deal with this change.”
Asfand stared at her, “Give us a chance, if you still don’t want me, I will let you go.” Knowing that letting her go would mean that he would die. For him, living without her wasn’t possible. She was his life.
Aamiya nodded and placed her head on his shoulder. A while later, it was evident that she had dozed off in his arms. The effect of his touch was still the same, even though a lot had changed.
Asfand spoke to her dad the next day. “Dad, I want to take her away for a few days.”
“Tell me where, I’ll book your tickets.” Dad said.
“No, not that far. I was thinking of making a trip to Murree. She likes it and I want to be able to return whenever required.” He said and Dad agreed.
Aamiya wore a beautiful grey gown for the reception. She looked quite like a doll. Asfand fought to resist her. He couldn’t take his eyes off her, even after a glance.
Aamiya’s mother was used to him getting lost, looking at her. He really was crazy for her. Her mother shook her head at him, smiling widely.
“Aamiya, you’re our daughter. We never would've put you in a situation knowing it would hurt you. He loves you a lot and we know it. No one can make you happier than him. You're not sure of your feelings yet, which is why I want you to focus on them on this trip. Trust me, you will get all the answers you seek.” Her mother spoke softly to Aamiya, making her nod.
After the reception was held, the new couple packed and left for Murree.
They reached Murree around midnight. Asfand took the keys from Noor Ali and asked him to leave. Aamiya was really tired, she changed into her night suit and went to bed. When Asfand entered the room after checking around the house, he saw Aamiya stretched out on the bed, wiggling her slightly red toes.He sat on the bed and asked her, “What’s wrong?” He was dead tired himself.“My feet hurt, I am never going to wear heels again.” She muttered softly, pouting.Asfand let out a low chuckle, he was aware that Aamiya didn’t like wearing heels, she couldn't stand the pain afterwards. Afand took her feet, placed them in his lap and started rubbing them gently.Aamiya tried to pull her feet away, “Asfi, please don’t.”Asfand looked at her sharply, “Why? I don’t think comforting you is going to make me any less of a man.” He spoke and Aamiya went silent.Aamiya enjoyed the massage for a while and then said, “I feel better now. Asfi, please stop.”
The next morning, Asfand was getting ready for the meeting, when Aamiya went to him.“I don’t want to stay here alone.” She pouted. Asfand turned towards her and kissed her forehead.“I will be back before lunch.” He tried to make her understand.“Take me with you.” She said, fluttering her eyelashes.“I will be busy, you’ll only be bored.” Asfand said.“Please.” She pleaded and Asfand conceded.“Ok. Get ready. We’ll even do lunch and shopping after.” He said.“You’re the best, Asfi!” Aamiya exclaimed and placed a quick kiss on his cheek, running away to get ready.They headed out after breakfast. Arriving at the office, the employees were shell shocked to see Asfand smiling and being calm. They were used to their hardcore boss. And now, seeing him be so sweet with a girl was nothing but a huge surprise for them.Asfan took Aamiya to his office. She took a seat on the furthest sofa, away from his table and got busy on her p
She straightened suddenly, and before Asfand could figure out what was happening, she was straddling his lap.“Doll..” Asfi rasped.Before he could say anything else, Aamiya placed her lips on his. It was a mere brush of lips. Asfand was shocked to his core. As Aamiya started to pull away, Asfand grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her back down again. He kissed her hungrily, sucking on her tongue and biting her lips. He wasn’t able to control himself, his imagination didn’t hold a candle next to the reality. Her sweet taste was driving him crazy.When pulled away to breathe, Aamiya shoved her face in his shoulder. “I wanted to see if I would like being intimate with you.” She mumbled against him, her heart pounding loudly.Asfand smiled widely and pulled her face to look up. “So, how did it go?” He asked, teasingly. She went more red than she already was.“Asfi, don’t tease me.” She whined and hid her face again. Asfand let out a chuckle, he placed
After returning to Islamabad, Aamiya got busy with her studies as she had a lot to catch up on. She was busy writing something, when Asfand came into their room one evening.He went to her and gently patted her head, “Assalamualaikum, Doll.” He greeted and took a seat beside her. Aamiya leaned into him involuntarily and returned the greeting. He placed a kiss on her forehead, then one down on her nose. Aamiya closed her eyes in bliss. She knew that he would kiss her lips next. When she didnt feel anything for a while, she opened her eyes in confusion.“Can I kiss you? Do you want it?” Asfand asked, his breath fanning her lips.Aamiya reddened, she should’ve known that he wasn’t going to kiss her without being sure of her feelings. She nodded her head and gave his chin a small kiss. Before she knew it, Asfand was on her lips. He kissed her softly, licking her lips, sucking them. Aamiya placed her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. His touch was something sh
Her parents came into the room after a while, to inquire about his health.“He will be discharged in an hour. The doctors just want to make sure there are no internal injuries.”“How is the boy on the bike?” Asfand asked about the person he got into the accident with.“He is fine, you turned away your car before you could hit him. He just fell onto the road. You’re the one who’s hurt.” Her father informed him.-------------The doctor checked on Asfand one last time and then he was allowed to leave. Aamiya took care of him all the time. 4 days later, he was feeling a lot better, but Aamiya refused to let him go to the office.“No. The doctor said a week, and Dad is handling everything perfectly. Don’t you worry.” She said. Then pouted teasingly, “OR is it that you’re bored of me?” She asked.Asfand pulled her to him, “Can that ever happen?” He asked and kissed her nose, while she let out a sweet giggle. They spent their days watc
A few months later,Asfand was on a call, when Aamiya went to him in the living room. She waited for a moment and pouted when she realized his call would take longer to finish. Still pouting, she started to go away when Asfand caught her hand and pulled her into his lap. Showing no resistance, she sighed and buried her head in his shoulder. Asfand continued his conversation and kept stroking her arm. When finished, he kissed her forehead and asked. “What happened to my doll?”He had a vague idea as to what was going on, she was getting tired a lot lately and had missed her menstrual cycle for about 2 months. She hadn’t noticed but he did.“I’m just feeling down.” She said with a pout.“Is that so? Why don’t we go for a long drive?” He asked lovingly, making her smile.He took her to the doctor first. “Why are we here?” She asked in confusion.“Because we need confirmation.” He said with a smile and took her inside.It was thus co
“Why are you doing all this?” Asfand kept talking, until he was sure that on one was left in the room.“The Government should listen to us.” Was all they said before raising their gun at him. Asfand smiled, knowing very well what was about to happen. He knew there was nothing to stop it, so he just accepted it.He was shot in the shoulder, in his legs, ribs and close to his heart. The last thing he saw before his vision went dark was Aamiya.A few minutes later, the Army started attacking the terrorists. They were taken down and the injured victims were taken to the hospital. An officer saw that Asfand was still barely breathing, and rushed him to the hospital. But knew that there was no chance of his return.When the hospital called Aamiya, she fell unconscious. Her mother called the ambulance for her. Hell had broken down on the family. Asfand was in the hospital and Aamiya refused to come around. Aamiya was taken into the ambulance where her nose started b
Zarmeenay Jahangir- Aged 18Our shy, sweet and bubbly girl. She loves her grandparents the most and is an honest person, who sees the entire world in balck and white.Hazik Sheraazi- Aged 27A cold, ruthless and a fearless man. He refuses to show emotion, as the head of the Sheraazi family (a mafia family) who rule the country with an iron fist.What will happen when Zarmeenay enters the life of him who is known as the Devil?Aamir Sheraazi- Aged 52Aamir is the father of Hazik. He may be a ruthless monster for the outside world, but he is a loving man to the people of his family.Rikza Sheraazi- Aged 48A graceful woman, the wife of Aamir Sheraazi. She loves her family the most. She doesn’t cower away from the mafia life, and has stood by her husband on every occasion.PROLOGUE“Zarmeenay, we are moving back to Islamabad. It is time we return home.” Zarmeenay’s grandfather said, making her eyes widen wit