I lifted her up and carried her to a corner. I was about to beat her, but somehow I stopped. Her face was scary enough to stop me.I let go off her neck.
She fell on the floor. The chair landed straight on her chest.
Why wasn't I feeling any joy watching her suffer? I mean, that's what I wanted right?
{ AMIR'S POV }
Thank God, she didn't know who I was. I swear she would kill me!
Her gown was falling off. She seemed like she was unable to move, but she still pulled her gown up despite being under a chair.
I was staring with my mouth wide-open, except it wasn't visible because I had a mask on. Awkward.
She pushed that chair away from her.
She looked at me with her big round eyes, giving me the I-Will-kill-you look. Okay, that's not the look she gave me but she was so scary.
You know what? I can't get scared by her just because I can't kill her! I will torture her to death!
"Please, don't do this to me! I have never-"
"Shh! Shut up! Why can't you just shut your ugly mouth off! Or else I-"
"You what? Kill me? Please go ahead and do that! I am tired of wearing the same gown with all this messed up makeup. I am tired of getting hurt again and again", she paused and started crying,"Look what is it that my father has done to you? And why am I involved?"
How did she know that? I swear this girl was getting on my nerves. I couldn't handle it anymore. She has this weird ability to turn into a witch and then make me feel guilty for what I do.
I grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards me.
"Don't you dare ask me about your dear father, Haroon Malik! What has he not done to me?"
"I-I can-"
I put my finger on her lips,"Just shut up!"
Then, I left.
{ ALIZEH'S POV }
"Don't you dare ask me about your dear father, Haroon Malik! What has he not done to me?", he shouted.
I swear this guy is crazy! One moment, he lifts me up to beat me and two seconds later he loses all his confidence.
Why does he even wear a mask? It's not like I know him or I have seen him.
Wait... what if he is someone I know? But who?!
"I-I can-", I stuttered while he cut me off by putting one of his fingers on my lips. Eww, disgusting.
I swear I am the one wearing the same gown for like I dont even know how long and this guy disgusts me more than myself.
"Just shut up!", he said and left.
I am starving, someone please give me something edible unlike that piece of bread. My hunger was killing me more than the situation I was in.
It was morning now, is he planning to kill me by starving me?
And suddenly, a lady servant came in.
"Dear, I am sorry for you. I wish I could get you out of here. This place, despite being a mansion, is jahannam (hell). Everyone is treated like they are not even humans here", she said.
Why was she telling me all this? Why can't she get me out of here?
"Okay...", I said, being completely clueless of what to say.
"Dear, I have brought you some food. All I could manage is some fruits and a piece of bread with jam."
DID SHE GET ME FOOD? SOMETHING OTHER THAN THAT PIECE OF BREAD?
"Thank you so much! I was really hungry since I came here", I said.
"My pleasure", she said and left.
I was so hungry that if someone gave me fruits and told me it had poison, I would still eat it.
I didn't even spare a second, I started eating the moment I finished thanking that lady.
She gave me two apples and one banana, along with a piece of bread that was better than that tastless bread, with jam. My life was complete.
I didn't even like jam, but this is the first time jam tasted good, well more like heaven to me.
{ AMIR'S POV }
"Sir, your job is done! I gave her some food."
"Good job! Now leave!", I said as I watched Alizeh eat like a dog! She must have been really hungry!
Why do I care?
I just want to go in and kill her for being Haroon Malik's daughter. But, then she is just so not the daughter of Haroon Malik.
And it's not that I can't get her killed by someone else, I just don't want her to be killed.
Okay, I don't even make sense anymore... I should just stop overthinking this goddamn situation for now!
Longest chapter till now! Longer ones coming soon. How was this chapter? If there are any words you don't seem to understand, please don't hesitate to comment.
Also, I do realize I have lots of grammatical errors, I plan to fix them once I finish this book since I want to spend more time writing this and less on other stuff. So grammar nazis please chill out 🙂
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The Lifelong Death
SpiritualAlizeh Malik is the daughter of a police officer. She is intelligent and soft hearted with a unique personality. Amir Mirza, the self centered and arrogant son of late Jahangir Mirza is seeking revenge for his fathers death. Haroon Malik had kille...