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Shoaib's pov

When I woke up, my eyes met her beautiful face.

Dense black lashes hid her blue eyes. Damn I hate her eye color; it’s the same as her brother’s.

I got up hurriedly. I didn’t want to praise her beauty. Come on, she’s not beautiful, but her thigh-length black hair is...

Fuck... stop it, Shoaib, just stop it.

My mind was running like a bullet train. I have to pretend in front of everyone that I married her out of sympathy.

“You married her for revenge,” my mind mocked.

Yeah, I know I married her for revenge, but I have to pretend like mujhe taras agaya us par. I can’t risk revealing how I manipulated her into marrying me for her brother's sake.

Shit... she’s demanding to meet her brother as soon as she wakes up.

I grabbed my hair in frustration.

If Sunidhi  finds out I married her, and cheated on her niece, she’ll tell Shreya, and Shreya will leave me knowing my marriage thing.

No, she can’t leave me...i love her , Shreya can't leave me, shoaib just find a way to sleep with her for once then leave her damn it.

It's as simple as that, you have to take her innocence and hurt her beyond repair, seeing her religious nature having Sex with her is enough to break her, she'll definitely shattered knowing I took her in the name of fake marriage,  that i was never her husband It's all a lie, it's simple use her vulnerable state,

I pinched my forehead in deep thought.

One think is clear that he will not kill Taha; after all, Gudiya is married to him.

Are they really married? Or did he also trick my sister into a fake marriage to take her innocence?

Think positive, Shoaib, think positive.

My phone buzzed, turning my attention toward it.

“Chachu, Rubs is not fine. She hasn’t woken up. The doctor suspects she has had a nervous breakdown.” I clenched my teeth reading his message.

Okay, now I don’t have to reveal my sham marriage as everyone’s attention is on Gudiya.

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Taniya's pov

I got up and had the breakfast he ordered for us.

He was nowhere to be seen, maybe he wasn’t here.

I completed my breakfast and got up to change my clothes.

I took my simple pair of Afghani shalwar suit, a dark pink one.

After changing my clothes, I came out of the bathroom and found him sitting on the sofa.

For a second, our eyes met, and I nervously turned my gaze away, breaking eye contact.

I opened my braids to comb my hair.

I sat on the bed and asked, gathering courage while opening my braids absentmindedly.

“Suniye...,” I said, but it came out as a whisper.

“Boliye,” he replied, looking at me.

“Taha bhai and Baba Jaan?” I asked.

“I will take you to meet your brother as soon as possible and your Baba Jaan is out of danger. Although it will take a good amount of time for him to recover fully, don’t worry; Shahram is taking care of him really well,” he informed.

I nodded and combed my hair but stopped when I heard him.

“Don’t bind them in a braid,” he said, staring at my hands , i don't know why he is staring at my henna clad hands without blinking and sour expression

Come on Taniya, kisi aur ki hone wali biwi musallat ho gyi hai inke sar per shyad isliye.

I gulped at his sudden demand. Why does he want me to leave my hair open?

“But... we are going out. I can’t leave them open,” I muttered, looking down.

“Tani, he is the key to meeting your brother. Please don’t upset him,” my mind said.

“There is no need to cover them. People are too busy in Istanbul to look at your hair,” he said casually his eyes glued to my hands on my hairs.

His words hurt me a little, but it’s okay. He’s modern; I can’t argue with him but still tried my luck.

“I know, but they are not free to stare at my hair. I am bound to cover them, as only my mehram has the right to see my hair,” I said simply, looking at him.

He blinked and opened his mouth to say something when the doorbell reached our ears.

He got up and opened the door. I hurriedly put my dupatta on.

After a few minutes of talking, he turned and said the words I wanted to hear eagerly.

“We are going to meet your brother.”

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