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Izzah stared out of the car whilst her mind ran miles thinking of all the possibilities and bure khayalat.

Isse behtar hota ki main aati hi nahi college. Kams kam ye khauf tou nahi rehta ki log mere barein main kya sochenge.

Izzah thought sighing softly to herself.

Haidar looked at her disturbed form and felt a sense of discomfort seeing her so pareshan. His face hardened as he thought about whether was thinking about her khilouna? His grip on steering wheel tightened as his knuckles turned white.

Izzah almost hit her head when the car stopped roughly and abruptly. She looked towards him to find him already staring at her with his darkened eyes which made her gulp in fear.

His calloused fingers clutched her chin in their grasp taking away her breath as her heart raced, nervousness surged through her veins when he came qareeb,

"Izzah Haider Malik, apna daayara na bhulna. Yaad rakhna ki tum kiski milkiyat main hou. Mujhey kisi gair mard ke aas paas na dikhna."

His each word surged right through her veins due to the amount of authority they held.

The grip on her chin tightened as he asked sternly, "Samjh aaya?"

She licked her dry lips being nervous, her lips trembled as his gaze flicked towards them, "Jee, Aap fikra na karein."

Her low voice shifted his attention back towards her hazel eyes as with a jerk he left her and nodded his head.

She went out of the car after correcting her dupatta as she saw they had already reached her college.

Whilst Haidar leaned his head on the steering wheel with a racing heart of his own.

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"Agar meri biwi ke baare main kuch bhi anap shanap chaapa toh Haidar Bakhtiyaar Malik tumhare aur tumahare is publishing house ki jaan le lega." Haidar threatened the fourth publishing house today as someone had Izzah's and her khilouna's photos together and if he/she circulated Izzah's photographs in the media houses, them media houses would not publish it.

Because none had the guts to do so as who would like to take a dushmani with the first heir of the Maliks.

On top of that they knew he wasn't bluffing, Izzah was his biwi now and he would actually kill them if they laid a single step ahead afterall men were really possessive about their biwi.

He would make sure that no one would tarnish her image because her izzat was his izzat.

He had vowed to do her hifazat always.

This was also a reason he had forced her to marry him.

Sahil, wasn't a man good enough for her and it was now important to marry her and tie her to a one man to put a stop to any future karnamein like that.

And it was risky to find another man as who would actually be okay seeing pictures of his wife with another man?

Ofcourse they couldn't hide the fact that she was involved with a man before even if it wasn't serious. Starting a nikah with a lie wasn't good.

So it was only better for her to marry him and on top of that their baat was already pakki.

She had given a little to no care about his feelings and it would have only been fair if he did the same and he did.

He did marry her for her hifazat from this world and even...from their khaandaan without giving a care about her feelings this time.

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"Choti Chachijaan," Haidar knocked on the door of Fatima's room after coming back at the Haveli and heard her tender voice, "Arey, tum bahar kyun khadey hou, Haidar beta. Aao baitho,"

Haidar inhaled a deep breath and entered the room offering a salaam.

"Kuch khaas kaam tha kya beta?" Fatima questioned whilst her heartbeat raised fearing the worsts for her daughter.

What if Haidar had decided to leave Izzah?

"Nahi kuch khaas kaam toh nahi tha magar..."

"Magar kya beta?"

"Maaf kariyega agar meri koi bhi baat aapko takleef dei magar..." Haidar gulped looking at the floor.

"Aise yun mera dil baitha ja raha hai Haidar. Khul kar kaho kya baat hai?" Fatima asked petrified.

"Agli baar se meri biwi par haath na uthayein aap. Mujhey yeh na-manzoor hai."

With this Haidar was gone with a speed of lightening leaving a stunned Fatima behind whose eyes shone with tears.

Tears of joy.

How could her daughter be so blind to reject a man like Haidar?

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"Arey aisa kaise kar sakti hou tum Sahil ke saath Izz! Look at his condition! Dil Tod diya hai tumne uska. Gawar ladki." Bushra muttered angrily hearing the dard bhari dastaan of Izzah and her shaadi.

"Us din tum donon ko call kiya tha maine magar kisi ne bhi mera call nahi uthaya fir is main mera kya qasoor? Us waqt akeli pad gayi thi main jab yeh sab ho gaya." Izzah justified herself as a tear trickled down her hazel eyes.

"Toh kya ab har waqt tumahara hi call uthaya karun main Zah? Zindagi main uske siwaay kya koi kaam nahi mere paas?" Sahil interrupted making Izzah look down in disappointment,

"Tumhe malum tha Sahil ki meri family aur khaandaan kaisa hai magar fir bhi tum rishta bhejne ko taiyaar nahi the... In sab main meri galti nahi hai." Izzah looked at the ground feeling guilty for betraying him.

"You know what guys jo ho gaya so ho gaya. Izz we are with you in this. Tum na fikra na karo, hum koi raasta dhundh lenge tumhe aur Sahil--"

"Bushra bas karo! Mera NIKAAH ho gaya hai. Mera ek shouhar hai jo mujh par aitbaar karke mujhey college bhej raha hai... Main vapas unhe dhokha nahi de sakti..." Izzah interrupted Bushra.

"Haan tou pehle kyun de rhi thi? Pehle nahi malum tha ki tumhari baat pakki thi?" Sahil mocked.

"Pehle baat kuch aur thi. Us waqt baat pakki thi, shouhar nahi the vo mere magar ab kuch gunwaish nahi in sab ke liye. Behtar hoga Sahil ki tum mujhey bhool jao hum donon ki behtari ke liye."

"Ye behtari vagerah ka lecture kisi aur ko dena Izzah Malik. Tum toh ab ye dekho ki Sahil kar kya sakta hai aakhir dhokha mila hai, itni aasani se nahi chodhunga tumhe main aur na hi tumhe tumhari zindagi main aage badhne dunga." Sahil threatened going away from there making Izzah tremble from inside at his words and her pasand.

This was the man she claimed to be in love with.

This.

Izzah looked at Bushra for help but Bushra shrugged,

"Dil toda hai tumne uska toh bhugatna toh hoga hi."

Izzah stood there feeling scared for what was coming in her way...