Adj~ mysterious and entrancing
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His breath got stuck in his throat as he held the pen above the paper, his eyes searching the room in hopes of having at least a glance of her face.
"Answer the maulvi" his father spoke.
"Son" his mot...
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"Zoya" he gritted making her flinch back to reality. Her teary green eyes met his and she looked around to find herself back in his bed with him sitting Infront of her. She wasn't hiding in the bathroom.
"Why would he want to hurt me?" Zahan asked softly this time watching her stiffened form to ease as she let out the breath she had been holding for long.
"Because...." She started feeling her throat burn as it turned as dry as a desert.
He nodded slowly making her nod in return and look away from his cold gaze. She didn't want to lie to him but an angry Zahan wasn't something she was looking forward to. His anger was the worst at times and didn't want him to end up in the hospital in a fit of his rage.
"I'm waiting for an answer" he hissed making her meet his darkened gaze and Zoya quivered internally.
"Because I'm potential threat to his fortune" she said making him raise his eyebrows.
"I've tried to get back what's mine once, he know I can if I try again. He wants to keep in constant pressure of keeping my family safe so that I'm not able to take the risk again. He knows we're married, he's using that against me" Zoya explained.
She wasn't lying. Why else would someone randomly fall in love with a person they never knew, Arbaz wasn't the man to become a psycho lover and risk it all. He was playing with her brain, using the emotional card to get her along with the assurity that his wealth wouldn't be targeted.
He was already married for fucks sake. Zaryab's sister was his wife, he killed her with his psychotic ways, he blamed his sister to be mental and made them all believe it with her mental reports. Over usage of drugs ruined her life and she eventually took her life under pressure.
"Who's this man by the way?" She heard the man before her asking.
"I need to know who I should stay alert of" he asked, his eyes narrowed as he saw her eyes dilate "don't you think?" He added making her look away for a moment.
He was right. If she wants to keep him safe he should know who to stay away from. She can't be there with him like a shadow all the time.
"Name?" Zahan asked keeping his anger to himself.
This woman was testing his patience, how hard was it to admit that the fucker in their office was the one behind this. It didn't take him long to go in depth and find Arbaz everywhere in her life. He took some questionable measures but he knew enough what kind of a man Arbaz Khan is, and it only angered him more to know that his wife was hiding things from him.
He didn't expect anything good from her either, he knew for long enough to know she won't open her mouth till actually forced into it.
"A... Arbaz" she finally said and Zahan clenched his jaw turning his body away from her. He felt her gaze on himself and closed his eyes while fisting the sheets.
