My goal is not to be better than anyone else but to be better than how I used to be~~ Wayne W.Dyer
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Nuska's pov

I opened my eyes with great difficulty and looked around me and saw that I was in a bedroom, not a luxurious one but a cosy one.

It was a small room with a small bed which I was sleeping on, a sofa and a small wardrobe. The room also had an attached bathroom.

Now where am I?? Still with Imran or am I somewhere else ??

I was scanning the room to find any clue about where I am when the bathroom door opened and Zaid came out with a towel in his hand, only then I realised I was not wearing my hijab so I quickly searched for my hijab and wore it but thankfully he wasn't looking at me.

"Ma'am finally you are awake?" Zaid spoke to me.

"Yes, Mr.Moody" I replied.

" Mr.Moody? Did you call ME Mr. Moody?" He questioned and walked towards the sofa. He sat on it after keeping the towel aside.

"Yes "

"Can I know why is that?"

"Because I really can't understand your mood. One time you are all caring and the other time you are scolding me" I told him pouting.

"Oh really!!! Madam, you really deserve all the scolding because you did things which I asked you to not do it"

"Why should I listen to you?"

"Because if you don't listen to me then you have no way of going home. If you annoy Imran he will definitely not send you home, I am 100% sure of that."

"I will escape when he is not there"

"Okay do as you like, you will definitely reach home safely if you escape. But don't forget you are kidnapped by a dangerous mafia. If you are caught escaping you will be dead"

"Noo.. I want to live, I have a lots of things to achieve"  I said sadly.

"Hmm.. good"

"But if he annoys me I will definitely not keep quiet. I am telling you this as an earlier note"

"After all a Devil is a Devil"

"Are you calling me a Devil?" I questioned him utterly annoyed.

"Yes.. want to know why dear?"

"Why?"

"Because the Devil does things which are wrong and no matter what they will do it and when it comes to you it's the same just like the Devil you also does things which I ask you to not do it"

"Lame reason so I won't accept the fact of you calling me a Devil"

"Even if you don't accept I will still call you Devil" He said and started laughing while I glared at him.

"It's not funny.. can you please stop laughing" I said still glaring at him.

"Hey Devil please stop glaring at me, I feel very scared" He said and continued laughing.

"If you don't stop laughing, I will definitely kill you" I threatened him.

"Please stop joking Devil"

Idiot I hate you.

I was searching for something to him when my eyes caught sight of the lovely pillows.

Ha ha Mr.Moody look what I am going to do now.

I threw the pillow straight on to his face But he caught it..

"That was a good try. Your brain really works like Devil, isn't it?" He commented but I ignored him and got out of the bed.

"Okay fine.. I am sorry" He apologised.

Yes. Now he is like a good boy.

I ignored his sorry and walked towards the bathroom.

"Nuska there is a dress in the wardrobe you can have a wash and change into those"

"What? Clothes for me? Are we kidnapped or are we on a trip?" I replied clearly confused.

Like seriously which kidnapper would give clothes also don't forget about this room.
We are the luckiest captives ever.

"You don't have to overreact. There is only one dress in the wardrobe"

"But then which kidnapper would give clothes for his/her Captives"

"Ya Allah, you will never stop questioning, will you?" Zaid complained.

"Nope" I replied clearly annoyed.

"Actually Imran is the one who gave each of us a dress because we can't stink,can we?" He questioned to which I shook my head indicating a No "Also luckily he is a person who wants things to be clean therefore we have got clothes to change to and when it comes to this room even I am shocked " He explained to me as if I was a kid.

"Okay"

"Also we have got food for breakfast so will you please freshen up and come soon, I am hungry" He said.

"Okay I'll have a quick shower and come soon" I said and entered the bathroom.
After a full 45 mins I came out fully fresh.

"Devil, you really have come very soon" Zaid remarked sarcastically.

I ignored his comment and said "I am starving, where is the food?"

"It's here on the sofa, sit on the floor, I'll serve" he told me.

Both of us sat on the floor after which he served both himself and me.

It's not some heavy breakfast but two slices of bread with a small piece of chicken.
This isn't enough for me right now because I am starving.
But then again can someone expect loads of food when they are kidnapped.

After we had our breakfast we were relaxing when the room door opened and Imran entered with some of his men.

I immediately stoop up from the bed while Zaid stood up from the sofa.

"My dear, did you have a peaceful sleep last night" Imran questioned me.

"No, as long as I am in your place I will never be able to sleep peacefully" I replied rudely.

"Ouch, that really hurts"

"Shut up"

"Okay"

Ya Allah, save me from this gorilla.

"Amar, bring the Imam to the room" He ordered one of his men.

Amar obediently went out to call the Imam.

But why?? Imam??

After few mins he again entered the room but this time with the so called Imam who was holding some papers in his hand.

"Imam sheriff, how come you are here?" Zaid questioned clearly shocked.

"I am very sorry Zaid but they bought me here forcefully and he even wanted me to conduct your Nikkah now. I am sorry dear, I can't really do anything" Imam explained piting us.

Nikkah?? I can't get married.

"That's enough Mr.sheriff, can we start the Nikkah then?" Imran broke into the conversation.

"Wait, wait before we start we need to make an important call"

Imran took out his mobile and dialled a number.
After few seconds the person on the other side answered the call and indeed it was a video call.

"Ahh.. how lucky am I today, I can see both fathers at the same place" Imran grinned.

"Mr.Hassan and Mr.Nisthar I have called to inform that your son's and daughter's Nikkah will take place in few mins so wish them before it starts" he said and handed over the phone to me.

"Dad.." I said and broke into tears.

"Nuska, don't cry darling I will come and take you home very soon" Dad assured me.

"Dad... I... Imran is getting me married.. I can't... do it" I stammered still crying.

"That's enough Nuska, handover the phone to Zaid, let him see his Dad as well" Imran demanded.

I gave the phone to Zaid and sat on the bed.

"Zaid don't give up and look after Nuska, we will find you'll very soon" His dad adviced but before Zaid could reply anything Imran grabbed the phone.

"That's enough, its time to start the Nikkah" Imran said.

"Don't you dare do such a thing, I will kill you" Dad shouted.

"I am sorry but I have no other option than doing this"

"I don't care about anything but you can't spoil my daughter's life. If you want Zaid to handover his company to you then face him alone and leave my daughter"

"I had already warned Zaid to handover the company to my son but he didn't. Therefore I am getting him married so when I tourture Nuska,His wife then he would definitely hand over the company without a second thought.. After all no husband would want to see his wife in pain. Would he?" Imran  said and cut the call.

Rude.

"Imam sheriff, let's start the Nikkah"

"Please don't do this" I begged him but he ignored  it and asked the Imam to start the Nikkah.

Ya Allah please don't spoil my life..
Please save me.

"Imam can you please stop this and Imran if you want the company from me then fight with me don't spoil our lives" Zaid yelled at Imran.

"I dont care about your lives all I care about is my son" Imran yelled back and asked the Imam to  continue reciting .

Imran you need to be punished.

I took the pillow from the bed and threw it onto Imran's face.

Shot! Imran this is what you get if you play with me.

"*****, how dare you hit me?" He barked at me and walked towards the bed.

"What the hell did you Do?" Zaid whisper yelled at me.

Ya Allah, what is going to happen now.

Imran walked towards me and shouted"How dare you hit me?"

"You deserve that shot" I screamed at him.

The next thing he did made everyone to stand still in their position.

He slapped me and it was the most painful slap anyone could ever have.

I burst into tears because of the horrible pain erupting in my left cheek.

"Stop crying you *****" Imran shouted again but I couldnt control my tears.

"STOP CRYING" He bellowed.

Zaid came towards me and whispered "Nuska please stop crying dear. I'll make sure nothing like this will happen again"

I wiped my tears and pleaded to Imran "I'll do anything for you but please don't get me married .
Please I beg you to not do it."

"Are done speaking?? Imam sheriff continue your work" Imran ordered him.

I sat there silently not able to do anything.

After the Imam finished reciting he asked zaid "Zaid Khan son of Hassan Khan, do you agree to accept Nuska Nisthar daughter of Nisthar Sayid as your wife with the agreed mahr of two cores"

"Qubool hai"Zaid agreed.
The Imam repeated two more times to which Zaid agreed with a Qubool hai.

Now it was my turn..

"Nuska Nisthar daughter of Nisthar Sayid do you agree to accept Zaid Khan son of Hassan Khan as your husband with the agreed mahr of two cores" Imam asked my consent for this marriage.

"I don't want to marry him" I beseeched with tears flowing down my cheeks.

"Nuska, just accept it" Zaid whispered.

"I can't Zaid, I can't spoil my life because of you" I whispered back crying even more harder.

"Nuska don't waste my time" Imran shouted frightening me.

"Qubool hai" I finally replied having no other option.

The Imam repeated two more times to which I agreed.

"Zaid sign in these papers and then give it to Nuska" Imam handed over some papers to Zaid.

After Zaid was done signing he passed it onto me. I took the pen with shaking hands and read it with glassy eyes.

After reading it, I signed the papers and handed it over to the Imam.

"Finally done with this, from now onwards she will be Mrs.Zaid khan, am I right Zaid?" Imran beamed happily but Zaid ignored the Imran and went towards the Imam who was sitting on the sofa whilst I stood up from the bed.

"No..no... Zaid, Amar take Mr.sheriff home. Don't forget to cover his eyes and Mr.sheriff don't you dare utter a word to anyone because if you do then you will not find your kids and wife alive" Imran blackmailed him to which the Imam nodded and left the room with Amar.

"Alright newly wed couple, enjoy your day because from tommorw your day of tourture will start" Imran said and and he turned to leave the room when a man entered the room.

Isn't he the same man who troubled me in the mall, Ahmad Imran.

"Dad, what are you doing......"  Ahmad was talking to his Dad when his eyes fell on me.

"What is she doing here" Ahmad questioned Imran.

"Oh.. Do you know Her??  She just got married to our Zaid Khan" Said Imran.

"What? Why did you do this?"

"That's a long story..." Imran was answering when Ahamd interjected,
"I don't care whether she is married or not but I want HER" Ahmad shouted pointing at me.

Ya Allah, now what's happening in my life??

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Hii guys..
How is life???

Finally they are married..👰
Do you think it was fair to force them to get married???

Any ship name for Nuska and Zaid??

Ahmad has entered into the scene So What do you think will happen next?? Any guesses??

Do you think Nuska and Zaid will be together, forever or will they get separated??🤔🤔

Keep reading😍😍

In sha allah next update will be soon till then,
Byeee😎