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Zaviyaan spotted Rooh near the entrance gate, She had a few bruises on her face. He didn't get time to notice her anymore when his legs dashed towards her on their own.
Rooh was engulfed by Zaviyaan in a...
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KARACHI....
Despite residing in a wealthy neighborhood filled with wealthy people and elites, the Agha family nevertheless stood out. There were many mansions in the colonies, but Agha Mansion had a special appeal. Million dollar automobiles, fountains, antiquities, and so on. Except for him, every single member of the family took advantage of the amenities. Except for him, everyone was content.
When he was eight years old, his father had passed away.Even worse than that, he never even had a father when he was alive. He was the biggest mistake of his life, Agha Haider had made that obvious. And so he had effectively become a half-orphan, but little did he realize how mistaken he had been in believing that at least he had a mother who loved him.
He witnessed his mother having an affair when he was 12 years old. talking about how she became a billionaire through a one-night encounter, a stupid pregnancy, and how he served as her winning lottery ticket. Disgust overcame him. His declaration of complete orphanhood came at that point.
Still, he was very loved by his chachu and chachi. As though he were their own son, they cared for him. But his dado, who was there for him through it all, was the person he felt closest to.
When he turned 14, his mother arranged for him to be moved to an army school, where he was subjected to various forms of torture. He once begged his mother for the help, but she instead complained to the officials at the school so that his punishments would be increased. He still had vivid memories of the sting of lemon juice and the sensation of having his back whipped. There, the last vestiges of his self-love and care perished. He didn't say much.He was never happy. He attempted suicide several times but was unsuccessful because of his depression. He could never have any control over his demons.
And now, at the age of 28 he might be a successful businessman but he was all empty.
PRESENT DAY AT AGHA MANSION....
Standing by his room window, Zaviyaan had a clear view of the mansion. He was shocked to see individuals carrying cardboard boxes entering and exiting the property. This mansion that resembles a cemetery was quite bright today. To check the time on the wall clock that was positioned above his bed, he slightly rotated his neck. He prepared himself and made his way to the enormous dining hall when it was time for work. He took a seat since everyone else was already doing so. He took his father's seat across from his uncle. Despite numerous requests from his dado, he had never allowed his mother to sit next to him. That woman was someone he did not want close to him. He was not aware, however, that someone else was daydreaming of joining him in that chair as his love interest. Anabiya Zafer.
He quickly finished his breakfast and was about to depart when his dado told him, "skip your office today, a very special guest is coming over and want to do proper introductions." He said, cutting off discussion, "I can't dado, I'll meet them in the evening."
"Bhai, please just stay; it's been decades since anyone dropped by. She's apparently really cute, too. I beg you, please, bhai." When he looked at his chachu, who was also looking at him with expectant eyes, Ali practically begged him to stay. "I'm sorry, but I have to leave. I'll be back by noon." He left without turning around. without noticing his mother or Anabiya's presence.
A FEW HOURS LATER....
Just as he had promised, Zaviyaan was at home. "Chote sain, badi begum (dado) has summoned you to her room," A worker said. Rolling his eyes and muttering, he walked and knocked on the door. After hearing someone enter quietly, he entered. "My little one, how are you doing?"
He responds briefly by saying, "I'm good."
"You know what, everyone in the house except for you is aware of Rooh's arrival."
"Who is that?"
She explained to him their relationship, her reasons for coming, and everything else before concluding, "Please baby, try to be nice to her; she's very important to me. And if you ever see her in trouble, please look out for her; you never know when she might need you. She is still quite inexperienced and youthful."
He simply nodded without bothering to respond.
Ali interrupted their moment by storming into her room and shouting,
"SHE'S HERE DADOO, SHE CAME!!"
As soon as she said that, Shabana and Ali both hurried to meet her. He entered the living room and noticed a female dressed in a pastel purple dress with silver embroidery, white bottoms, and a white duppata. Her shoulder-length hair was styled in an enticing way.
"Oh! Zaviyaan come here let me introduce you two. Rooh this is Zaviyaan eldest son of our family and zaviyaan this is Rooh". He observed her slightly reddened cheeks. She waved at him and murmured a little "hi," flashing her dimples in a full-blown smile. Now that his entire attention was on her small palm, he turned to look at her face and saw her slightly rose-colored eyelids, adorable sharp nose, and exquisite pink l--. Without even giving anyone another glance, he hurriedly turned around.
