two broken souls heal together~
"You make it kinda hard not to stare"
Maizan Adnan Baig: The CEO of 'MB clothing industries'. 29y/o, 6'2, black hair, well built body, hazel eyes in short a Greek god!
Women throw herself on him but being loyal to hi...
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Training with Mr Baig revealed the hidden side of mine. I did not expect myself to do a cat walk even after training, but I did and I am so happy.
The amount of care and comfort I got from him was surprising for me. I have started to take sleeping pills every night so I don't scare Mr Baig in his sleep.
It was a difficult path for me as it involved gaining confidence, which I did not have. Mr Baig was patient with me and helped me through the month for my event, he and I added equal efforts but he was just so patient and understanding that just made me happy.
Not to mention but Abba and Ammi will also be there to see my on the ramp. I hope they don't pull out any stunt which will make me loose my confidence.
I still don't have to courage to tell Mr Baig about my past. Will he be considerate enough? Will he pay attention to ny words? What if he would consider me as a old, used rag and throw me out?
At first I thought that Mr Baig is forcing me to do the modeling because he wants his company to grow and I still think that sometimes. Why would anyone put their efforts on me?
When I was a kid I had a dream to be loved. Ammi and Abba never loved me, they always hit me or make me work. I used to do that work thinking that this is what my life holds right now and the best is yet to come.
Then when I was married to Aziz I was so happy that I would finally feel loved and have a happy life. I even started to like me as he treated me right.
I was blinded by the happiness of getting married and didn't focused on his personality. He used to make me do the household chores and I used to think that It's the duty of a wife and did it. I was blinded and didn't once objected him.
A month after our marriage he took me to a date and that place was so beautifully decorated that I still remember it. He said that he planned something special for our one month anniversary.
He booked a hotel for us to stay that night and as always I thought that we will sleep normally but when I was in the room he barged in and he reeked if alcohol.
Thats when I knew something bad would happen and it did, he sexually asaulted me and I couldn't say anything. Despite my screamed and tears that monster was only focused on his pleasure.
The next morning was very brutal for me. He just dragged me home and made me work like his maid and I did thinking that this is also just a phase and my life will get more better.
He divorced when I was admitted in the ICU for his brutal assault on me.
Other people would lose hope of getting happy in the future but I trust my Allah and I know that he is the one who puts me in the difficulties and he is also the one who saves me from them.
Then again I was thrown in Abba and Ammi place and now I am thrown here in Mr Baig's mansion. Am I just a rag that they use me and throw me away?
But here I am scared this time, I do got a nice family and a child but what if the history repeats itself? What if something happens that will take me away form them and I will again be at Abba and Ammi's place?
Only 2 days are left for the event and I am very nervous but prepared. I am so socially awkward that its so wired for me to even stand in a crowded place.
"Ammi!!" I flinched at Noor's high pitched voice and saw her running inside my room. She climbed on the bed with some difficulty and then jumped on my lap to made herself comfortable.
"What happened Noor baccha?" I asked her and she hugged me tightly and hid her face in my bosoms while I caressed her head lightly.
"Abba....." She whispered softly and I smiled.
"He will be here in some time Noor. It's evening already" I cooed her and she nodded cutely and dig more inside my chest making me giggle.
"Hehe its ticklish Noor!" I laughed out when she did it again and her hands roamed on my stomach making me laugh more loudly.
Noor was also laughing while she tickled me and tears were soaked up in my eyelashes because of the unbearable laughing. It felt nice, felt like home. Laughing carefree like this after so many years is so magical.
My eyes shifted a little and saw the door open, there stood Mr Baig with his hand on the door knob and his mouth formed a little smile which made my smile vanish _______________________________
