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Third Person's POV,
After good five minutes, he finally free her from his death grip not before giving her one last threatening warning.
"Princess, next time think before you speak in front of me in that tone." His eyes were dangerous, the menacing look on his eyes makes her cower and she nodded timidly unable to form any words out of fear.
As he pulled himself away from her, she inhaled and exhaled deeply. Her hands balled in fist, her body shivered as his heated gaze ran over her body.
He turned and took his clothes from the cupboard and then went to the washroom without glancing at her.
She sat up on the bed and out her trembling hands on her chest. She could feel her heart thudding in her chest so hard that it would come out from her ribcage.
Tears started to gather on her eyes not because he scared her or she couldn't fight back because she didn't like the tone he used on her.
Till now nobody not even her parents talk to her in this harsh tone or tried to control her life. But here, he is controlling her and dominating at her.
"He is very bad." She said sobbing which turned to hiccups.
"Very bad." She scrunched her nose and pouted like a two year baby.
"I'll complain to Mama (Mom) about him." She said cutely wiping her hot tears from her cheeks stepping out of the bed. Her fluffy white cheeks turned to crimson red.
Her body was still shaking and her legs were wobbly due to the fear he instilled into her. The intensity she witnessed today in his eyes feel like as if they were piercing through her.
"He's very bad. He scolded me." She repeated again and left the room like a cry baby who wants her chocolates.
Warning. A very angry Zain is someone you wouldn't want to cross path with.
She mentally noted that.
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After taking his bath, he went downstairs and directly went into the kitchen as he was sure that she would be in the kitchen preparing breakfast for them.
He knows that this time he messed up very badly but when Adaa was saying that he was nobody to her, this made him anger. He tried, he tried very hard to control himself and his anger but he couldn't. He never wanted to talk to her in that harsh and rude tone.
His steps halted when he see her near the dining table setting their plates for breakfast. She could feel his intense gaze on her but she ignored. He walked toward her but she kept herself busy.
"Adaa, I.. " He tried to speak but Adaa cut his sentence off.
"Bre-Breakfast. " She coughed a little to stop herself from breaking down in to tears again. She turned and went to the kitchen while he stood there.
Zain felt a pang on his heart when he sees her red puffy eyes, her red nose and her tears stricken cheeks.
Adaa came back with juice in her hands and saw Zain still standing there like a statue. She ignored him and placed the juice on table. She sat on the chair and served his and her breakfast. Zain looked at her for a moment and then sat on the chair. She started eating her breakfast silently and tried to push her tears back.
Zain's eyes were only fixed on her. He was seeing her, how she was coughing after every two three minutes to prevent her tears from escaping from her eyes. He never thought that he will be reason for her tears. He knows that she was hurt very badly by him.
For the first time, Zain was left speechless. He wasn't finding any words to say. He knows that he lost his control over his temper. But it was too late to mourn over it. He scared the shit out of her. Today the amount of fear he has instilled in her mind and her heart that was vividly showing in her eyes.
Adaa was feeling so weak from inside that at any time she could break into tears. Till today nobody not even her parents talked to her in loud tone. For her, if someone yells at her means threatening her. She is the apple of her father's eyes. She was always pampered by her parents. And why not? She was their only daughter. They fulfilled all her demands and wishes before she could asks for it.
But today, the way Zain behaved with her it was the least thing for her to ever imagined. To say that she was scared then that would be an understatement. She was scared like hell. The way Zain used his harsh, rude tone on her, the way he gave her a dead warning she got extremely scared. His whole demeanor was screaming danger.
She finished her breakfast and stand up. She start picking her plates and glass when her gaze went to his plates which was still untouched. But she didn't show her any concern to him. She wants to make him realized that how much she is hurts today with his words and behavior.
She went to the kitchen while Zain was seated there looking tensed. He knows that he has messed up very badly but he promised to himself that by today he will pacify her at any cost and will do anything to get her forgiveness.
With a determined intentions, he left from there without saying anything.
Adaa came back to see the dining hall empty and tears pooled in her eyes automatically.
"He did the mistakes and he is showing me attitude. " She said as her nose flared with anger but her lips were trembling.
"He didn't even consider to say sorry to me." She wipe her tears from her cheeks which were now flowing from her eyes.
"I will never talk to him again. " She said. And lost her control over her tears and cried bitterly.
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A/N : Assalam-u-alikum.
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Sad news, I am losing interest to write this story anymore. I am not feeling that satisfaction after publishing a chapter. Earlier I thought may be I don't write good anymore or may be I am having a writer's block but during these one month I thought about this a lot and only then I came to this conclusion.
Lack of responses from you guys doesn't excited me anymore, to write anything for this story. Today, I have updated this chapter only because for my all readers who waited and requested. It's takes me a lot of time and effort to write a chapter and when I see people read but don't even bother to vote or sharing their reviews. Trust me I don't have any words to say. I am really disappointed, hurt and sad.
I think I should rather stop writing when people are not even interested in this story.
And giving a small target for the next chapter only because I have invested a lot of time and effort in writing chapters.
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