"I'm Moosa. Are you Zahra." the stranger said. "How do you know?" she gulped. "I will tell but first you've to come with me." "Why would I come with you?" "You've to otherwise I'd have to take you by force." "No. I wont come. Please go away." "Hey mister, stop bothering us and get that car off of infront of us." Daniyal said, diverting his attention. "You're free to leave but Zahra can't go." he drummed his fingers, looking at him challengingly. "Fuck off bastard. Who the fuck are you?" Daniyal boomed. "I told you already I'm Moosa." He smirked. Paying no need to him, Daniyal jerked the gear and begin to reverse the car but it was a one way road and his car was standing in the middle blocking the way of his car in every way. "Go wherever you want to but bhabhi your tracker will tell us your every location." Her eyes widened and she guessed it right away. He was Irtaza's man. And something snapped inside her as panic jabbed her senses. "Daniyal, please you run away! Please

She was now totally in his hands at last and now he could do whatever he wanted to do with her. They both were going to be alone at his mansion as he had ordered strictly every haveli member not to be at his place until he permits because he wanted to spend some quality time with his wife. He was driving the car at an unusual speed, it was fast way too much fast. Her every deed was coming infront of his eyes and his anger was increasing more and more but he was not a person to release all his anger once. He had a sadistic mind and he had vowed to punish her in the worst possible way and releasing all his rage at her once didn't sound a fascinating task to him. He will punish her slowly and in such a painful way that she will spend every second of her life, drowning in regret. He hated her but at the same time now he didn't want to accept that he loves her though he knew a part of him, still loves her wholeheartedly. They reached at his mansion and her breathing quickened immediately

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

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

"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