Asalamoalaikum :)
I was a little free so decided to update. Recap's here.
*Ammi, you don't even know what kinda behaviour he has for me. You have no idea what he do to me everyday and you have no idea what he had stored for me in the coming days. *
BTW I suck at chapter naming, bear with that.
P.S. Unedited.
Happy reading :)
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CHAPTER SEVEN
*A FEW DAYS LATER*
I wasn't in a mood to go out with him yet again he still forced me to and this time I wasn't going to any party with him I was going to live a nightmare. He... he took me to a... club. A random club full of alcohol. His friends were more like his enemies who continuously encouraged him to have alcohol but he refused to. Atleast he knows his extreme limits.
His words continously ranged in my head when he was told me that he's taking me somewhere. "One wrong move and your innocence will be in my hands". I was in my thoughts when his grip on my tightened and he took steps towards a group of guys who were busy playing cards but one of them was looking towards us. Maybe he called him.
Why am I even here?
He left my hand and picked up two chairs from the bar counter which was on our way towards that guy group and started walking there again. I just followed him.
"Dude so finally you accepted the challenge. Nice, huh." One of them said when we reached there and Shehryaar put the chairs in middle of the circle of those guys around the table and gestured me to sit down on one.
What challenge?
I sat in the right one with dragging my chair a little more to the right so that I can be near him and away from the guy on my right.
"You finally brought your wife here. Or I say a hot girl who is you're wife just in some papers." he smirked and Shehryaar chuckled. What...? Are you kidding me Shehryaar?
"A huge deal for me. You know." Shehryaar replied and all of them laughed and I felt unsafe even when Shehryaar said he'll stay with me when I wasn't agreeing to come here.
"Dude your wife is so hot, how do you stay away. How the hell do you even keep hands to yourself? If you don't want her then hand her to me yaar we'll have all the fun." Another of them said and I shifted more towards Shehryaar.
Why are you not saying anything?
My breaths increasing every passing minute when he didn't replied to that guy. I couldn't even look up at his face. He noticed my uncomfortable feelings and finally a husband in him woke up.
"She's not your property, you get it." Shehryaar got up and shouted at him a little. "Oh Shehry she's not even worth bringing a wall between us, I can get a thousand times better one than her. And you're shouting at me just because of her? Because of this bit*h?" he replied and Shehryaar glared at him and quietly sat down again.
The guy on my right shifted a little towards his left, towards me and tried to trace my leg from under the table. His hand when touched me I shrinked more towards Shehryaar and held his hand, tightly.
He looked me and then towards at him and then back to me. I nodded a little and without wasting a second he got up and punched the guy hard. And took me towards the bar counter.
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