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HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR FORTY-FOUR
AYRA’S POV: Something’s wrong with me.I mean who empathize with his enemy. I chewed the straw in between my teeth as I was talking to myself at that time. Glad people were enjoying their own company at the café while I waited for Abroo. Tonight was my reception and here I was waiting for her as we couldn’t get to talk much on phone. Besides Sabrina wanted to go to the salon for facial and I wanted something cold to drink enough though it was winter. I was the person who liked eating ice cream when it’s chilling. It’s a perfect combination even though your hands freeze in order to hold the ice cream cup in my hand. “I am hungry. You better have ordered something.” I was in my thoughts when the chair in front of me got dragged and she appeared in a golden coat. Her eyes were twinkling and she had her hairs in a loose bun. “I ordered Mexican fries.” I smiled informing her as she made a face. “That’ll do although it’s a kids meal.” She said taking ordering coffee for herself.
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR FORTY-FIVE
AYRA’S POV: The day is finally here! I am officially Mrs Durani or Mrs Zaroon Durani. I had to walk down the aisle with him in that monn colord gown which was expanding to a very beautiful length. My hairs were in a bun with loose strands hanging down kissing my cheeks and neck. The makeup was a little shimmering as it was going beautifully with the dress. I never liked myself more in a mirror than that day. I had a bouquet in my hands as my fingers were adorned with delicate jewelry while they were wrapped around the bouquet of lilies with some pink flowers in between. There was a silver glittery lining at the outline of some flowers to compliment it with my dress. The night seemed glamorous as it was the night of my reception. The last ceremony of a brown desi wedding. “He will come to get you.” Areej mumbled from behind as I took sharp breath before the door opened revealing the hall comprised of eight kanal as it was huge. My girls walked one step behind me with flowers in
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR FORTY-SIX
AYRA’S POV: People say it right. The only powerful thing a woman has is her tongue but only then when she uses it with the collaboration of her brain and I didn’t had any. I dared to say something and now I was preparing myself to bare the consequences. I glanced up at him as his chiseled jawline was in front of me urging me to trace the line to know if it could really cut something seeing how sharp that was. But I controlled myself with the help of my brain which decided to step up for me even for a bit. Where was it before? I couldn’t even fight my own brain as it will just lead to self loathing and self doubts which are very first steps towards depression and I couldn’t get myself into depression. I had strong nerves or might be it was the traumatic events that made me strong that I could endure pain and sadness without going into depression. Some people lack it even though they had luxurious lives and everything else that can make a man happy. They still can’t find peace which
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR FORTY-SEVEN
AYRA’S POV: “F**k!” He cursed under his breath as he ran a frustrated hand in between his hairs. I really wanted to run my fingers into his hairs just to know how much rough they were mirroring his personality.“You go to sleep. I’ll change whenever I want.” I said as I was about to get down from the bed when he wrapped his arms around my waist and with a little jerk I collided down with his chest. My back got flushed against his chest as I felt his heart drumming. It was beating fast. He had a heart people but I didn’t think he used that. It will soon become rusty if he failed to get that into work or it already has.“You think I can go to sleep now.” He rasped near my ear lobe as I felt his breath fanning the area beneath my ear which was my sensitive spot. My senses got haywire within a mini second as I struggled for breathe. “Don’t you think you ask lots of questions that doesn’t have answers usually?” I asked as I was trying to overcome my hyperventilated state by trying to
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR PROLOGUE
#2 INNOCENT SERIES“What do you think you are doing?” He asked with his eyes getting darker with every passing second.“S-Seducing you.” I mumbled while fidgeting my fingers as his deep breath made the sensitive spot between my legs to throb. That wasn’t how it was supposed to be. It should be the other way round.“And who are you?” He asked as his lowered his head with his warm breath fanning my upper lip. I gulped as my body was visibly trembling. I wanted to run away but I couldn’t. His eyes had these magnets which were attracting every fiber inside my body towards him.“Y-your…y-your…” A lone tear escaped my eyes with my lower lip trembling.“My what?” He rasped as his black raven eyes were dwelling inside my emerald ones as I whimpered when he clenched my hairs in a fist at the back of my neck.“Your whore.” I admitted and he smashed his lips against mine.“Let me treat you like one then.” He growled inside my mouth.*Zaroon Durani a billionaire with his roots dwelled in mafia i
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR ONE
AYRA’S POV:“If you spend your time hoping someone will suffer the consequences for what they did to your heart then you’re allowing them to hurt you a second time in your mind.”My sister used to say as she was a book nerd well philosophical nerd as she thought she was old enough to read the fiction ones. I never understood this quote because I could never stop myself doing exactly what she was negating by that quote.I couldn’t understand her as I used to read fiction books but she liked to enhance her knowledge but now when I think about that I could get easily that her life was far better than a fictional world. She had everything. A happy life which included a healthy relationship with her parents and the most important element, for which people divert towards fiction world, was the person she was immensely in love with when she was in twenties. I couldn’t get to the depth of their relationship as fate didn’t give me the chance for doing that.I lost her and my parents when I was
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR TWO
As I kept walking beside Sabreena I couldn’t stop myself to stop gawking at the beauty of the mansion. Every piece of architecture and even paintings were giving the touch of royalty and tradition along with the modern touch as there were glass walls which were enhancing the beauty of the corridors. They were extremely rich and they liked to show that too. “Assalamualikum ma’am.” Sabreena said after knocking at one of the doors as she was in front of me so I couldn’t see the inside of the rooms. “Walikum Asalam. Another one is here again?” A rough but warm voice came as Sabreena got a greeting back as she stepped aside so I could be visible to the woman in her fifties. She was lying on the bed with the duvet covering her feet. Her hairs were all white as they showed the wisdom just like the sparkle in her eyes. She was old but the sparkle in her light was dim not dead. I didn’t like how I felt warmth in her eyes as it should be the other way round. “Yes, she is here.” Sabreena said
HIS INNOCENT TRAITOR THREE
AYRA’S POV:“Well, that must be the famous saying at that time.” I mumbled as she smiled too getting out of her thoughts. She must have missed her friend.I didn’t like the way I liked her in a motherly manner because I came here just so that this family could feel the way that they made me felt and what I felt was painful. To be honest I never wanted anyone to feel the same way but that’s the cruel part of revenge. You have to becomes unbothered by the genocide happening around you because you want them to realize what type of destruction they had brought in your life. Some forgive and some stand up and my uncle made me do the latter one. Before him I was just thriving for survival but now, I had a new goal in my life.Johara bibi was physically unfit and unable to walk since she had met an accident years ago and my uncle knew that and that is why he invested in me to become a therapist. I could get paid a lot if I had started working in a clinic but my uncle didn’t let me. According
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