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Obsession Chapter 11 (ii)
Half an hour elapsed as now she sat in her new office allotted to her. It was spacious and vast than her previous office. Had an exceptional ventilating system and it felt cozy. Through the large window you could have the view of almost the whole city. A large sofa was on the left. And the table was also huge and well organized. It was much better than her previous one but she wasn't happy. She felt aloof of all the things. Her heart felt down and empty.All in all she was depressed and anxious. The only thing that she wanted the most out of all was somehow get out of Shehryaar's clasps. She couldn't talk back to him, she couldn't resist to his touches because it was engraved within her mind that what he could do if things don't go in his way. He would go to every length in order to assure of what leaving his lips comes the truth. She vividly remember, that night she had denied to him alot of times but every time he drove that resistance out of her and by the end of night, it beca
Obsession Caught
Sitting in his office, his eyes were analysing a document sent by one of his colleagues. Narrowing as he focused his grey eyes on a specific piece of information when his thick lashes moved down and his attention was driven to a call as he picked it up and raised his cell phone to his ear. It was a black-berry. Specified for his urgent calls or any high-profile detail related to under-world. "Ali Ahmed-194 reporting from cc dept," "Say," he asked. "The FBI is after you sir," "Confirm?" "Yes sir. In order to locate the spy they already sent to you who had gone missing," "Male, female? "No info known regarding that. They want to dug in the information of your other businesses that you do under the name of this company," "Fine. Who is the head of this mission?" "It was the minister that was killed by Shigri. The agency now assigned this task to person unknown," "Hence this mission has been going on since a while," his brows rose with a little smirk on his lips. "Yes sir. And
Obsession Burnt
Her imploring eyes looked at him and the callousness in them haunted her, making her want to act upon as he say. Slowly, her shivering lips moved and she slightly opened them. "Pull out your tongue," A few moments passed but she didn't, unable to guess what was going on in his mind when a metallic sound rose in the silent atmosphere and her eyes fell on the gun he had placed just placed on the table. Slowly, she pulled out her tongue out of her lips and as soon as she did that, the very instant, he held her tongue between his fingers and placed the burning end of smoke on her tongue. A scream erupted from her throat when he changed the position and placed the cigar on another area of her tongue. She felt her tongue burning and the ashy taste of cigaratte on her tongue. Tears flow down her eyes followed by sobs. He was burning her tongue. She couldn't even ask him to stop nor pull back because that would strech her tongue. The intensity of hotness she felt on her tongue was u
Obsession Alone again
She had been so nervous while sitting next to him that whatever he was explaining her went out of her mind. And now she sat infront the laptop screen, not able to understand what to do. The work he had given her was non theoretical and a bit technical. You needed to understand first in order to carry out what you would be doing. On and on her hands would fix her hair, then she would move her fingers on her forehead trying to recall what he had been saying. But the only picture that came in her mind was his grey eyes. Out of fear, she wasn't even looking up. Almost fifteen minutes have passed and she had done nothing. She was constantly tapping her foot against the floor and rubbing her hands together out of impatience and nervousness. She felt like sitting in some exam hall and the deadly invigilator was sitting just infront and all the while she just had to act that she knows what she has been doing. Just like now. All the while Sheharzaad had been passing him an impression that
Obsession Maniac
Her small snores were the only sound that could be heard in the dark and quiet lounge. She was drifted in her wonderland as her sleeping form wasn't aware of two empty and soulless pits staring at her. Deadly and expressionless. Empty and blank. No emotions swirling in them. Rather the most primitive and sacred emotion of love had died within the owner of those eyes years ago and all that was left were two void and deep orbs. Deeper than the deepest sea. Darker than the darkest night. But they were focused on her angelic face as if he was a moth and she, the fire. A weird tranquillity appeared in those eyes for a second on seeing her laying there and it was gone as soon as it came. The sudden swirl of emotions got locked as the coldness masked the eyes again. Placing the glass of beer that he had on the table, he stood up and moved further towards her. Kneeling down, his face came parallel to hers as now his eyes could have a complete view of her. Beautiful The first word tha
Obsession Paled face
A week has passed but Sheharzaad didn't hear of him. She kept on coming to the company but came to know that Shehryaar was not here as he had gone to his home, not in this city. She was more than happy but she had to complete certain tasks before his return. She wanted to work but not with him and since he was not here, she felt more free and independent and this was the best time to put her plan in action on which she has been working. Hannan had came to the office and she met him. She was shook to the core on seeing him injured and beaten. Upon asking, he told her a group of goons has beaten him. She figured it out whose craft it was. One and only, Shehryaar, only because Hanna tried to be close to Sheharzaad. He told her he was still in the search of a customer for her house. Within a few days, most probably, he would find one and get it sold. She had a breath of relief atlast. Things were going as she wanted. ... "I know who you are," Sheharzaad told the girl. "What do y
Obsession Marry her?
Flashback "Shehryaar son, go make your life. Until when you would continue to be like this? " his father uttered with tears filled in his eyes while he sat next to him. His father's health was deteriorating day by day. Shehryaar knew what had been eating him from inside. He was aware his father didn't have the will to live left in him. Since the day his mother was caught with another man in the bedroom she shared with his father, his father had been heartbroken. His father, Haider and mother, Jaha Ara had been bonded in an arrange marriage but more often they seemed like a couple immensely in love with each other. As if it wasn't an arrange but a love marriage. Haider fell in love with Jaha Ara the very day his eyes fell on her. She was standing in the middle of that garden full of roses, azaleas, lillies but to him, she was the most beautiful flower. He had requested his father Shabbir to get him married to Jaha Ara. His father and Shehryaar's grandfather who was the mafia don
Obsession The lead
It was 4 p.m. and now was the time to go home but she needed to inform her boss first before leaving the office.At the same time she didn't even want to see his face. The moment she had read that contract, her heart exploded into an unfathomable rage. She wanted to kill him in that moment but she stored all her rage within her heart. That rage would play a key role as a fire in her mission to take her revenge from Shehryaar. She would also give him the same pain which he gave her. If not same then atleast close. The company he sits in, the mafia he runs, she would destroy it all. She would gather evidence and give it to Khaleda and if Khaleda won't help she would release it to the press but she would go to every length.She would go down but not without a fight.But what was tensing him was the fear that had been settled within her.She knew this fear would have her commit a mistake. And even if it is a minor one, given how apt and sharp he was, he would guess it right away that some
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