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"Anaaya, I want to talk to you about something." Shehroz stepped into Anaaya's room after knocking on the door.

Anaaya immediately covered her neck properly with a dupatta as she heard his voice. Because the marks of Zaviyaar's fingers were still clearly visible on her neck.

"What were you doing in the car with Zaviyaar?" He asked in a stern voice.

"He is my professor. Actually, I was feeling dizzy and the driver wasn't picking up the call s…so he dropped me home." Anaaya aptly lied to him, fidgeting with her fingers. Shehroz stared at her with deep eyes as if he was that dumb the way Anaaya was considering him.

"From now on if something like this happens, you will call me. Don't ever take a lift from any strange person." Shehroz said solemnly. Anaaya quickly nodded her neck.

"Ok." She kept on standing with a bowed head in front of him as she was feeling hell-irritated and right now she only wanted to take a rest. After dropping a look at her, Shehroz walked out.

As he stepped out
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