Back when Taemoor was standing in her library, the first scene began.
8 Years before…
The continuity of years of thoughts was broken for a moment, it felt like a journey of centuries had been completed. They say that by reliving a happy moment, one can laugh in the future, but here, in both cases, the pain was just pain. For Taemoor, it was more so.
The page was still in his hand, still leaning back in his chair, and his eyes were still closed, thinking about the moment when he felt that the wrong decisions had begun.
How could this wrong decision have happened? When he felt right. He had done all this for his family for Ahmed
But still…
The mind began to wander in that direction again, as if seeking an answer to its question, but does finding the answer end the suffering?
Does it?
Now…
He was about to enter the lawn filled with laughter, glitter, and lights. It hurt a lot to take the first step, but he held on, he had to hold on. Yes he had to
When he entered, everyone's heads turned towards him. Many faces wore mixed expressions of surprise and fear.
Mr. Taemoor? Here? Has he come to raid us? Has he come to arrest us? All sorts of questions began to echo in their minds seeing him,
The party's leader's face lit up with a smile,
“Oh finally”
The man got up from his seat and as soon as Taemoor arrived, Fakhar stretched out his arms to hug him, but Taemoor sat on the couch before him, his arms outstretched, his legs crossed.
Now he seemed to own the place.
“It was a pleasure to meet you, Barkhodhar.”
“ But I was not happy to meet you.”
“Hahaha, that's the answer I expected from you. Well, tell me, what drew you into this world that you would go to any extent to eliminate?”
“I can go to any extent even today. But you can't go, can you?”
“Compulsion is such a thing that even a king is forced to kneel.”
“Do you see me kneeling?”
“You should.”
Taemoor chuckled this time. People were mesmerized.
“These words show that you have accepted me as the king of this place, now you also have to accept that Taemoor never bows down, he is beneficial”
When the cigar was taken, it was offered to Taemoor as well. Taemoor reached out and took it from his hand.
“Remember, You. You came to ask for something today, Mr. Taemoor. Looking at you, it doesn't seem like you came to ask for anything.”
“ I go to govern, not to make requests.”
The smoke from the cigar dissolved in the air. Taemoor suddenly needed to cough, but he controlled it.
If Yashal were here, she would hit him with her shoe if she saw him smoking a cigar.
A smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he remembers Yashal. No matter how much she bothered him at home, he always missed her.
The bodyguard of the opposite party on the side was furious with Taemoor's attitude. Taemoor's eyes wandered around, parties, music, romance, love, alcohol, every immodesty was evident, the women's clothing was so badly fitted that it was almost out of place on their bodies. He turned his gaze back to Fakhar.
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