PROLOGUE

"So you're up, babe…" she heard his casually calm voice from behind. She snapped her head towards him. He was standing near the door, hands in his pocket and scanning her disheveled state in the bed. 

"What….what you-you've d-done to me," she murmured, shivering badly due to the cold weather outside. The room's temperature was normal but his cold presence was enough to make her tremble. 

He didn't answer. He stared at her for a moment and then took his steps towards her. Her heart skipped a beat. Unknown from his next step, she still tried to crawl back, not wanting to get caught by him. But her little moves were useless in front of him. 

He effortlessly held her wrist and pulled her harshly towards him. Her eyes widened and she stopped breathing the moment she stared deep into his amber eyes with this proximity. 

His eyes were like a blazing flame. 

He then pulled her out of the bed, making her stand. She was confused—knew nothing about his next step. 

He was calm, cool and dangerously silent, and his aura was giving her goosebumps. A psycho like him could do anything, anytime. Maybe he doesn't even realize how many people have suffered because of him. 

"I've something to show you, babe," he whispered near her ear, fanning her neck area. She didn't even realise about her state, because all she knew—she was utterly scared. She didn't have time to react to her clothes, to her state, or to anything except Sanam. 

He then walked towards the huge wardrobe with her. On their doors were carvings of two large glasses. 

He made her stand in front of that mirror, and stood behind her. She confusedly looked at her reflection and sent some sympathy to herself, because she was completely disheveled. Her long messy hair was dangling. Her eyes were red and swollen due to crying continuously from the last day, and what hurt her heart so badly? That...she was only in her garments in front of him. Never even in her dream, did she think that life would bring her on such a path, in which she would be treated like this. 

He removed her shirt so slowly, carefully and caressingly, enjoying the warm and soft skin of hers brushing against his cold fingers, where she was just confusingly watching his every step. Of course, she couldn't hide, she couldn't stop him and she couldn't run away—at least not now! 

"Well, it was suiting you.." he murmured near her earlobe, making her shiver under his hot breath. Even his soft touches were making her quiver so badly. 

He started removing the bandage, while she was lost in her thoughts. She was wondering how she could run away. She can understand that if the man can keep an eye on her for years, she doesn't know how clever he would be. For that, first she needed to know where she was but this thought did not even touch her mind. 

The next moment, he surprised her, "Look," and her eyes widened when he showed her the name tattoo of Sanam on her collarbone. The calligraphy was utterly beautiful, decorated with blossoms and a shiny butterfly around his name. 

"Now you can't say that you aren't mine," He said amusingly. Tears rolled down to her cheek but heat rose inside her skin, burning it like hell in extreme exasperation. She couldn't believe Sanam named her like his territory. Like his share, he had his name inked on her. 

Crazy! 

Beast! 

A devil! 

"HOW DARE YOU!" She shouted, turning towards him and raising her hand to smack his cheek so hard, but once again, Sanam proved his sharpness by clutching her wrist in the air. 

She dared to commit the same mistake once again. 

"How dare I, huh?" 

He twisted her hand towards her back, turning her towards the mirror once again and earning  a painful screech from her. 

"No, Heeriye…..you're wrong once again." He jerked her more towards him, giving her pain for her scissor-like tongue. 

"You should've thought before disrespecting me." 

He nuzzled her neck, fanning her skin. Every single hair on her skin stood up. She was frozen when Sanam dipped his head, first nuzzling her neck and then spreading feathery kisses so slowly. Her soft and warm skin was giving a lot of comfort to Sanam's lips in this bitter cold. Her soft kisses can make anyone melt and same would have happened to Heer if she had not kept Emir in her heart. 

"But you didn't…" his voice became dark and he nibbled her neck so harshly that she winced in his hold. He smirked mentally as if he was watching her wincing soul in front of him. She wanted to jerk him away but his hold was too strong to remove. 

"It was a bad move, darling…" he muttered. She couldn't answer him. Her tongue was tied. Her words were dead inside. Only one thing was on her mind, to run away from here. As soon as possible. 

His free hand yelped her hair, bent her head backward for better access and made her beg, "Please, don't...." But he fucking paid no attention. 

His mouth travelled to her jaws, giving no answer to her and leaving wet kisses behind. Her skin was smooth and milky. Her sweet scent mixed with his manly  woody scent as she slept in his bed and was covered with his duvet which probably contained his mesmerizing fragrance and it made him even more crazy for her. 

"No, Heeriye...I don't wanna stop now," he pulled her hair and kissed her jaws once again. His voice was deep and even huskier. Too hot to resist yet the girl was trying to move away from him. 

This shows that external beauty cannot imprison the soul in it's trap. 

"I don't want anything but you," he breathed, "Oh god, only you…." 

Her heartbeats quickened. Hearing such a thing from Sanam, her heart sank like an urge for emotions. For a moment as if everything had stopped. Sanam's heart started beating in her ears. Hell yeah, she could hear his heartbeats! A different rhythm was formed which numbed Heer and the cruel pleasure offered by Sanam enveloped her. 

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Hey love! I just wanted to say that I'm really happy you found my story somehow and want to thank you for giving it a shot. I hope you'll like it! 

DISCLAIMER

This whole story is fiction. Everything used in this story is part of my imagination which can hardly be true. In this story I didn't create the names of the characters, the places used, even the dead people with the intention of hurting anyone. 

Neither do I want to hurt any religion or belief in the story. And I respect every faith. 

I truly believe in Jesus and I know the most about that religion, so if I talk about religion anywhere in the story, I will only use the teachings of Christianity. 

I will not give false testimony of my God anywhere through this story. I have said that all this is just a part of my imagination, so do not accept any miracle told in this story as true at all. I do not participate in the sin of perjury, nor do I ensure the participation of anyone. 

Along with this, the names I have used in this story have also been done only after a lot of research. I have chosen these names on the basis of many languages. 

Through this story, I just wanted to spread happiness but still if any of my words sting you then I would sincerely apologize! 

I won't reveal my age when I write the story, but I would request you not to explain to me what maturity is. I am familiar with all these things. 

English is not my native language so mistakes can be found in my book. I'm extremely sorry for that. 

Somewhere in this story, you will definitely see the dark characteristics of a dark character, but I do not promote such things through them. 

I am totally against the bad and harsh treatment of men towards women. 

It is a sin in the eyes of God to consider the power of women weak and suppress and crush them, and this is my thinking also. 

Once again, I do not support the harsh treatment of men towards women. 

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