AYRA’S POV: “Oh my God! You are here. I can’t believe I am seeing you after such a long time.” Both of our attention diverted towards the woman standing in front of the great window wall of the living room as she came out of nowhere making look behind at the open window. Might be she came from the garden directly because we both were guarding the main gate of the house.I immediately jump down from the table as he held me from the waist while muttering something under his breath. Most probably some curse word as he didn’t look so please about the woman.I glanced at her as she was looking a few years younger than Mrs Johara and that made her old enough to treat him like a son and she did as she came forward and grabbed his face kissing his forehead. He kind of saw it coming as his face was emotionless while the woman who seemed very joyful with her voice and with her attire which went perfectly with her shocking purple colord highlights with brown hairs. They were in a bun.“Is t
AYRA’S POV: I slept alone. The chirping aunt Matilda was gone after she saw me yawning while my eyes were turning red. She made me eat grilled chicken salad which was light and healthy after such a long flight. I wasn’t in mood of eating anything heavy. She left after sunset and after taking a shower and freshing up I waited for him to never come as I finally drifted to sleep because the one thing I was sure of this that it wasn’t a honeymoon. He was here for work and I was here because might be I would never get the chance to explore Paris again. Ah! It’s the city of love and I am here with the least loving person right now. People should be banned like him here. Smiling at my own thoughts which were surrounded by him unfortunately I drifted to sleep soon. I would never have slept so peacefully unless I wasn’t so tired and the fact that there were guards outside at least six at the front and six at the back. People would be more curious about what type of people were living ins
AYRA’S POV: “You “You should have stopped me then.” His deep masculine voice reached my ears as I could see through my peripheral vision how his handsomely sculptured face was adored by a smirk. It seemed like it was a part of his personality.“I…I did.” I tried more to think about it while I answer as I was afraid that he would turn out right.“I never heard it when you were grinding on my lips. All I heard was my name Cherry.” He said and without any warning he pulled my arm and in no second I was in his arms as I weigh nothing to him. A small gasp left my mouth when he pulled me towards him securely while I wrapped my arms around my neck to gain balance. My eyes went wide when I saw him moving towards the restroom.“Where are you going?” I mumbled keeping aside the effect of his previous words m I never grinded anything.“To take a shower.” He simply answered as he entered the restroom and the door closed behind us with a small clicked sound.“I can take my own shower.” I tr
AYRA’S POV: When you lie for the first time and you always have the fear to get caught and then suddenly someone looks at you with suspicion in his eyes dwelling with the breakage of trust inside his orbs, all you feel at that time as if your soul has left your body. That was the same case that happened to me when he walked in the room with that old diary in his hand. When I put that in my bag is with the feeling that I would never have to open it in front of him because he would never be with me on this trip. I had to survive alone and I was eager to complete this book in order to know exactly what had happened. I still didn’t know who it belonged to and who was the girl who made a man to write a diary about her. That was romantic even though the first word was a curse word.“I found it…in the library.” I mumbled as I was top scared to face his wrath. He hadn’t shown his wrath yet to me but what I’ve heard from people around here I think one glimpse of his wrath would make my he
ZAROON DURANI’S POV: I’ve been waiting for her since she had gone missing after the massacre that happened ten years ago. There was a time in between those years when I lost hope and I thought she would never come back but then I got to know she had been getting prepared to ruin me. How can she ruin me?I was already ruined after what she had to go through. I didn’t have power back then but now with the power I had been bestowed with I had to correct everything that had went wrong. I paid for what my father, grandfather and my uncles had done. I would turn into like them and that was the thing I swore to myself when I was nine. I swore I’ll pay for everything they had done just to remove the blood that I see in my dreams tainting my white pure shirt. I could kill people but I couldn’t kill people who are innocent, who have families waiting for them at home and who are helpless. I treat people like how they should be treated.My first step towards making everything right was when I
ZAROON’S POV: I could feel the tears wetting my cheeks when I started stroking every wall of her mouth with my tongue as whenever she came in front of me I felt like a beast who is starved to death. I wanted to do so many sinful things with that if she ever has to listen to them she would run away sparing the idea of revenge. I had been doing things with her in my imagination since puberty. That’s the effect she had on me as in the phase where I killed my eldest brother and lost faith in everything I slept with many women but with their consent. I wanted to know how hard it was to sleep with someone who had given you a consent but my brother still wanted to force them who never wanted to be with him. He wanted to ruin the innocence that was built under the care of their parents and family. It kind of like challenged him but it didn’t make much difference. He could have get consent.I caressed the side of her waist making her shudder a little flushing her chest more into mine with a
AYRA’S POV:“Let’s go out. There’s a very beautiful place. You guys can have a very romantic date there.” Matilda came inside the kitchen making me cover my bare legs as much as I could. I knew I was beetroot by then but I was amused by his expressions also.“Date. With you?” He raised an eyebrow as was about to exit the kitchen when he turned around to look at Matilda sarcastically.“Of course not with me. But I should go with you to make you familiar with this place.” She started talking and he went upstairs leaving me alone with her. “Well. Were you seducing him?” She winked at me as my eyes became as wide as saucers making me cover myself more but failed in that attempt.For the matter of fact, he was the one seducing me for wearing nothing but a trouser. He didn’t have the right to look so good. My body wasn’t as good as compared to him. With his body he should be with a model right now.“No. He was cooking.” I said as the image of him playing with me downstairs erupted in
AYRA’S POV: Matilda is a fashion designer as she is the CEO of her own very prestigious company and had a very successful reputation in that field. She glanced at my wardrobe and disapproved more than half of my belongings. She only laid eyes for more than a few seconds on that dove colord long frock reaching till my ankles. I wore 6 inch heels beneath that Areej gifted me on my wedding gift. She basically gifted a set of things and heels were one of them. After glossy makeup and I allowed my hairs to fall down in waves I grabbed my purse and phone to head out. “You look like an angel. He must be head over heels for you.” Matilda chirped smiling at my final look as I tried to smile but blush crept up my cheeks.“I can’t say anything about him.” I mumbled more to myself as he was paying for what Duranis had done. He saved Abroo because he wanted to pay. He waited for me because he wanted to pay. He was trying to lessen the effect of sins his father and brother had done. That didn’