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    Sidharth watched beautiful view of Bayium from his balcony of his villa. His private Island located in Middle Eastern. Warm summer breeze gently hit his face reminding him of times when he last visited this place with his father and brothers for some 'family' time. That's what their father use to call it but for them it was pure torture being on deserted island with no way out and seeing creepy man visiting their father for deals

   This originally was owned by some European man who later sold this to his father in exchange for slave. His father was mostly known for trading young girls and forcing them into prostitution. Kidnapping them from streets sending them to Bangkok, Dubai and many more countries. The list of people involved was scandalous and if that goes out whole world would be in chaos. There were politicians, celebrities, businessmen and higher rank officers buying young girls those weren't even legal age yet. Sidharth lost huge part of himself because of this. He lost someone close to his hearts Nisa

   That thought let alone makes his wound fresh like it was given just yesterday. He has swear to destroy all people involved in this and he had just Tareen was remaining. He will also see that man crying tears of blood for someone precious to him. Than he will give him death that was already written in that man's fate by him

   He turned around at call of his name and was again met with familiar foreign faces seated comfortably around table. Taking sip from his glass of scotch he walks towards them

"I'll give 2 percent each." He said. Translator standing there convert his message to them in Japanese language, which made them looked at each other and say something. Sidharth tried not to scoffed. He knows language very much but he's pretending not to know so they could talk freely thinking he won't understand

"5." Japanese ambassador spoke showing his five finger aukat hai five ki? Sidharth thought and chuckled at audacity of this man. They seems confused yet nervous by his laugh, they have had fair share of gangster meetings as Japan has one of largest criminal gang living there yakuza but this man makes them nervous because he's foreigner and known around not for good

"Deal five." Sidharth nodded with smirk five bullet each they stand up so did he to shake hand. Sealing the deal of having his gold locked in their country safely

     Sidharth down in chair with his smile as he opened his phone to see what's his favourite baby girl doing. Propping legs on table he chuckled at her phasing around living room of bungalow while being on call with someone must be for tickets, she is trying to go multan where her parents are but she can't find any transport. No bus tickets, no train tickets and no plane tickets. Should have listened, she wasn't even getting any to Thar where she has join for duty

   He signal armaan for his phone while eyes fixed on her. Armaan handed him phone and watch him dial number he has memorised her number, he watches as she frown getting call from unknown number but picked up anyways

"Don't start crying now sweetheart I'll get you tickets if you say pyaar se."  His deep voice reaches her ear. Sending shiver down her body. Her blood boils, she has idea he must be behind this since he knows what's troubling her

"Apse kuch nahi chahiye."

"Itna guru kis baat ka hai huh? Tumhari wajha se people are suffering." He said guilt trapping her and somewhere she was slowly being trapped

   Asmara has been crying this much that she's ill. Shehnaaz felt her chest havens up at thought of being reason behind her misery. Also her parents on other side are going through worst. Anti-corruption department is very tough during investigations. They beat up, damage properties in name of investigation. They even harass family members. Her mother has been being called and asked these questions which doesn't make sense. She wants to scream, cry and yell at him

"I-I won't do what you want."

"Should I go level lower?" What more low he can go! She takes breath pushing her tears in. She clutched phone tighter

"You already have."

"You think that was low? How about kicking your land lady from her own house-"

"Apki problem toh mujhse haina! Why are you bringing other people into this game of yours jo krna hai mere sath karen!" She cuts him off immediately with raised voice

"You know, I like to play unfair and dirty and you have been warned." She can tell he must be smirking smugly. How can he admit such a thing proudly! What would his fiancé think if she ever finds out about him asking someone else to be their mistress. She doesn't even like that word! She wants to wife of some man not mistress. She won't be able to marry if she agreed to his terms

"Don't be selfish."

   She wants to kill him because he's getting on her nerves and that also purposely. He knows what words he use, how he uses them and what they might cause. He knows and still he uses them to provoke people into getting what he wants. He deserves hell

"Mujhe nahi bana jiski koi izaat nahi hoti. I can't kill my self respect."

"I'll get you respected more than myself if you agree. You want it, consider it yours. You think about it, it's yours already. You dream about it, you wake up and have it. You just have to be with me." He offered

"Mujhe family chahiye, mujhe shaadi chahiye and you can't give me that." She spoke in softer tone. He's ready to give her anything but not what she actually wants

"We can have family Shehnaaz."

"Not that type of family." She shook her head. To always be mistress and her kids illegitimate. She would never be able to survive while keep on killing her self respect

"Listen to me carefully janam. Marriage is just beautified outside inside it's ugly. Marriage with me will make you go crazy. There are many risks." His tone went gentle as well which she noticed. Risks, is he really a lawyer "If you are my mistress they won't care much but moment you becomes my wife, you will have target on your back all fucking time." He continued. Why would his wife be target and if so why he is getting married

"So sweetheart. Give up, i don't want to make you suffer anymore because more you refuse more I'll come for you." That doesn't sounds like warning but advise

"Y-you have different perspectives of marriage and I have different, in my world marriage is beautiful inside and outside. I won't be someone you are tying to make me." So she really is stubborn one deep sigh left his lips

"I know your type so little warning. If you tried to harm yourself even a bit Shehnaaz, every single person you care about will be dead. Not even single scratch understood?"

"Should I come see you?"

"Nahi-"

With that he ended call. She slides phone down and sits on couch anxiously. Her mind is puzzled, she can't reach her thoughts. What to do? She's not giving up and running to him. She just can't chose that path, staring at empty space she recalls her joining date which is tomorrow morning she won't be able to reach since she isn't getting any transportation. She should send them leave application, standing up she immediately rushed towards her room to write application. It took her few hours until she finishes her remains work and application both

After sending it, Shehnaaz went to check on Asmara who was sleeping because of fever she has gotten. Guilt build inside Shehnaaz and tears filled in her innocent eyes

"Aunty mein market hokr ati hoon."

She informed elder women who nodded. She's gonna make soup for her and they don't have ingredients at home at moment so she will go and buy them. Grabbing her pink dupatta and purse she left for near supermarket

She walked through aisle of mart she looked for right ingredients. She slightly backed and didn't realise someone standing making things in their hands fall down which sounds like glass and when she looked down there were jars of honey shit

"Oh I'm really sorry-"

"Dekhta nahi andhi ho?" Shehnaaz was taken aback by tone of female worker. She looked at young girl with surprise "Those are worth thousands of rupees!" She exclaimed pointing at mess on floor

"I will pay damage." Shehnaaz said nervously as she has to because it was manly her fault but this young lady also should have been careful than carrying those many jars at once. Shehnaaz's back was facing so she didn't realise when someone was standing or walking by her

"Obviously you will pay!" Why she's being so aggressive

"How much do I have to pay?" Shehnaaz asked politely despite her being rude and aggressive. She might be scared of getting scold my manager maybe that's why she's acting this way so Shehnaaz will let it slide

"Tumhe pata bhi hai yeh ek jar ki kimat kya hai?" Sales worker says folding her arms. Shehnaaz sighed looking at her

"70 thousand."

"Excuse me?" Shehnaaz wide her eyes that's just 10k less than her actual salary! Is she being serious right now there is no way these honey are this much expensive

"These are imported products each one cost around 23 thousand plus tax, I don't think someone like you can pay for these." She said arrogantly judging her customer then who will!

"Mujhse toote hai toh I'll pay." Shehnaaz said looking at her "You can lead the way towards counter." Girl scoffed walking ahead with eye-roll she has some problem? Shehnaaz knows it's just her bad luck first she helped someone like him out of good will and got her karma and now this. This is just start of month and she has no idea how she's gonna manage her finances ahead. Her father also won't be getting any pension this month because of his case and she doubt she won't get as well because of her without pay leave. She's doomed she hasn't even paid rent to Asmara

Sales girl came around empty counter and start typing on computer before forwarding her hand with that same arrogant attitude. Shehnaaz pulled out her debit card from purse and handover to her. Before sales girl could take card it was snatched by someone else from her hands. She looked at person standing beside her Sidharth, he has his jaw clenched as he glares at sales girl darkly. Now what is he doing here! How does this guy always know where she is and what's she's doing!

"Sir do you need something?" Girl asked politely unlike before. Shehnaaz was in disbelief at her double standards just because he looks rich and has good looks her whole attitude has changed. Shehnaaz noticed man in black suits kicking people out aren't those his men? She looked confuse and now they were closing doors

"Yeh kya horaha hai-"

Manager halt when he saw man standing beside her. Shehnaaz noticed the way colour from man's face drained like he just saw some ghost. All workers tensed up at sudden barge in of infamous gangster gang and one who held half ownership of this supermarket. Sidharth slid Shehnaaz's debt card back in her purse without looking at her

"Wait in cafe outside for me." He glanced in her way

"I have to pay damag-"

"Armaan."

Armaan came forward and looked at Shehnaaz with pleading eyes please come with me or else he will kill me Shehnaaz looked at him than at Sidharth before moving her legs. What's he going to do? She wonders leaving mart. Sidharth walked around as she leaves place. Now it was just them and workers here left

"Iski kimat kya hai?" Sidharth picked random vase from collection and looked at sales girl with dark expression still lurking

"2-20k." She shuddered

"S-sir if we made mistake we apologis-." Manager tried in pleading voice but next sidharth dropped that expensive vase on ground making them flinched at sudden action of his, he picked another one and this time smash it on ground. Some covered their ears and closed eyes stepping back further when he now start smashing every thing that came in contact with his hand on ground

"How much damage is this?" Sidharth stoped and asked sales girl. She was on wage of crying "I will burn this mart down myself with you all inside if I have to repeat." He warned in deep voice and glare on her

"Answer him!" Manager whisper yelled at her with wide eyes

"5-5 lac sir."

"You will pay this." Sidharth spoke coldly

"S-sir im really sorry!" She apologised understanding that he's no ordinary man if manager isn't saying anything and that girl must be something to him if he's reacting this way "I made mistake please." She plead

"Now mistake is already made and sparing isn't my thing especially when someone disrespects my woman inside my owned place." He kicked vase remains on ground while looking at those pieces with fist clenched

"How dare you." His eyes darken when they again landed on her

"I was just doing my job." She said with fear looking down not being able to look him in eye more than a second

"With that tone?"

Meanwhile. Shehnaaz glanced in armaan's way who was standing like some bodyguard while she was sitting inside cafe. She felt uncomfortable and awkward with his just standing there, she waits while turning around to look at door of cafe behind her. She needs to get home and cook dinner since she couldn't get soup's ingredients. That made her lips curved in pout she came for that and didn't but them. Taking breath she again looked at armaan

"Wo ander kya kar rahe honge?" She asked being curious

"He owns that place." Hain?

"Toh?"

"He will settle it with them." Armaan cleared throat awkwardly still not looking at her they aren't allowed to, she doesn't need his help. She thought pulling out her phone and was about to press on green button when it was snatched from her hands

"Who you calling?" Sidharth looked at her call history oh she was calling him. He looked at her who didn't tried to snatch her phone back just glare at him

"Is tarha se dekhogi toh utha kar le jauga zabardasti." He smirked before looking at armaan who walked away from there leaving them alone. Sidharth pulled chair beside her and set down, she scoot her chair away from him

"Y-you have no shame"

"Hmm."

He knows, he was born without it and that's what makes it easy for him. His eyes bore into her face, trailing down taking in every detail of her. Consuming her with his eyes. She refuse to look at him back. Her cheeks heats up in embarrassment at his intense gaze does she have something on her face? She wonders

"Mein ghar jarahi hoon."

"Chali jao."

She was kinda surprised by him not saying nahi which he says. Grabbing her purse she stands up and make leave but he held her hand causing her to freeze, she watches as he stands up as well and pulled her closer with tug, still that devil smirk on his lips. Small whine left her mouth when he grabbed her jaw and placed kiss on her cheek. She pushed him right away with wide eye. He chuckled, when bring her hand to wipe that and before she could he held it

"Remember what I did last time you rubbed off my touch." He reminds her as his expressions got serious. She does and that made her gulped "Do it again if you want me to kiss you and this time it will on your mouth." He said removing hair from her face. She pulled her face away

"They will freeze your bank accounts in 24 hours." He told her

"What do you mean?" She frown

"NAB." He smirked oh shit "Your father is arrested for corruption so they will check accounts of every family member and freeze their moments for while. You know while can be longer." He let go of her hand and run hand through his jet black hair. She looked at him through hot tears those filled in her eyes

"I-I will find a way." She said, he bring his hand to wipe her tears with his thumb. He thought it would be fun watching her cry more and more but it's not anymore. He's not enjoying it for some reasons. He just wants her give in now

"Shehnaaz."

He slowly caress skin of her cheeks with back of his hand. His knuckles rubs down gently with his eyes following moments of his hand. His touch makes goosebumps rise on her skin since she's not use to man's touch. He lift his eyes to met her innocent once those held him captive. Her eyes are like cadge for him, he can see his reflection trapped inside them. The longer he looks the more he desire to drown and completely lose himself in them

"Tum-."

"Sidharth?"