FIFTY-SIX

AYSHAM’S POV:

We were on the rooftop as the cold breeze was flowing and swaying my hairs along with it. I didn’t have any band to tie them up so I just kept removing them from face while we were waiting for our order to come when Muzamil bhai started again.

“I am so glad Areej isn’t here with us. It’s peaceful.” Areej who was sitting beside me also tired of her hairs and dubatta which she spread on her chest so that it could stick at one point but still it was gliding down her shoulders pissing her off and seeing her into her own dilemma Muzamil bhai started his teasing. We all straightened up as we were ready to have some drama to spend some time in order to wait for our order. After gardening we were also starving and seeing Zaroon and Muzamil bhai they were too because they basically came to mansion to have something ready to eat but to no gain.

“Do you want me to boil your tongue too in the hotpot?” Areej said in a sugar-coated voice as she fluttered her eyelashes at him while keeping her hairs away from her face.

“Do you want me to tie up your hair?” We were expecting some kind of teasing remark in order to score points in the argument but hearing that we judges didn’t know who to give the point.

Areej became baffled for a moment as she opened and closed her mouth like a fish but before she could say anything we were intervened by a familiar voice.

“Salam. Aysham Zubair.” I looked above to meet with the same guy I met outside his office yesterday.

“Salam…” I didn’t know how to address him as I stood up when he smiled saying. “You can Ahmad bhai.”

“Salam Ahmad bhai.” I completed my sentence as he glanced at the whole table when Zaroon and Muzamil bhai stood up practically dragging me away from him as Zaroon bhai stood in between us. I think Ahmad also saw that as he smiled and introduce him to them that he was CEO of some of the biggest IT companies in the world.

“So, our rival then.” Zaroon bhai smiled as it was more like a professional smile with icy cold expressions in his eyes as Muzamil bhai had s straight blank face with same coldness in his eyes.

“Why don’t…” I was asking him to join us too as the air suddenly became so tense but Areej made me sit back on my chair while pulling wrist.

“Don’t talk when they are in their professional mode. They are scariest in that form.” She whispered in my ear as I couldn’t be more agree with her. These, Muzamil and Zaroon bhai, were looking far more different than the ones sitting beside us just a few minutes ago.

“I am planning to change that.” Ahmad bhai said as he answered Zaroon bhai’s statement without any smile as I gulped sensing the tension in air. I was glad he wasn’t here because otherwise the situation could have gotten much worse just because of his one glare.

FARZAN’S POV:

“Staying close to them will make you more aware of the situations.” I gritted my teeth as I heard Areej’s father to rant about the snakes, he had in a glass cage in one side of his lounge. He was the narcist who was technically selling his daughter to me just for power as he had enough money but I was the one loaded with power. He was also one of the stupidest people I had ever met with as early in the morning which shouldn’t be early for me in normal days but nothing was going normal in my life these days and I was extremely busy this morning when I received his f**king call just to know he had arranged a board meeting.

The wedding was near as we both decided it should in the end of this month and keeping that in mind this old man had many evil things going on in his mind.

The moment he would sign the petition he knew he would be under me and for the rest of the world I had to show that being my father-in-law we were undefeated as nobody would be able to embark a deal with him and he would be eventually under me. I think he sensed that too but as the rest of the thing I heard about the board meeting was that he wanted surety of the fifty percent of the shares which are under my name. I didn’t attend the meeting as most of the decision of the board meeting were made in closed rooms behind thick curtains that’s why I came to his house after that knowing that this old man couldn’t stay much longer in his office chair due to his backache. Another reason he wanted to a son-in-law to work as a puppet for him. But little did he know me.

“I can’t give you the shares.” I said with a straight face as that was the line where he knew he wouldn’t be able to force me anymore.

“But you can give it to Areej.” He intervened as he broke his eyes off from the cage and looked at me leaving those snakes to hiss around alone in the cage. Knowing Areej, I know for sure that she wouldn’t be able to sit here for a second. She was far more different than her father but the evil aspect was the same for both of them, I guess.

“I can’t do that either.” I said as he looked directly at me in the eye looking pissed. There were wrinkles on his forehead with his sulking white skin with brown spots on it appearing due to aging.

“You have to make me believe that my daughter is secure with you.” He groaned which came out more like a cough.

“We both know that you don’t even give a f**k about your daughter and for that she would be having the apartments we have in London.” I straightened up a signal to come out what actually he wanted with that board meeting.

“Then make me believe that you aren’t going to deal with that f**ker Ahmad Hashmi. He is a game.” He said and for the first time I got the hint from where he got courage for all the fierce actions keeping in record how much of a coward, he was for using his daughter for his benefits.

“That’s not going effect you.” A smirk invaded my lips.

“But he would come on the same level as my company if he got a department in your company.” He said almost yelling.

“But he would be accountable in front of me.” I said as now his situation was amusing.

“Do you want me to call of this meeting.” He chose the wrong person to say that for blackmailing.

“I got all the vendors after the engagement news. Do you want to do that?” I was now getting bored of this conversation as I stood up and tilted my head at him before walking out from there. I heard him grumbling some things but I didn’t put my ears on that.

I had another important thing to do.

Within half an hour I reached my warehouse as it was in between the under-construction areas so no one was here to witness or even hear what was going to happen inside.

“Sir.” Imran greeted as he was waiting for me outside the warehouse with all the other guests when I got down from the car. His tilting of head gave me the information that my prey was inside. It’s been long time since I had made anyone realize his place. Making me exited a little besides my blood boiling in rage when I remembered how he used filthy words for my wife that night.

I entered the lift and directly went to B3 where our torturing cell was. I entered the darkness with Imran beside me when I entered one of the rooms to see a man tied to the chair untouched. My men knew he was all mine to shed his every blood.

“Are you enjoying this solitude or you need company?” I whispered slowly as my whisper was echoing in the room.

“W-what…what…d-do…who…” He could barely make any mistake.

“Tsk. I thought you would be tough so it would be fun making you come to this stage but you are already there.” I said as I removed my coat and rested it one of the empty chairs. There was a single table and just a few chairs in the room as we never graded our cells as A,B or C. Everyone received same types of treatments.

“Wha-what d-did I do?” he asked as he wasn’t an idiot to try intimidating us or running away from there. He knew he couldn’t do that.

“You actually…” I started walking towards him and as his robs were swimming in sheer fear while he was trembling already. “…badmouth about my wife.” In an instant I yanked his hair in a fist making him scream. I wondered why he screamed like a girl when I must have just pulled out a bunch of his hairs. I had seen tough people.

“I-I didn’t.” He cried out in pain as he was skinny and must be a few years younger than me but his actions and mind weren’t speaking of what he actually looked like. He needed a lesson or death maybe.

“You didn’t?” I asked as he violently shook his head in no when I landed a punch on his face. Imran behind me winced a little as we both heard the cracking of his jaw while his mouth filled with blood. He shook his head in no as it was barely detectable.

“You said you wanted to taste my wife Aysham Farzan Shah.” I got her name because after that he wouldn’t be able to hear clearly. His eyes widened as he sank in my words.

“I a-am s-s-sorry. I didn’t know s-s-she was y-your wife.” Sputtering blood out his mouth he abled to say that as I smirked with rage in my eyes.

“So, you would have done that if she wasn’t my wife.” Even saying that sour my taste so I punched him again dislocating his jaw. He cried and this time it echoed properly in the room just like I wanted.

“N-no…n-no.” He couldn’t carry out a proper word as he couldn’t speak anymore now.

“F**king listen to me.” I raised my tone as I grabbed his hairs in a fist making him look above at me. “She is mine. I don’t even like other men to lay eyes on her and you were f**king confessing with this tongue of yours that you wanted to have her.” I said and he violently started shaking his heads but now it was too late as I forwarded my hand and Imran put a blade.

“I wouldn’t kill you.” I said as his eyes widened with tears when he saw the blade. “Because I heard you r***d someone too. So…” I started tracing the blade around his lips. “…the person you r***d can see you and have pleasure while doing that. Your company would also find a lesson in you but you won’t be able to tell them what happened since you would lose your ability to speak and you wouldn’t be able to do any sign language with your hands.” With that I inserted the blade inside his mouth and the whole B3 echoed with his screams.

“Your phone.” After half an hour I exited the warehouse when Imran gave me my phone and stuff when a smile appeared on my lips seeing the very first message from my wife.

F**k! She is my wife.

And I am going to tell her soon.

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