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     Charming 19 young boy made his way upstairs with one hand running through hair to settle them back properly. He used his other hand to take non-alcoholic beverages that waiter was serving and smiled at him

   He smelled drink to check if it's free of any alcohol and took sip. His father always tells them to check your drink before sipping in political parties because people live for drama

    He rested his arms over railing and looked down at crowd of people in living room of their house. He spotted his mother who was speaking to one woman whom he failed to recognised. He watched closely and that woman seems to speak about something which his mother isn't comfortable about. He can see it on her face

    He pushed himself away from railing to make his way downstairs and before he could even take step he watched his father pulling his mother by her waist and said something to woman which made colour from her face drained. This woman won't dare to even get close his mother now and this made him smirk. His father is whipped for her. He can destroy everything he has build for her this much effect she has on him. They know all of them know. Maybe this woman was new here

    Arm wrapped around his bicep which made him look at girl who got closer him. She was dressed in matching clothes with him. They have same hair colour which can be seen by roots of her hair as she has dyed them ash-brown

"Has baba seen what you are wearing?" He asked. She snickered looking down at view. She was dressed oddly revealing for event like this. This events even have rich criminals of county. Their father's rival and many more worst people

"Lol amna khala asked same" She replied with smile

"Zain chachu aur maham khala phirse lar rahe hain yaar inko sukoon nahi ata MashaAllah dou dou bache hain phir bhi larte hain" She looks down at couple in corner whisper yelling to each other

"Maybe it turns them on" He shrugs with smirk. She chuckled nodding her head

"You Zara and Zorawer both have no shame at all" They both turned their head at voice of elder man. Their favourite person after their parents obviously stood in black tuxedo and styled hair

"Shame ka kya krna hai dadu? Achar dale we don't even like achar" Zara smirked pushing her hair back and high-fives with her twin brother. They are evil twins of whole family

"Tumhare baap ne tum dono ko apni taraf keench liya hai in having no shame" He commented

"We will take that as compliment" Zorawer said with hands in his pocket and lazy smirk playing on his lips

   Zorawer looked behind his grandfather and his eyes fell on his little 14 year old cousin being cornered by some elder man this made his jawline clenched. He excused himself and made his way towards end of corridor. His boots clicking made man lift his head and his disgusting smirk disappearing lowly

    He got glimpses of his cousin's teary innocent hazel eyes and it irked him.

"Alizey idhar ayo" His deep voice held dominance made alizey instantly made her way towards him and hide behind him

   He didn't waste time grabbing man by collar and pulling him to face him before throwing punch in his face. Man fell down on floor with groans as his nose started to bleed. Alizey gasp when zorawer got on top of him and start punching man. She run away immediately to get someone who can stop him. She looked for zara but she was nowhere to be found

"What's wrong alizey?" She was stoped by her khala. Shehnaaz who gently wiped tears of her niece. Sidharth frown who was standing beside him wife and waited for her to speak

"W-wo...w-wo zorawer-"

"Kya hua usko?" Shehnaaz cut off with panic building inside him. Boy is another copy of his father with anger issue and trouble maker

"Wo wahan uper corridor mein-"

   Sidharth cussed under breath as he made his way upstairs instantly. Shehnaaz stayed with girl until Zain saw his daughter in such a state and asked what's wrong until she told him everything. A father would never tolerate someone trying to harass their daughter especially if he's powerful one. It didn't took Zain time to reach where zorawer was trying to get out of grip of his father to beat the shit out of man

"You motherfucker!" Zain punched guy who was already unconscious. Sidharth let out frustration gasp at whom to handle

"She's 14 you motherfucker! How dare you touch my daughter!" Zain kicked him mercilessly not caring if he's gonna die now

"Zain bas karo!" His wife wide her eyes in horror at scene before her eyes. Soon there was crowd around them. Maham tried to calm down her husband by pulling him back

    Shehnaaz came to gently run her hand down her son's arm and realising presence of his mother. He calmed down. Sidharth rubbed his forehead at mess before him and called his man to clear it up

   He glanced at his son who's nose was bleeding and was still glaring at man on floor unconscious. Shehnaaz used end of her dupatta to wipe off blood since she was in hurry. Zara came late to seen and raised eyebrow knowing zorawer is grounded for at least 2 months because she saw cameras flashing means this will be on news for week at least. He will be suspended again from his new college again for violence. Great

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   "Ouch slow muma" Zorawer winced when Shehnaaz was putting some cream over his bruise that he has on his biceps

    He can feel burning gaze of his father from behind his desk where was sitting in recliner chair with hand against his mouth. Discarded coat and sleeves rolled up. Zorawer looked at his mother with knowing look she just shush him

"Baba he was trying to harass alizey" He open his mouth to explain since he can handle his father's gaze for longer. He's deep down terrified by him no matter how much frank he can be with them

"I'm not mad at you. You did right thing" Sidharth said releasing deep sigh "I would have done same" He ended

"No this wasn't right thing! Tumhe police mein report krna tha" Shehnaaz disagree with them

"Muma apko lagta hai Zain chachu yeh hone dete? Like wo police se better khud handle krna chaiye ge is matter ko" Zara spoke keeping down her phone

"We should let law handle these things" She sighed leaning in sofa with small pout. Zorawer couldn't help but smile in situation like this only at cuteness of his mother. He kissed her cheek

"Meri jaan your husband is law in this country. I have law and police in my pocket. So still law is handling this matter don't worry" Sidharth assured his way in his way. She wouldn't have blushed but her evil twins teasing smile made her cheeks turn deep red

    Their was knock on door of his study. Sidharth allowed person to enter. Young man in his late 20s enter room wearing formal clothes. Black coat and black office pants. He has extremely attractive features with clean and styled hair. He is mid build with long legs and veiny hands. He has grey stormy eyes

    Zara immediately sit straight and pulled section of her hair forward. Zorawer gave her annoyed look which she ignored

"Asalam-o-Alaikum sir" He greeted Sidharth before nodding at Shehnaaz. He didn't even acknowledge two youngsters in room and it annoyed zara. It wasn't something new to her. He never acknowledge them

"No need for formalities and walaikumsalam Aly" Sidharth answered and asked him to take place in front of him in chairs which he did

"How will you handle this matter explain" Sidharth demanded

   Aly Malik isn't just police commissioner he's also son of his business partner in Lahore. Murtaza Malik. They have family terms. He has no part in Aly being commissioner boy has done this by himself by studying and doing hard work

"It's not much. We will put charges against mr sulaiman for harassment and lock him up. About clip of your son roaming around internet we have to file violence charges against him as well I can't help in that there is pressure from media" Aly explained. Sidharth hummed

"How many days?" Sidharth asked. Zorawer sighed

"Week kaam se kaam" Aly answered

"Week jail mein?" Shehnaaz wide her eyes. Only she was one panicking in room even zorawer wasn't much effected. Aly nodded

"Don't worry we will bail him within 24 hours" Sidharth looked at her and it made her sigh out of relief

"I'll take my leave now. Allah-hafiz" He stood up from chair and for mere second his eyes met Zara's making her heart race

"Give your mother my regards" Shehnaaz smiled at young man who nodded and walked out of room

"Cold bastard" Zorawer murmured under breath and got smacked by his mother on forehead. Zara gave him glare as well

"I will be back!" Zara sang stood up. Sidharth looked at her as she passes him her smile that always manages to melt him

     She rushed with her heels clicking on ground. She looked around corridors of their house with small pout when she thought he left but her hand was grabbed and he dragged her with him until they were somewhere alone with no camera. He knows every angle of this house

     He pushed her petite figure against wall roughly and wrapped hand around her throat. She looks at him with surprise in her in innocent brown eyes while he glare down at her

"What was meaning of that photo?" His voice came out rough and deep

"What-"

"He had his hand over here zara" His other hand reached out to touch her thigh over fabric of her dress. She smiled

"Socho photo mein he wahan tha toh behind the scenes kahan hoga?" She chucked

  She winced at same time when his left her throat and grabbed her face between his fingers. His fingers digging in hallows of her cheeks curving her lips in small pout

"Mazak lag raha hai tumhe are my feeling fucking joke to you?" He gritted his teeth making his grip tighter on her to hurt her. She pushed him away from her and touched her arching cheeks

"Ajeeb bande ho! Chila chila kr kehti hu that I love you per you always ignore it! When I'm moving on with someone who is nicer toh tum yeh kar rahe ho are you insane Aly?" She asked

"Keep your voice low" He warned her. She rolled her eyes

"Fucking coward" She murmured under breath. Deep down she doesn't blame him. Her father is literally most intimidating and powerful man anyone will be afraid of him. He has killed people for less and they know no matter how much he hides

"In respect towards him I don't mess with you and you better don't mess with me too zara. I'm not boy who trail behind you and gives you attention just because you are beautiful and daughter of Sidharth gabol. I'm man who will show you your place not caring who's daughter you are" He run hand through his hair in frustration

"Show me my place" She looks at him and let out chuckle at his expressions. She's never serious

"Khair I have to leave this dress is annoying me and also have a good night baby" She patted his cheeks knowing how much he hates it and it made him feel like some dog getting patted. She smirk at his face which is full of anger

    Who's is he kidding she's daughter of Sidharth gabol she knows better than to be scared of anyone or anything. She is raised differently