บททั้งหมดของ HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

AYRA’S POV:We bought that dress as his dominating voice didn’t leave anything for discussion besides that it wasn’t a normal marriage where I would enjoy selecting for my dress as a bride. The dress was already beautiful but those thousands of buttons on the back would haunt me forever.The dress would be delivered after some fittings as Shabnam came with us till the exit of the store as a respect.“You still have to buy your other dresses. I have your perfect fittings now so you can just order whatever you want. I would come Durani Villa to consult you about this.” She said with kind smiles as it was best in that way because I didn’t want to come outside with him and encounter another experience like that before.Biding her farewell, we walked forward as we had to buy the jewelry for the walima because on the barat ceremony I was going to wear the gold jewelry Mrs. Johara gifted me as a gift from the ancestors. It was ritual to wear the gold jewelry representing the Duranis.He was

My eyes glanced at the retreating sight of his car as he just dropped me off in front of the Vila and stormed off his car. The rest of the ride with him was filled with the dreading silence which I wanted to break and not to do it at the same time. What could have I asked him to do having a guarantee in my heart that he would listen to me. He would never do that. People never change for someone else. They change for themselves. They change if they are eager to change not for someone else but for their own sake.Taking a deep sigh, I turned around to enter the mansion to start my rest of the day with sulking that why I didn’t do anything. It was partly because I saw Akeel bhai. He would never do such harm things to that kid. I guess so. I hope so.“Sabrina.” We were strolling in the lawn while Mrs Johara just left for bed as she didn’t want to but she should sleep early so we urged her to go or otherwise there was only one threat and that to tell her son on her. She wasn’t scared of him

AYRA’S POV: I knew I took a huge risk that could put my life in danger but I couldn’t just give him what he wanted. First of all he fabricated me into all that and second my heart would have burst out of my ribcage if I had listened to him. So keeping my dignity I ran from there. He must be flabbergasted because he never expected that. He had people who always just gave into his orders but I didn’t . I kind of was blooming with pride at that time as I slowly turned the knob of Mrs Johara’s room. She must be sleeping as I entered before looking everywhere and let out a relieved sigh when I didn’t see him coming for me. Even if he did he would never figure out where I was because he would never check Mrs Johara’s room since he would not disturb her sleep. I kind of knew this thing about him on my own. Closing the door behind me I was welcomed by the warm darkness with a few rays of moonlight coming inside the room through the white window curtains. The room was peaceful as I kind of

AYRA’S POV: The moment his lips fell against mine my whole body went numb as for support I held his collar in a fist just for his one hand wrapped around my waist to pull me even more closer that my body flushed against his chest as I couldn’t even place my arms in between us for some decency. His other hand wrapped my neck just below my ear as his thumb kept grazing my jaw. He sucked my lip as I felt he suck out my soul with that as I wasn’t over that when he sucked that again making me moan in response. I didn’t want to but the weak sound erupted from the back of my throat on its own and it kind of turned out like a mistake because I earned a soft grunt that vibrated his chest.“F**k!” He left my mouth as I managed to gather some breath only for him to push me down slightly so that my back hit the table and straightened up. The next second realized I was half lying on the table and he hovered over me capturing my lips in his rough mouth again. This time I couldn’t even close my

AYRA’S POV:Hss!I winced a little when the thorn from the roses pricked my skin but not enough to draw my blood. I moved the gajra(fresh flowers bracelet) away a little but didn’t remove the bracelet. It was beautiful as it was fresh with its intoxicating fragrance blessing my nostrils and making me inhale the spicy scent to soothe my nerves. I wasn’t nervous or anxious but still there was the room filled with plenty of people eyeing me up to down assessing me from my every move. That’s how they judge people just by one glance but in reality you need to spend some time with that particular person just to know how much evilness and pureness is residing inside him. No one is pure evil or pure virtuous. The ideal case never exists and still people think that they have the right to judge others. Areej gave me a whole lecture about how I had to ignore people gazes and remarks because she had tried to shut them up a multiple times but they never stop. She still did that as she refused