The threat was made downstairs but the girl totally unaware of the upcoming storm was sitting alone in her room attached terrace.

Lost in the world of her book with a steaming cup of tea in her hands, she was wandering between each word of hope. The night was slowly creeping out behind the curtains of beautiful sky as the sun was setting down. The soft yet melodious chirping of birds felt like the warm blanket in the season of winter. Peaceful and serene!

Her long black hairs were pulled up in a messy bun leaving out some of the naughty strands covering her beautifully unique graphite coloured eyes. The scene was so beautiful that even page turning sound was creating music and perfect to the point that felt surreal.

But everything that is said to be perfect was always the most miserable and lonely. People believed 'Vince Lombardi' as he said 'Perfection is not attainable, but if we chase perfection, we can catch excellence' but she believed what 'Einstein' said 'There is no such thing known as perfection. It's only those imperfections which we choose not to see'

She was not perfect what people take her as but she was comfortable in her own imperfections. She wasn't bold and confident like other girls, she's so emotional that she will cry the second you speak loud at her but she was happy with her this imperfection. She's hoping to improve herself as a Human and that's what matters the most right?

Taking a sip of tea from her cup, she slightly shooked her head disappointed. The tea wasn't made by Mrs. Ahil! She was going to place the cup back on the table but the door of her room was jerked open by force and her father walked in with a angry face that she had never seen before.

Placing the book back on table, she stood up from the sofa like chair. In her entire life of 23 years, she had never seen her father so angry, heck he never entered her room before.

She slightly frowned in nervousness but her eyes were down as she started to greet her father but was terribly interrupted by the booming voice of her father "Asslam....."

"Did you meet Mr. Hamdaani a while ago"? He asked greeting his teeth in anger. Her frown deepened as she looked up with confusion written on her face "Who M-mr. Hamdaani"? She asked nervously pushing some of the strands behind her ear.

Raheel just sneered in response and a image of beautiful emerald eyes crossed her silver eyes "A-are you talking a-about the very tall m-man with......" She trailed off and flinched when Raheel yelled in anger.

"What the hell did you said to him that he asked your hand in marriage Ruhena!!"? Her mind went blank for a minute that she tightened her hold on her duppatta «Scarf»

Raheel sat on the bed with his hands in his hairs. He was feeling like he was being pushed off the cliff and all he was seeing is 'Death', grave of his company, his own self and his only daughter Ruhena.

"M-marriage........I c-can't....." She again trailed off as Raheel snapped his head towards her and his deathly glare made her shut up "I am going to say yes!"

"N-no..." A low plea left her whimpered lips as her pearl like tears started to roll down her cheeks but Raheel stood with his poker face. His hands were clenched as he turned to leave but a fair hand caught his arm "P-please Baba. Y-you can't do this w-with me"

"You don't know that man. His every word is a threat, a promise. He can destroy us with a single snap of his fingers" Raheel's every word felt like a brick on her heart "B-baba please. I-i never asked a-anything from you....."

"You are 23 and this is the right age for marriage. You wouldn't get the man like him ever again" saying this he pulled her hand away from his arm "I hope you will respect my decision"

He said and moved away "B-baba....." A low plead left again with a soft sob but Raheel walked out of the room with his fisted hands.

***********

His evil smirk deepened as he got the answer he was expecting "Do the preparations for the Nikkah ceremony. Tell that bastard that Nikkah will be held tomorrow evening"

Zaroon ordered John and stood up straightening his black coat. There was a small hint of smile behind the curve of his evil smirk that even he didn't knew.

************

"Do you, Ruhena Raheel Khan, daughter of Raheel Khan accept Zaroon Hamdaani to be your husband with the haq mahr of $500,000USD"? Asked the Imam Sahab «Priest».

She clenched her beautiful red gown with her trembling hands, her face was covered with a red veil which hid the most painful reality of her life. Tears were clouding her grayish coloured eyes and with her whimpered lips she uttered thrice imprisoning her life away "I-i do"

She didn't know why she was terribly missing her mother right now who left her the moment she was born. Her parents were divorced. She had never seen her mother. Raheel burnt away every little thing of hers but Ruhena found her mother's picture in the old store room of her Mansion.

She was snapped out of her thoughts when a dark coated icy voice resounded in the hall "I do" they both were separated by the wall of flowers between them but his loud authoritative voice was enough to make her fragile heart tremble.

"I do" Zaroon said second time and Ruhena couldn't help but slowly fluttered her eyes up even though they couldn't see eachother. For the first time in her life she felt different, her body was reacting differently. Her trembling hands and tears stopped but her abnormally beating heart was a different story.

"I do" Zaroon said for the third and last time with a promise of destruction in his heart as he mumbled slowly "The hell is awaiting" but oppositely him, Ruhena closed her eyes taking in a soft breathe and mumbled a small dua "I have full faith in you 'Allah Ta'alla' and I know 'You' will never do injustice with me"

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Just as the Nikkah was done, Zaroon ordered John to get the private jet ready as they were leaving right away.
Ruhena who was expecting it wasn't surprised, she changed her clothes in comfortable one and walked out of the Mansion towards Zaroon's car.

John opened the car door for Ruhena and as she bend down to sat in car, Zaroon's dark voice resounded in the car as his fingers were fiercely typing on his laptop "Arrange her to the other car"

Her heart instantly tightened at his words but she took 2 steps back leaving the car door. She felt insulted extremely insulted even John was dumbfounded. He never expected his Boss to behave like this and this was the very reason he never asked Zaroon for the sitting arrangement of Ruhena.

John gave a awkward smile to Ruhena which she wholeheartedly reciprocated. He gestured her to the other car and started walking towards it opening the door for her. She passed a small smile and politely thanked him "Thank You" her voice was very soft and polite, after all she was a natural born soft spoken.

In no time they reached the airport even settled on his private jet but not once Zaroon glanced at her. He straight went to his room in the jet and Ruhena sat by the window looking outside.

She understood one thing that this marriage wasn't out of love. She was hurt because she felt unwanted again. Unknowingly tears started to roll out from her beautiful eyes. Yes! She was a crybaby but she's happy to let everything out.

She tried to understand her father's feeling that why she was unwanted. No doubt her father gave her every little thing. Best education, freedom, money, luxury, each and everything a person could ask for but just not his attention.

Every girl's father calls their daughter princess and it was her dream to be called princess by her father but it never happened. He gave her the life of Princess but never treated her the way a father does.

The Mansion she lived in was just a mere four walls for her. The home was made up with love and unity but both were missing from her Mansion.

As they landed, Zaroon walked out first, Ruhena and John followed him quietly. Zaroon stood infront of the car and Ruhena turned to sat in other car but just as she held the handle of car door, Zaroon's booming voice was heard by Ruhena "Sit in this car"

She was slightly confused that who he asked to but the second her gaze settled with his intense gaze, she knew she was held captive in the beautiful prison of his jade eyes.

Zaroon averted his eyes and sat in the car. John passed a smile to Ruhena and held the door open for her. John was feeling very sad and guilty for this poor soul but he was more afraid of his Boss's wrath. He hopes that his boss will soon see right from wrong.

"Thank You" Ruhena mumbled politely and sat in the car. Zaroon as usual opened his laptop while Ruhena didn't dared a glance at him. She was afraid of him but the reason was still unknown to her. Maybe because of his beautiful yet dangerous green eyes, maybe because of his intense gaze which always make her shudder in fear or maybe because of the powerful aura he exude. Whatever the reason, she knew she was afraid of him.

Facing the window, she got lost in the flashes of her life as the sky decided to wash over the earth and clouds thundered with heavy pouring of rain.

She wanted to ask so many questions but mainly that why did he married her because she very well knew, this marriage wasn't out of love. There was something that she was unaware off.

She was in her own world of thoughts when a beautiful Mansion came in view. Her cherry coloured lips parted in awe. Although she had lived her whole life in luxury but she had never seen such a beautiful and big mansion before. This Mansion was thrice the size from her Mansion.

The big gate opened and their car slide in. Soon the doors of their car was pulled open by the guards and they both got out of the car. Ruhena thanked the guard politely while Zaroon kept quiet.

Ruhena quietly followed behind Zaroon and they both walked inside.