Yours Ryan [Original Edition]

Chapter 35: Zafar finds the truth

The video of Amar was also shown in the news.

Zafar became pale. Amar stumbled in shock.

"I never thought Amar would betray us," one of the staff said.

Zafar raised his head and stared at Amar dangerously.

"Why?" He stood up and moved towards him.

"Bhai... I... I didn't..." Amar tried to speak. He stumbled onto the couch and glanced at Zafar fearfully.

"THEN WHAT WAS THAT? YOU WERE THE ONE WHO BLABBERED EVERYTHING." Zafar barked.

"You betrayed me, Amar, and you know that I hate cheaters, right? And now you've become one of them. YOU BACKSTABBED ME..." He screamed and held Amar's throat firmly, making him choke.

"Bh... bhai... pl... ease..." Amar tried to remove his hand, but Zafar's pressure only tightened. The veins on his neck popped, and his eyes bulged out.

"Sir, he will die. Leave him." Zafar's assistant rushed in and pulled him off Amar.

Amar rubbed his throat, coughing wildly.

"Bhai, someone deliberately fooled me," Amar uttered, and Zafar glared at him.

"And who is that? Yesterday, you were with that girl, right?" Zafar's words made him freeze. He closed his eyes and tried to rewind everything.

**Flashback**

Amar was waiting for Tanya, growing impatient by the second. His eyes went wide in horror, seeing Tanya emerge from a room with a knife. He rushed towards her.

"Tanya," he called, shaking her shoulders. Tanya looked at him blankly.

"Tanya, what did you do to him?" He asked, then continued cautiously, "Di... did you kill him?"

She shook her head negatively, making him sigh in relief.

"That bastard escaped from my clutches." She sneered and then cried, "I couldn't kill him, Amar. I couldn't give justice to Mumtaz." Amar took her into a tight hug.

"It's okay, Tanya. Don't cry. God will punish him soon." He cooed. She nodded quietly.

"Let's go to my room. You are not well." He uttered and went with her to the lift, which took them to Amar's room.

Tanya sat on the bed lifelessly. Amar locked the door and grinned.

"Today you will be all mine," he thought and then changed his expression to pity.

"Tanya, there's the washroom. Go and wash your face." He suggested. She nodded and went away.

Amar hastily moved to the cupboard, took a wine bottle, removed its lid, and poured the contents into a glass. Keeping the wine glass on the desk, he put his hand in his pants pocket and took out a small packet containing white powder. He quickly cut the opening and was about to pour the contents when Tanya called him from behind.

"Amar."

He placed the packet on the desk and turned towards her. He gasped at her appearance. Her tresses were wet, giving her a seductive look. She grabbed her hair and walked towards him slowly.

"Amar, I... I am feeling scared," she uttered and stared at him with teary eyes. He instantly cupped her face.

"Why, Tanya? I am with you, right? Then why are you scared?" He whispered gently. She smiled and kept her palm on top of his left hand, the one on her cheek.

"You are right, Amar. You are with me every time. I am lucky to have you." She smiled.

The water droplets on her plump lips triggered him. He pulled her by the waist and leaned in to kiss her. She smiled shyly and turned around. Shifting her hair to the other side, he buried his nose in her neck and sniffed.

"I want you, Tanya." He whispered huskily. She shivered at his tone. She spun around slowly and stared into his eyes. "I want you too, Amar." She said and pushed him towards the bed.

Flipping her hair, she swayed towards him and sat beside him. She traced his finger from her forehead to her lips seductively.

"I wanted you from the first time I saw you," he uttered.

"Uh... uh..." She tapped his cheek with a smirk. "So you want me." He nodded.

"Close your eyes, baby." She whispered against his lips. He tried to kiss her, but she moved away.

"Na, na, not now, baby. There's still time." She took his tie from the chair and tied it around his eyes.

"Playing fifty shades of grey, are we?" He teased. She snickered and leaned into his ear, "Nope. It's fifty shades of Tanya." She then took a few more clothes and tied his legs and hands across the bed, making him excited as hell.

She went to the couch area, took a packet from her palm, which she had hidden until now, and poured the white powder into the drink. After stirring it, she walked towards him.

"Drink it, baby. After this, I will bathe you in wine. Then I will lick your every part." Her sexy words made him growl like a horny animal. He instantly drank as she said, making her smirk. Amar's head started pounding after a few seconds.

"So, I will ask you a few questions. You should answer like a good boy." She said, and he nodded.

"What is happening in Mr. Zafar Khan's warehouse?" She asked after switching on the video on her phone.

"We are hiding girls there after abducting them from other countries," he replied, and he was shocked by his own words.

"What the... Nooo... What am I saying? What is happening to me?" He thrashed on the bed, and she laughed.

"Now, how did ZAK Industries get the second position in the last few years' fashion shows?"

"We sold many girls to the show owners and judges. They used to come to the warehouse and select the girls they wanted. We gave them the girls after signing a bond," he said automatically.

"What bond?" She questioned.

"The bond is that the models of ZAK will get first, second, or third position in the world-class fashion show." She switched off the video.

"Thank you, baby. You've done a great job. Now sleep peacefully. Tomorrow is a big day for you." She taunted and stood.

"YOU BITCH, WHAT HAVE YOU GIVEN MEEE..."

"'Truth drug,' and you spilled everything like a pro." She chuckled and left the room, closing the door behind her. Amar fell unconscious due to the drug's effect.

**Present**

"That bitch cheated us," Amar sneered.

"Who is that girl? Why did she do this? Is she from a secret agency?" Zafar asked in confusion.

"No, bhai. She is Zain's teacher," Amar replied.

"Then why?" He thought and looked at Amar. "Do you have her photo?"

Amar nodded, opened his phone's gallery, and showed it to him. Zafar gasped in shock and clenched his jaw in anger.

"She is that girl."

"Which girl?"

"Mahira Khan." Zafar scoffed. "This girl came last week to my home and beat the shit out of me." He yelled.

"But bhai, she is Tanya, not Mahira Khan." Amar retorted.

"Amar, your bhabhi introduced that girl as her friend," Zafar said, pausing to think. "That means Mumtaz has known everything from the beginning. She has also been cheating me." He gritted his teeth in anger.

"Amar, call our men and tell them to find this bitch Tanya. I'm going to deal with my dear wife." Zafar took his gun and walked outside, Amar following closely behind.