“Dad, I’m leaving for India.” Upon hearing Christian, Sanam frowned as the thought sounded unpleasant. His brows corrugated and he looked at his son with those pair of amber orbs. Heer, who was sitting on a couch, playing with Aurora could not help but look at her son, not understanding why he made the decision all of a sudden. As per what Sanam told her, she knew the matters related to work were being taken care of by their incredible managers. Then what was lacking, she wondered. “For what?” He asked. “A very important matter came up. I need to leave, and I’m willing to leave this evening.” Sanam’s eyes narrowed. He looked at Heer who nodded. She held Aurora’s hand and got up, muttering something into her ear to which she agreed excitedly and made her way out with her grandmother. Once the ladies left, Sanam said, “I know the exact reason, son. I know it’s not related to work.” Christian swallowed. Nervousness knocked on his brain but he was well-trained in the matters of con
That night Hazel did not think that another visitor would come to meet her. She was sliding the curtains close in her room to go to sleep when Eliseva’s messenger Mahru came to tell her that a customer had come for her tonight. As soon as she heard this, her blood ran cold due to fear. She clutched the fabric of curtains which was in her hands in anticipation because she did not know how to escape from this new man. Mahru left her room and Hazel sat on her bed, lost in fear. She began to fidget with the corner of her white-coloured kameez between her fingers, not knowing if even a per cent of her restlessness would cease by doing it. The door of her room opened and she jolted up from her place. Her widened eyes stared at the man who stood before her. His eyes were bloodshot red, and it terrified her more than she already was. He was long and intimidating. His bloody hazel eyes stared at her maliciously like he was going to tear her limbs apart. He took a step in her direction and
October is over. The wind was blowing even colder. The sun started shining in the sky only in the afternoon and what was worse was that he was getting married the very next day. While taking down the old curtains of her room, she was thinking about Christian. She remembered the date of his marriage as it was printed and announced the same day, but now she did not feel like crying anymore. Maybe she had already shed so many tears that now they seemed over — overly consumed. But the thing was that she had already suffered so much that now crying over such a small thing seemed foolish to her. However, the memory of him was still stinging in her chest. She was unable to get him out of her mind, her heart, and her body. He seemed deeply dissolved in her. “Hazel…” She turned to check the person who called her from behind. She trod to her door, putting the curtains on her bed before she reached the door and opened it. Rabiya was standing at the door. She was grinning, Hazel had no idea wh
She hiccuped again as tears from her big hazel eyes cascaded down her wet pink cheeks. She closed her eyes with an inhale of short breath, still replaying what happened an hour ago in her room. He was there. He was there to take her back but she refused. How badly she wanted him to be single before he decided to come back to her, only she knew this. Just someone else’s forced presence between them was keeping her away from him. She was not unaware that the moments she spent with Christian were never as good as she could trust him but she was attached to him. It was bound to make her feel so deeply attached to him when the two of them spent every night with each other. The body is probably made to bind the souls, her mind could not hate this thing. She felt it. No, she was feeling it. But luck was probably never on her side. “Hazel,” the door of her room opened as Irene stepped inside. She carefully looked at Hazel who was sitting at the entrance to the terrace side of her room. He
“Did you talk to him? What did he say, Mr Daud?” The old man asked worriedly. From the corner of his eye, he saw his daughter listening to him keenly. Her face held restlessness and she was anxiously tapping on the wooden table’s surface with her pointed manicured red painted nails.The man on the other side sighed before he answered something very unexpected and saddening to them that he could feel his heart skip a beat. “He won’t be—but he promised us! You promised us, Mr Daud! How could he do this?!” Colour drained from his daughter’s face when she heard her father almost yelling at the man on the other side. He was upset. So damn upset! Her eyes squinted when her father stopped yelling just to do it again with a lot more anger than before. “What the hell! This is ridiculous! Look, Mr Daud, if your son couldn’t make it happen then I’ll destroy the damn reputation of—”His jaw clenched and before he could answer Mr Daud—Sanam, the call disconnected and he cursed a bunch of profan
“Escaped?” He whispered to himself, while the officers took Eliseva out of the mansion. The girls were also under custody, following Eliseva. Some of them were happy while some were sad. Like Rabiya, Rukaiya and her friends who did not feel anything wrong with that work. Still thinking about her, he went to the officer, asking about the girls. “You’re right, Mr Daud. Three girls are missing. One of them is now freed but the others…” “Escaped.” He completed it for the officer. He nodded curtly, before elaborating. “The girls are Irene Johnson and Hazel Paulose. We’re sending the cops to get their information. The paths are also blocked. Nobody’s allowed to go out of the area without checking. We’ll find them soon.” The officer assured Christian but he was not convinced. His heart was not going to get peace until his eyes got the look on her face. Since yesterday. It has been a complete twenty-four hours he spent in restlessness. He came here just to take her back but she had alr
“Christian!” Gabriella shrieked, anxiously marching into his house. There was silence in his living room. Darkness spread around, mixed with that silence. Her voice boomed between the walls but nothing bothered her. She was furious. “Christian!” She called him again, heading to his room, and hurriedly ascending the stairs. She held the railing as she started running upstairs, not caring about her feet as she was running on heels. She was anxious, angry and anticipated. She was dealing with a lot more than what people could see. There was turmoil inside her. “Listen to me!” She banged on the door which was opened. She went inside and at the same moment, Christian walked out of his bathroom, wearing a pair of sweatpants. Water droplets were hanging through his hair. Some of them were resting on his dark eyelashes. His amber eyes were narrowed. His jaw was set and he looked annoyed. Of course, he heard her yelling while he was taking a bath. She sounded crazy and he needed to throw h
This is flashback *****“Gabby,” he whispered, shaking her shoulder a bit. She squirmed, groaning, showing she did not want to get up but Christian was shocked beyond measure. He had no idea how he ended up there. With Gabriella. And how was that even possible? He did not even look at her that way. “Gabby,” he called her again, sounding slightly worried.He knew he would never do such a thing when he was sober then how did it happen? Was he wasted? So wasted that he did not even notice that the girl was his friend. He could not believe himself! Suddenly his eyes formed tears when he realized how filthy he worked last night. Though he had no clue how he ended up in that position, he knew it was only his mistake that he could not even deny his desires. You should have at least spared your friend, you asshole! The voice inside his head boomed and he clutched his forehead, trying to remember last night. Well, nothing helped him and then, Gabriella also woke up, yawning next to him whi