Match made in Heaven

Love and Lies

Zainab, her gaze fixed on Ayaan, couldn't fathom how the man who stood before her, cold and calculating, was the same one she had exchanged vows with not too long ago. The disparity between the wedding night's warmth and the current harsh reality left her bewildered.

Ayaan, seemingly indifferent to her disbelief, drove through the silent night. Zainab, unable to hold back her questions, finally asked, "Why are you doing this? What satisfaction do you gain from ruining my life?"

Ayaan, his eyes focused on the road, replied with a chilling nonchalance, "Life is a game, Zainab, and I always play to win. You were just a pawn in my victory."

Zainab, grappling with the harsh truth, retorted, "Was our marriage a game too?"

Ayaan, smirking, said, "Oh, Zainab, the marriage was just the beginning of my game. Now, you're part of a much larger plan."

As the car cut through the darkness, the weight of Ayaan's revelation hung heavy in the air. Zainab, torn between disbelief and the undeniable evidence of her shattered life, braced herself for the unknown twists that lay ahead. The story took an unexpected turn, plunging into the depths of manipulation and deceit, leaving both characters entangled in a web of consequences neither could foresee.

Ayaan, devoid of remorse, led Zainab back to the same resort and into the familiar room that once held the promise of a new beginning. The atmosphere, once filled with the fragrance of hope, now reeked of manipulation and deceit.

Ayaan, his gaze cold and calculating, instructed Zainab with an air of authority, "Get dressed, Zainab. I want you to look perfect for what comes next."

Zainab, her resistance palpable, shot back with a mixture of anger and despair, "What are you planning, Ayaan? Haven't you done enough? Why drag me back to this nightmare?"

Ayaan, indifferent to her pleas, simply replied, "You're mine to control, Zainab. Don't forget that. Now, do as you're told."

As Zainab having no choice did what Ayaan instructed,the room that had witnessed their wedding night became a haunting reminder of shattered dreams.

When Zainab was getting dressed Ayaan entered the room and seeing Zainab half dressed both were in embarrassment but Ayaan could not show his embarrassment and rather he put on a dominating show trying to show his control. He came infront of Zainab and kissed her with outmost passion with both of his hands holding her face. Zainab was trying to resist the rush of emotion but at the end she let go . Ayaan broke the kiss then.

Zainab moved back one step at a time as Ayaan was coming forward. Zainab hit tge wall and coukd not move back anymore. Then Ayaan put both of his hand on the wall blocking her way to get out.
Ayaan: Am I not Your Mahram ? Are you not supposed to obey my orders, my dear wife ?

Tears roll down from Zainab's eyes.Ayaan was feeling mad at himself for making this gorgeous woman  cry. But he couldn't let his emotions be seen on his face .

Ayaan: You crying at this much , love . The story has just begun .

As they get closer the sexual tension between them arises more . Ayaan couldn't resist kissing Zainab. And then he takes Zainab to bed .

Zainab surely feels disgusted to be married with a guy who sees her as nothing but a mere challenge . But even she cannot resist the kind of sexual tension that is built up between them. She wants to enjoy those moments, when Ayaan kisses her at any part of her body , it sends thrill all over her body. But just as the truth flashes in-front of Zainab , she feels disgusted.

Many months pass in this way. Both of them love each other but Ayaan can't see beyond his ego and Zainab feels disgusted to admit her love for a man like him. So they both refrain from expressing their feelings.

Even though they don't talk much or whenever they do that turns into a heated argument. They two don't forget to pass some intimate moments together.  Mostly it is Ayaan who takes the lead and forces Zainab to make love. As Zainab can't force Ayaan , if she ever wants to make love. She just needs to stand infront of Ayaan with her hairs open.

Ayaan may deny all of his feelings but he can't deny her presence, her beauty. He just can't get enough of her even after being all of the day with her.

Many months pass in this way . Ayaan cannot work the same way he used to , he doesn't get the same thrill for work . He remains very dull. And one day his company faces a very big loss not big enough to make a billionaire bankrupt but enough to earn him defame.