Realm of Love [Short Love Stories]

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𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓜𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓗𝓸𝓶𝓮

The huge cabin of Dr. Zubab Zaheer Shah fell into the silence of fear, a different handful of fear. After all, Rizwan Faruqi was here. Zubab informed Rizwan like Asfandyaar said that she will get him the GK project papers.

Zubab pressed her legs together in anxiousness though she knows Asfandyaar was watching everything through the CCTV and will come in anytime if she needs her. Rizwan was reading those papers. She kept biting her lips throughout.

"Get out, Rizwan. Don't ever try to come back again."

Rizwan laughs, "Oh my god! Do you even realise that you snatched the biggest project of your husband's corporation. It costs more than a fortune, Zubab!" He was laughing louder.

"It's Dr. Zubab Zaheer Shah for you!"

"I guess he taught you a lot of confidence at once." He says. He wasn't aware how fast her heart was running because of his presence. Nothing can make it go away. He is where her trauma began. Nothing and no one can make it go away except for Asfandyaar. Even if he makes it go away, it will still arrive when she encounters Rizwan.

"This project. You don't understand. It's such life changing thing for me and this coffee that you made still feels like heaven."

He fell back in his chair, closing his eyes. "Stop exploiting life of women now. Leave Tahmina alone. It's not a joke anymore."

"It is a joke. It should be a joke and I must not leave her. You bought me money and she will buy me fame."

"You should rot in hell, Rizwan. Even hell will not accept a monster like you."

Rizwan glares at her but does not says anything. The fear tripled when she acknowledged him glaring. Those wounds, those fresh set of tears, those pleadings, those screams, those bruises everything came back to her mind all at once. She didn't even had enough energy left to ask him why he did something so crucial with her. It wasn't her fault. It was never her fault. He was mad. Physical abuse in any sense is wrong. No matter what.

Rizwan left the office with a ton of money from Zubab which Asfandyaar told her to give. She didn't knew why he was doing this. She was not at all understanding his plan but she hoped for the best throughout.

She kept breathing in and out after he left. Asfandyaar came in a rush inside her cabin and wrapped his arms around her, capturing her in a hug. He knew she must have been so scared. He loved her so much. There was absolutely nothing he loved more than her.

Amit knocks the door and soon comes in right after with Moosa. "Call them, Moosa." Asfandyaar instructs. Moosa nods, dialing the number. Moosa is expert in changing his voice and accent to anyone's. Moosa made sure he corrected his voice before he called.

"There has been theft of property papers and ₹5 lakhs cash from Asfandyaar Shah's cabin. I know the thief." Moosa says to the receiver with a stern voice. Zubab snapped towards Asfandyaar because Moosa's voice sounded like never before. It sounded rude, straight and strict.