faked But truly loved

Part 19

Mir's Pov 

i opened my eyes, it was heavy like it will falls down like a huge thud. the burden was really painful for me. I just laid there with my hands on my head, Things were blur. Then I heard Emaan's voice. 

" Mir idiot ! Fuck ! get up ! " Wait how is she here ! with excitement I opened my eyes. still the whole atmosphere feel to blur in front me but the sweet voice of hers as making me smile like an idiot. My eyes were dizzy enough.

"Mir dude Ho many slaps should i give you ?" Yeah my wife slapped me harder on my cheeks. Pain felt on those cheeks was raging. 

" Emaan! Stop hitting me !" I blurred in low voice. Gosh I Don't remember anything what happened to me. Sick ! 

" Arbaas pick this loaf from here and get out off from here. " i regained my senses and Arbaas helped me picking me up on my legs on my own. Looking at Emaan her attire changed. She looked not my Emaan. Her voice was hers. She was wearing a Crop shirt revealing her bottom stomach abdomen and a tight ripped jeans black and her make up was wild enough with those smoky eyes. What was wrong with her? questions rolled my eyes.

Arbaas was helping me out of the door walking behind her. descending the cells of prison walking she walked bold like always, but she ain't turning behind to give a smile look. She acted weird. 

As we reached the doors And then a Huge hall with a huge curtains running down looks like the headquarters. And stood there on the throne was the king our enemy and Emaan walking by him and stood beside her.

My eyes didn't accept it  to what I have looked at it. My Emaan cannot stand beside that bastard. "Emaan ! " I gave a shout. 

" Do not raise your voice in against My Queen and the throne Queen and a deserving Queen of this era and this island I conquered for her now Queen of Malik The King Is the royal Emaan. " Looking at Emaan he posed a peck on her lips Which gave a huge boiling anger in my blood. 

" Dare to touch my wife. You can't dare to touch her ! She is My Emaan " I yelled at him Walking near the throne trying to climb. Arbaas trying to hold me back giving a sign not to walk by. I fell on my knees. Looked at my Emaan , She looked at me with a Sympathized and a Sorry look and her eyes went numb and giving him a fake smile. 

" You must be kidding Emaan ? What About our daughter ? " I told her looking at her. 

" Which girl ? That 3 feet ball of flesh ! She is not my daughter ! she is not born from my womb. " Emaan told those horrifying words. 

" You loved that girl right. when You picked her. She accepted you as a mother right ?" I said her tears falling down .

" Guard take this Loaf out off my eyes. I don't want to see him. " She yelled Looking away. Her heart ached which the feeling I hate it. Why is she doing this?

Has she bargained this ? For me Has she Done this ? I can see that in her eyes.

" I Will come to take my lawful wife soon. Emaan You are mine. I will take you soon. Wait for me"

" Leave ! You are no one to me ! I love Malik And this luxury Why will I leave ? not for you or for the Girl who is not my biological girl. I am fed of running Now I will love to stay here and stay in peace and rule this world and watching you all die in front my eyes. " Her words Pricked my heart. she had those heavy words coming of her tongue which she hasn't known hurtful. 

" Wait soon And watch !" I left saying those words. 

I Am leaving you down here for my freedom my dear, I will come prepared to take You my wife. I promise.