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    "Kya hogaya tumhe?" Mustafa asked as soon as he set down in chair. He was suddenly confused by shehnaaz's who's face colour has been drained

    Shehnaaz took deep breath, feeling very anxious and scared. No matter how much she messes with her husband and talks back with him he's still that intimidating man. She lied to him and has gotten caught, it mind has stopped working because she doesn't know what will he do. He didn't even acknowledge her in lobby

     She was more afraid for mustafa as she still freshly remembers his threat to him on phone call and her husband do no such a thing called empty threats and after knowing he was once part of jeay sindh she's terrified. Those men are violent and dangerous

"You need to leave" She stands up immediately. Mustafa frown

"What's wrong?" He asked still sitting at his place looking at her with questionable look. She looks panicked and scared "Sab theek haina?" He slowly stands up

"Just listen to me and go back Lahore pheli flight se please" She collected her things from table. Her hands shaking as she picks her purse, she knows it's too late now but she will do all to make sure he doesn't hurt her friends

"Go back Lahore? Hua kya hai tumhe Shehnaaz suddenly weird behave kar rahi ho tell me if something is wrong!" Mustafa stops her movement by holding her arm

"Mein batata hoon what's wrong here"

    Her body went cold as she hears his deep voice ringing in her ear. She lifts her gaze to look at mustafa who looked over her shoulder to look at man in blue shalwar kameez. Hair styled upwards perfectly. Sleeves rolled up, showing his both veiny arms and Rado watch around his wrist making him look rich and classy. Mustafa recognised him as man from lobby who's wallet dropped

"Excuse me do we know you?" Mustafa asked making Shehnaaz shut her eyes in frustration. Can't he just shut up she thought

"Do you?" Sidharth questioned back rising his eyebrow looking over his wife who has refuse to meet eyes with him "Maybe if I ask you who the fuck you are to meet my wife? Will remind you if you fucking know me" His tone was sarcastic and dangerously deep

Mustafa met eyes with Shehnaaz who nodded her head telling him yes he's her husband. Sidharth poke his inner cheek getting closer them when his eyes fell on mustafa's hand that was griping his wife's arm. He gripped hand of Mustafa tightly with clenched jawline and unwrap it from his wife's arm before jerking it away

"She's my friend I can see her whenever I want!" Mustafa rubbed his hand frowning at Sidharth who ignored him and turn to look at his wife

"Chalo mere sath" He demanded in dangerously low and calm tone grabbing her wrist. She lifted her head to look at him through lashes and she see rage in his eyes which made her gulp down. She hissed as his grip around her wrist which was now tight enough to hurt her

"Where is sh-"

He grabbed mustafa by his face harshly and pushed him back into seat. Shehnaaz gasp moving forward to stop him but he blocked her way

"You will keep your damn mouth zipped if you want to see next day" His harsh grip around mustafa's jawline made boy groan in pain and tried to push his hand away

"Sidharth chor den!" Shehnaaz tugged his arm with panic in her eyes as she saw mustafa's face filled with pain and he let out groan when he tightened his grip

She looked around to see only to see his armed gunmen in empty restaurants. When they came in? She didn't even noticed and her heart start to beat faster when she saw very familiar elder man making his way through doors his own security following him. He was dressed in white dress shirt and blue office pants, his hair were mixture of grey and black with styled back in professional way. The way he walks inside screams how powerful he is

Chief minister Gabool.

"I will take it from here rasheedi we don't want blood on our gaddi-nasheen's hand" His deep voice rang in corridors. She saw her husband who was glaring at mustafa now leaving his face with jerk

"What the fuck is going on!" Mustafa asked

"Actually Mr Awan what going on here is that you have some fucking guts" Chief minister dragged chair to sit down face to face mustafa "Agar yahan per instead of her meri biwi hoti tum toh zinda he nahi hote lekin my wife would never do such a thing" He said proudly and it somewhere angered sidharth more the way he's bragging about it right into his face. He never had that kind of good relationship with elder son of Mr gabool but they are always calling each other when help needed in killing or beating someone

"He's my friend you don't have to make it sound like I'm having affair or something!" Shehnaaz looked at chief minster with scowl on her face

"Talk like that with your husband because I don't take shit from any woman other than my wife" He glared at young woman

"Careful how you look at her she's my wife" Sidharth stepped in front of his wife glaring at elder man who rolled his eyes and looked away

Sidharth grabbed Shehnaaz's hand and pulled her out of hotel with his man following, she didn't say anything just went with him. CM didn't understand that type his kids and father made about Rasheedi's wife looking exactly like his. His own wife is way more prettier and thankfully obedient than this woman he just met

"Mujhe un bhenchodo se khunas hoti hai jo dusro ki biwi ke sath zyda free hote hain" Chief minster sighed pulling his gun out to keep it over table while looking at mustafa who's face colour drained

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Shehnaaz followed Sidharth into their apartment. He hasn't utter a word to her through whole ride, nor he demanded as answers from her and it was just making her more nervous. She tried telling him she went to see mustafa just as friends but he didn't answer her and ignore her like she's not even there whole time

"Sidhart-"

"Tumhe divorce chahiye right?" He asked cutting her off in middle while talking off his wrist watch when she called his name as they walked inside his bedroom. Calmness in his tone was not good

"Listen to me firs-"

"Mein har cheez bardast krlugi ek bewafai nahi mujhe baadkirdaar kehti ho tum toh tum khud kya ho?" He questioned glancing at her. She got closer dressing table where he was standing

"He's just my friend" She said

"Why did you lied phir because you were so desperate to see him? Don't say ke I wouldn't have let you go ek baar puchti toh here I was trying hard to have heathy relationship with you and you are out there meeting guy in hotels!" His tone got higher as he ended

"Don't misunderstood it please mein bas use milne gayi because he's my friend" She tried to explain

"I will fucking Misunderstood because you are not clearing it to me Mujhe yeh batao why hotel why not some other restaurant!" He yelled out making her flinch at his sudden outburst

"I can't believe I'm still fucking speaking to you" He knocked off things from dressing table furiously. She took step back immediately with gasp

"You wanted divorce? Let's get over it" He got closer her and noticed moist in his eyes as he held her arm. She looks at him in confusion until he spoke his next words

"Mein Sidharth Rasheedi apne hosh aur hawas mein Shehnaaz rasheedi ko talaaq deta hu" She wide her eyes realising he's giving her divorce verbally that also in situation like this. She never wanted it like this

"Talaaq deta hu" He repeated looking right into her eyes with no emotions. Chills ran down her spine at his words

"Ta-" She kept her palms against his mouth before he says it third time. He looks at her

"Don't" She shook her head violently "I don't want it like this! Apko lag raha hai mene koi bewafai ki hai mujhe ese divorce nahi chaiye!" She whisper with hand against his mouth

"Meri galti yeh hai ke apse jhoot bola lekin I'm not disloyal no. I may have brought up in different environment but still I know what's right and wrong in marriage" She said slowly taking off her hand from his mouth looking at him through her wet lashes as she was now crying

"It doesn't matter how you get it Naaz I'm giving you want just take it and leave" His cold voice made her heart break he's same man who kissed her forehead this morning before leaving and last night told her he won't be leaving her. She did hurt him bad to react like this

"Not like this" She shook head wiping her tears. He looks at her face

"I can't bare to live with you anymore it's making me suffocate even standing in same room as you. I tried to be patient man for you and wanted to give you world but you don't deserve it now I have had enough of your bullshit and games" He looks at her. She can't sallows his words especially when he's saying them in calm tone not in anger. He's saying as he mean each and every word

"It was all about freedom na? Have you freedom live here in Karachi from now onwards and do whatever you want. I'll live in sukkur away from you just as you wanted no one will stop you" He utter those words

"It won't even effect me anymore if you go around saying you aren't my wife" He was hurt, she can see it in his face and he wasn't even trying to hide it

"I'll be happy as long as you stay away from me" His words did went right through her heart. She has brought this upon herself

"Sidharth you must be kidding!" She asked with teary eyes as he made his way out of room. She immediately followed him behind

"You will leave me here" She grabbed his arm to stop him in cracked voice

He turn his head to look into her glassy eyes and her lips curved in pout as he unwrap her fingers while keeping eye-contact with her. He didn't say anything further and left