Mature content ahead. You've been warned. ............................. The door of his room opened and she came out, slowly before closing the door. Her body was quivering with aftershocks, he was relentless, he hadn't let her wait for a second and orgasms after orgasms had continuously hit her. She felt humiliated at her own body's reaction. Pain was etched on her face as she limped towards the stairs. Her hair were opened and she was cladded in her black bridal dress. She was slowly limping towards the stairs when the pain between her legs increased and she immediately sat down on the floor, the pain was too much for her. Her whole body was in immense pain, her face was blemished with red and blue marks while her whole body was covered with red and purple hickeys which started from her neck. She was trying to breathe but as if her breath was stuck in her throat, she couldn't breathe properly, her private area was throbbing and burning with pain but she knew she cant spend the
Suddenly, the door knocked, grabbing her attention and she immediately covered her face with her hair so no one can't see the marks on her face. Two maids entered inside causing her to abruptly sit up. "Good morning ma'am." she greeted, holding a glass of water in her hands along with a some medicines. "Good morning" Zahra greeted back in her low voice, shielding her face with her hair. The maid handed the after pill and the water to Zahra, which she took. "Ma'am you've to take these pills whenever-" "I got it" she answered before the maid could continue, it was so humiliating for her and gulped down the pill before passing the glass back to maid. "These are your clothes for today" she pointed towards the maid who was behind her, holding a hanger in her hand, on which a dress was hung, "and the washroom is there, all the toiletries are present, after taking shower you'll be having your breakfast and ma'am you're not allowed to leave this room until sir calls you." she told. "And
"Only me, you, Yawar and Moosa bhai knew that I was incharge of that warehouse where Daniyal was kept. I was going towards the warehouse the day before when suddenly some masked men kidnapped me and then they threatened me over my mother's life. In pressure, I had to call the security head of that warehouse and demanded him to leave the warehouse along with all security guards as there is a bomb in it. Then I dont know what happened but I was well aware that Daniyal had ran away in the mean time." Amman explained the situation to Irtaza and Moosa. But he clearly missed out that he also told Haseeb about the warehouse where Daniyal was kept. Irtaza closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose, all this scenario was confirming his assumptions more and more that there is a traitor in them. "Then they released me after 4 to 5 hours, they would've killed me but they wanted me to break the news of Daniyal's escape on you. I didn't has any phone so I called Haseeb as I only remember hi
And his thoughts these days were just occupied by Zahra. Her betrayal was what he could never forget, he had warned her every single time, never to betray him. After the betrayal of his mother, his heart was not able to sustain the betrayal of the woman for whom he had waited his whole life, who helped him to forget the ultimate betrayal of his mother. He had loved his mother, in his childhood he used to share every little thing with his mother but after that night, his heart had closed his gates for everyone but Zahra, he was not a person to trust someone easily and the woman he trusted after his mother also betrayed him. He didn't know why but he didn't want to believe that Zahra could be so cunning and manipulative to plot out this whole plan. His heart wanted to trust her but her betrayal always hindered him to do so. He knew he can't trust her again. He loathed her, he hated her but at the same time he loved her. It was a twisted love. Though he knew he was way too much harsh
He stared directly in her irises. They were fear filled, anticipation clouding them, she could feel her breathing getting ragged just like last night. Her face still also held the same innocence, the only reason for which he had fallen for her, beauty was just a plus point. He wondered is she really that innocent? He was confused whether to believe his heart or mind. His mind wanted to punish her but his heart wanted to cherish her, love her. There was a clash inside him, but he couldn't bring it in himself to trust her again. If he had received betrayal once from a person, he can never trust that person again no matter how guilty he becomes later of his crime. Betrayal was the ultimate crime to him. He can forgive anything but betrayal. The worst punishment in his mafia is of a traitor and here he is in love with that traitor. He still loved her, despite everything she had done to him, his heart could not hate her but he can't trust her again. Yet according to him, she deserves pu
"Did you take the pills?" he asked, distracting her chain of thoughts. "Yes. I did." "Hmm" "Ca..n I as..sk-" she stuttered but he cuts in. "Stop stuttering. And get to the point." "Are we going to ha...veli?" she asked, breathlessly scared of his reaction. "No" he replied and her head hung low. The only spark of hope was lost too. They were not going to haveli. Silence. No words were exchanged after that. A few minutes later, they reached a mansion, the guards opened the door, already knowing whose car it is. They let the car in and they both got out, he handed the key to chauffeur to park the car in garage. He held her hand and walked inside the mansion, it was quite huge and opulent. As soon as they entered inside, her eyes met Moosa's and a sudden happiness spark in them. He seemed a decent guy to him. She was so thankful to him for last night, atleast he tried to save her from him. "Assalam alaikum. How are you bhabhi?" Moosa greeted, making her uncomfortable with what h
They both were now in the car driving back to his mansion, she was awake now. A sudden sadness settled inside her on thinking that she has to go back to that hell. Even its been just a day there that place was being more than hell to her. Her deepest fear has came true. She is all alone, with no one to help her there. "Remember what I had told you last night?" Irtaza asked grabbing her attention. She blinked several times, trying to find the purpose behind his words. Minutes passed but she was confused, what she should answer? "Hmn Zahra? Do you remember?" he asked again, urging her to answer, while taking a turn to left. His eyes fixed on the road. "Yes, I rem...ember" she replied, her voice meek. "Then repeat what I had said" "You said th..at I'm not allow...ed to do any...th..ing with...out yo...ur per...mission." she stuttered, her heart beating fast as if it will pop out of her chest any moment. Worst scenarios begin to accumulate in her mind. "Good so what were you saying
The bright sun rays illuminated her face. Its sharp light brightened her closed eye lids waking her up from sleep. Her eyes opened slowly and she woke up. She yawned and sat up, streching her arms. She got out of the blanket, whilst yawning, her brain still not recovered from the sleep. She moved towards the washroom when a jingling sound entered her ears, she took two to three steps more when a sudden tug on her ankle stopped her in middle of the room. Her half opened eyes moved downwards towards her ankle and she saw her ankle tied in chain and. That was then every memory from last night hit her like a truck. Everything from the start, from that horrible night to last night flashed in her brain and her eyes opened widely as reality hit her. She was in his mansion, in his house. And this chain, he had locked her foot, last night. What? Tears brimmed in her eyes. She was chained like an animal. She was caged. Caged by him. She moved towards the bed and sat on it. She looked to