Prologue

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My soul is screaming, each second mocking my whole existence. I should have just died. I am the reason of this affliction.

How can I do such a despicable act? How can I be so shameless? How can I do this to the one who protected me like a brother, provided me a family after everyone left me? How can I crush his gratifying golden family?

He died because of me. Maya is completely of me. I have shattered the most two beautiful people of my life. One is not there with me while the other will despise me till her last breathe. Everyone hates me now.

How will I face Zayan? Will he ever forgive me? Never, he has taken the oath to tear me down till death rattles me.

Today was his marriage but his fiance has vanished in the air and I have signed on the death papers as his wife. I know very well he would have never married me, well how can anyone marry the one who is the reason of his brother's death, the reason of his beautiful family shattered into pieces.

I am just a witch for the Khan family, who destroy the place, the peoples, the surrounding with her evil eye. I am tired now, I can't take the loathe anymore, I will be more alive if the earth opens up and engulf my pathetic existence like I never existed. I destroyed the lovers, the loved ones and every single flower around me. I am exhausted but I can't share with anyone because no one is there for me.

I am very well aware the hell has opened its gate for me from the time Zayan Khan became my husband. He will break me till I am broken completely, but who will tell him that I have already become what he wanted to make me. The last three months, the worst months of my life. I know it very well the day he will find her the first thing he gonna do is kick me out of his life like a unwanted trash and I will not have any option rather than begging on the road.

But am I really at fault or am I a prey???

"Zayan" his grandfather called him out again.

"Don't even think I will touch a dirty woman like her" my heart ached with the words and language he used for me. I just want to leave everything behind and run away somewhere far.

I already got the first implication of whatever waiting for me. If this the impression of him in front of his family what will he do with me alone?

"Bring the papers and just end it" his words are cursing my heart into many pieces. A young girl bought two rings in a beautiful tray covered with rose petals. All this feels so fake and so painful to endure.

He took the ring and grandfather again forced me to forward my hand from behind, he hesitated for a moment looked around his family and hurriedly slid it down my finger and then wore the other ring on his by himself.

Wasn't I one to do the make him wear that or maybe my cheap poor skin will burn his rich one. Our gaze met, his eyes were red, I could even see the veins, the beast inside him has wake up, I could feel the storm.

Before I could process anything I am pulled by my throat, he had gripped my throat with his large strong hand.

My face inches away from him "I take the oath to tear you down till death rattles you" his hot smoky and minty breath hitting my face.

My eyes widen, I was in complete shock, mind unable to process anything, body temperature rising and trembling in fear.

"Zayan leave her" Grandfather shouted but his grip tightened making it difficult for me to breath. My mouth parted to inhale the air.

Rashid uncle ran to him and forcefully detached us. He was breathing fast and rapidly. He closed his eyes to calm himself, jerking himself from his father hold.

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