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SEVENTEEN
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HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR EIGHTEEN
I took a deep breath not for the first time but for the hundredth time in one single day. Today was the day. Our Nikkah!The day when I was going to assign myself to Zaroon Durani. The person that I claimed to hate till my last breath and today I was going to be his wife.The deep breathing wasn’t helping the fact that I was going to tie myself with the person who had his hands painted with my family’s blood.I looked down at my henna coated hands as there was a simple design not much but still my hands were burning because this henna was drawn under his name. The burning pain erupted from my hands and reached the left area of my chest to ache there. I was feeling suffocated but I didn’t show that to anyone but with every passing second my chest was getting constricted making difficult for me to breathe. The time for my biggest sacrifice was coming near but I could do anything for my parents and the next generations coming so that they could be saved from Durani’s wrath. They didn’t d
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR NINETEEN
AYRA’S POV:I couldn’t meet his gaze as he was one foot away from me towering over me with his tall posture. He had a hard rock chest as the urge to touch that and feel the warmth suddenly erupted in my chest from nowhere and the way my thoughts drifted to something very inappropriate made my face flushed and my cheeks tinted with pink color as I’d never thought this day would come when I would think about touching Zaroon Durani.He was looking at me intently as I could feel his intense burning gaze on my face as I could feel the intensity even through my veil.My heart beat quickened only to engulf his woodsy scent that numb my brain for a moment making in intoxicated by the addiction. His scent enveloped from all the sides as he forwarded his hand and grabbed mine. The crowd was still silent as I wasn’t paying any attention to them.My breath hitched at the contact of our skin when I glanced up at him only to regret later. My gaze got locked with his raven black eyes as I felt that
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWENTY
AYRA’S POV:I thought it would embarrass Areej but it didn’t instead she rolled her eyes with mischief dancing in her them. Sabreena pursed her lips in a thin line while Aysham cheeks tinted pink because of Areej’s words. I on the other was praying for the earth to yawn and take me inside it. It was embarrassing.“Well. We should get going. Remember you have a dinner tomorrow night with us.” Aysham dragged everyone with her leaving us alone as Areej yelled. “Best of luck for your wedding night.” I knew she was teasing me because my face got paler with her every word.I glanced at him through my thick eyelashes as she was looking at them going away with his head shaking. There wasn’t any expression on his face but amusement was dancing in his eyes, His eyes were pure as it was depictable unlike his face which remained most of time expressionless.Panic stricken to my core as we were both left alone and even the wind blowing outside was making it sound evident between us. His gaze turne
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWENTY-ONE
AYRA’S POV:My lower lip puckered out as his eyes fell on my swollen lip making my chin wobbles which wasn’t in my control at that time. His proximity alone made the tears to appear in my eyes making my vision blurry as I didn’t realize I was trembling a little unless he wrapped his large calloused hand around my waist. He was close as I thought he would continue where he left when I clenched my eyes shut in horror as my heart was beating in my throat at that time. I was expecting his touch again but I heard he muttered something under his breath as he let go off my waist and stood up. I wanted to hear what he said under his breath but the breath I didn’t know I was holding came out making me relax a little.He was folding his sleeves upwards as I opened my eyes to find his retreating back behind the restroom door.What was it? Is this it?I asked myself as I couldn’t come up with any reason for, he would leave me alone there and not progress with the intention which was evident in hi
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWENTY-TWO
AYRA’S POV:I slept peacefully but one part of me was scared of what if he came back in the room. I shut my eyes close in wary of any movement of any footsteps that could be heard from the other side of the door so that I could get to know about his upcoming presence in the room but there wasn’t any. I slept finally with my mind whirling to so many areas that it finally made me sleep despite causing any migraine.Even the first thing that came to mind was him. My back was towards the other side of the bed as I contemplated whether to turn around and look for him or not but at the end when I didn’t feel any of his cologne, I did turn around in order to find no one there. The bedsheet didn’t have any crinkle on it that was the evidence of him staying the whole night out. A part of me was relived but the other part of me wasn’t. I was in a turmoil as I should act like his wife so that I could be close to him but here he wasn’t giving me any chance to do that much to my relief as I couldn
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWENTY-THREE
AYRA’S POV:Taking one last glance at my reflection in the mirror I sighed as it was my first time wearing such an eastern dress as usually, I used to wear skirts with tops but today as a newly married woman I wore a maroon colord shalwar kameez. It was a long shirt with flapper of the same color with a little bit embroidery near the neckline and the sleeves while the rest of the dress was simple with the dark color making it fancy at expensive at the same time.Gliding my shoes in the gold clear heels I rested my dubatta at one side of my shoulder giving me an eastern look. My hairs were already wavy so I just let them float down my back.I wore those earing which I found placed on the bed side table when I exited the restroom after taking a long shower and calming my nerves in order to prepare myself to interact with that cold glacier. Like last night I didn’t find him in the room as the tie was still placed on the bed that reminded me of the intimacy with him early in the morning m
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWENTY-FOUR
AYRA’S POV:Have you ever felt like your soul has left your body while you are just standing focusing on some point?I had that type of feeling at that time when he came near us with his hands in his pockets jaw clenched but amusement was dancing in his eyes. I even forgot I had Sabreena standing by my side as she couldn’t do anything for my escape. Even she was the reason I was in that situation.First in his eyes I was a gold-digger and now I was some horny women who had someone by her side instructing her how to carry out her every movement. I never cursed in my entire life but at that time I wanted to have a face to face to talk with my fate. It was carrying out some humiliating joke on me.“W-we…we..d-d…d-don’t…it’s…not…” Oh God Help!“Excuse me. Ma’am Johara needs her medicine asap.” Sabrina snatched the medicine box from me and ran away like a coward leaving me alone to face the humiliation. I felt betrayed at that time.“You were saying.” His deep rough voice made a shudder to
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWENTY-FIVE
AYRA’S POV:“Sir is here.” Maid informed me as I was wearing my earrings that he gave me. Best way to tell him that yes, I am the gold-digger who liked diamonds. I think all women do but it’s based on the list of priority. Do your priority is diamonds over your peace?No.Do you like diamonds? Yes. That’s simple but still some people judge those women who even likes to wear heavy jewelry and branded stuff. It’s their way to loosen up the jealousy building inside them constricting their lungs snatching their availability to breathe properly.I am glad I was never of these types of people. To be honest I hadn’t seen diamonds in real but the charm which I got seeing them during these days showed me I liked them too but not that much that I would ruin everything for it. Revenge came first. I could buy enough diamonds once I get to open my own clinic afterwards that my uncle promised. I get to buy them with my own money. It was sad that my first diamonds I wore in life weren’t from my mone
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