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Ahad's POV:
How could I not think of that bastard!!
How dare he take my angel away from me!!
AZEEM! AZEEM! AZEEM!
The guy who danced with Aamal on Haider's wedding.
That bastard.
I told the police information regarding him and they told me to stay back and not go as it could be dangerous.
I took Haider and some other man with me and I got the money ready.
I called my assistant to take the private jet and there were man around the area hiding. I wan't going to let him go away.
Ya Ran please keep my angel safe. Ameen.
"Man don't worry nothings gonna happen to bhabhi",Haider said.
"Thank bro", I said shaking his hand and giving him a hug and we left.
I was alone in my Mercedes car and there were 3 other cars behind me but they were going to leave 10 minutes after me.
I placed my Roger Pen on my pocket to make sure I could communicate with the guys.
I parked in-front of a huge construction building. It's walls were rotten and covered in grey dirt it was an abandoned area.
As I steeped outside with the money some guys appeared with large firearms. He stopped me and checked my pockets to see if I had a gun on.
Then he took the bag from me and started counting and when he was satisfied he called in the radio "Boss he's here".
He heard something and three people dragged me inside while holding my arms backwards.
They blindfolded my eyes and it felt like I was steeping up some stairs and I took 1 right and 2 lefts.
They took the blindfold off and what I saw next made me drag myself up madly towards him but both my arms and feet were tied down to a chair.
HE was on top of Aamal so close to her lips but she had fainted. Her scarf was on the floor, her lipstick was smeared, her eyes were wet and stained from her black mascara and there was red finger marks on her cheek.
"You fucking bustard",I roared.
"I'm not done with you", he said to my angel who was lying on the floor unconsciously.
"There's your money and the jet is also there. Now leave her alone",I gritted.
"Wow you're so naive. Did you really think I was going t let her go after all this?",he said.
"I need at least a night with her", he spat.
"You..",I greeted and moved with a lot of force making the chair move forward.
He gustered his man to me.
They where hitting me with bats, pieced of wood and whatever they can find.
"If you want..",he spoke.
"You can watch it happen",he said and I tried to move but the ropes were too tight.
He was enjoying watching me get hurt but it wan't more than what I felt when I saw my angel like that.
Aamal's POV:
I woke up to heavy noises of shouting and saw Ahad getting beaten while he was tied to a chair.
Azeem was standing still laughing and mocking him.
I didn't know what to do.
Ya Allah please protect him.
An idea popped into my brain and I picked the massive rock beside me and hit Azeem on the head with it.
Azeem fell on the floor and I knew it wan't for long.
I grabbed the wooden stick he was holding and used it to move the men around me.
They all moved away from Ahad and came towards me.
As they came closer and closer I started waving the stick frantically but one of them dragged it back and it fell on the floor.
Now I was scared and I closed my eyes as I hit my back on the wall.
Ya Allah madad (help)! I muttered under my breath.
I heard many gunshots at the same time and I thought I was dying. However, I didn't feel the piercing of bullets through my skin so I used my hand to scan my body and once I felt nothing I slowly opened my eyes.
Ahad was standing there, blood oozing from his hand, head and many other places.
I ran towards him and hugged him tightly.
"I'm sorry. I wan't able to protect you",he said.
I didn't speak and hugged him tight not wanting this moment to fade.
He moved back and held my hand.
Haider bhai was coming with some other man and Ahad and him were talking about the area and stuff.
The rest of the man were laying on the ground.
I felt horrible seeing all the blood it made me sick.
I looked back and saw Azeem moving he had a gun in his hand and gestured it towards Ahad but as he shot him I stood in front of Ahad and it pierced through my flesh.
I heard another gunshot and Azeems scream.
I fell on Ahad's arms and he was saying some unhearable words and as the pain became unbearable I closed my eyes and sank down into an unforgettable darkness.
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