Life and time are two best teachers. Life teaches us to make good use of time, and time teaches us the value of life. And life is so ironic, it takes sadness to know what happiness is, noise to appreciate silence and absence to value presence. But what if your presence is speaking what your mind already knows!

It takes time for heart to know what your mind already knows. And Arzoo's mind was very well aware of the new phase of her life. But her heart was still giving her hopes, which were blurred.

Sometimes we face difficulties not because we are doing something wrong, but because we are doing something right. At this point of life, Arzoo was thinking the same.

Was her marriage a good decision?

Or was it a utterly wrong decision taken by elders.

Was her decision right to stick to this marriage and work on it?

But even if it wasn't right, did she have any option?

Did she ever have any?

Sitting in Amaan's private jet she was lost in her thoughts.

Amaan's words rang in her ears. She closed her eyes and wiped her tears.

'' listen girl''

He addressed her when she was leaving his room after putting his clothes ready. She turned to him and didn't look at him in the eye which irritated him.

He strides toward her and roughly clenched her jaw and made her to look at him forcefully.

She whimpered and looked at him.

With his blood shot eyes, he stared at her with hate and anger and what not which did nothing but like always scared her and broke her heart again and again.

'' when I am talking you better look at me, understood?'' she said girthing his teeth. She nodded at him and he left her jaw roughly.

'' as much as I don't want you around me but unfortunately I should keep you until my mom's health gets better. You are leaving this place forever and I hope you have said your good good byes to your family. Because you will not see them again. I don't have any problem with them but your uncle, he has raised you and keep on putting in your head and on my family's head that who you are to me?

My pathetic fiancé, who they got satisfaction and finally married you to me. But, you know who I am?

I am Amaan Rahmani whoever hear my name their heart will feel weak to beat. And whoever stands in front of me will not be able to stand on their feet. You are a gold digger and you are raised like that. Your parents thought a whole a lot about it and later they put their that job on your uncle but remember one thing girl, I am making your life a living hell. You will curse your parents for their that decision but alas, it's too late. And now since you are here standing as my so called wife then listen to me very carefully girl. I don't like to repeat myself and everybody knows about that I don't repeat myself again to anyone.

Forget this that I will introduce you as my wife with love nope keep your that wish in your heart. but since I have my unwell mom with me so I can't make her sad. For that be happy but don't worry. It will be a short happiness since I have planned a lot of things for you sweetheart'' he was saying with a smirk on his face while Arzoo was looking at him with shocked and hanged mouth. She couldn't believe what he is saying is. It was like, he was stabbing her with his words.

''but for now, wear something proper from the designer collections. Your mere presence is ruining my reputation. You have nothing to be my wife.

No class

No standard

No style

You have face but behind this face is a gold digger who is raise with that principles'' he traced her jaw and looked at her with a smirk but anger in his eyes.

''its.....its not true. My...my family n...never thought me that. And my u...uncle!

He ....he is my e...everything. He never th..thought me w.....what you are saying. i....iam n...not a gold d.....digger. and please d...don't say anything b...bad about m....my parents and my uncle. I only h...hav...AAHHHH'' before she complete what she was stuttering and trying her best to defend her family and uncle, he smacked her hard on her cheek and she fell on the sofa behind her. All her confidence went to hay wire and she looked at him with tears in her eyes. He put his foot on her hand on sofa and she swallowed her scream. He was pressing her foot on her hand and she was feeling immense pain but couldn't raise her voice.

'' cat got tongue hm?

I liked your fierceness. All this time I thought I am talking to the walls. But''

He put more pressure on her hand and making it hard for her to tolerate the immense pain in her hand. Since her wedding ring was pressing to her flesh and she was feeling pain in her hand's bones too. like that hard diamond ring was breaking her that fingers bone too. she closed her eyes shut to tolerate that pain.

''I hate it if you reply back to me. Remember this never ever reply me back girl. Otherwise you have no fucking idea what I can do with you'' he put his foot down and she looked at her hand. Her assumption was right. That ring indeed has cut her ring finger's flesh and it was bleeding. Blood was coming from under her nail too. her other fingers were not that much hurt. She took her veil and cleaned the blood and took off the ring from her finger. But he forcefully put it back on her finger giving her a stern and warning look. Making it more hurtful for her.

She came back to reality and looked at her finger which she had put some bandage on it. But she was feeling pain. She looked around the jet. It was huge private jet. She has never been to a plane let alone private jet. She heard from Anabia that this is a Gulfstream G550 private jet. It has 12 passenger seats. And a stareroom, essentially a private bedroom – at the rare of the cabin. Mrs. Zarina was sleeping in it while Mr. Ahmad was beside his wife. Amaan was sitting in of the divans using his laptop while Ali was taking some rest on the other divan. Four divans or recliners that can be converted into large, lie-flat sleeping areas. The can be set to European queen size beds. Everything screams money and comfort.

But it meant nothing for her. His words against her parents and her uncle really hurted her. And in response she got a good answer on her face and on her hand.

After the haunting few hours it was announced that they were landing.

She got panicked but Anabia hold her hand and assured her with a smile.

Everything was happening so fast. It looked like she was flowing with the wind. But will the wind take her to a nest?

Or it will blow her like dust and disappear her somewhere else.

After a few hours she arrived in black rang rovers to a big mansion. One look of it took her heart away. It gave her a feeling of a home but not a mansion or house. It was strange but she did got a warm feeling from that mansion. It was a Bahamian-style wonderland in florida.

'' you like it?'' Anabia's voice startled her and she just nodded to her while she was staring to the mansion. Anabia chuckled will looking at Arzoo's reaction.

'' it's a Bahamian-style mansion. Amaan added a water park to its 10,000 square home complete with pools, man-made rivers, and water slides. At the price of $65 million, this eight-bedrooms also comes with a beach view, master kitchen, multiple dining areas, media and game rooms and many more. but you will see it later for now I suggest take some rest'' Ali said with confidence to her but making her more nervous and sad. They indeed were pole apart. Where he was like a king and she was nothing but a simple girl. How will she manage in his life?

What will happen now.

Mrs. Zarina was taken to her room and she was taking rest. Arzoo was standing with Anabia in a big hall fully furnished with high designed furniture, she felt so out casted.

She felt like every single piece in the mansion was mocking her. she was nervous and all the other feelings at one. Amaan was not her type of better say she was not made for him. He was right he deserves better than her.

'' come with me'' his deep and authorative dusky voice startled her. He didn't wait for her response because he was not expecting to listen to her response. She was not giving him any response better she just followed him. He was taking big strides and climbing the stair case and she was taking lazy steps behind him.

Reaching to a double door bedroom he opened it and entered. She hesitatingly entered after him and she froze on her place. It looked like she was sculpted there. Her eyes wide open and no movement.

It was a huge master bedroom with the average size of 14 feet square. It was in the color of white and grey with a slight touch of navy blue. Curtains were white and a big white king size bed attached to the navy blue wall. With white and grey bed sheet. There was no carpet in the room; the floor was made of wood tales giving it a heavenly look. There was a dressing table and there were two doors. What made her shocked was that at the few inches distance of bed there was a huge swimming pool.

'' breath sweetheart'' he more like a whispered to her in her ear with starlet her. His hot breath touched her earlobe and she turned to him with a shocked face. Her heart was beating in an abnormal pace. He smirked and looked at her shocked face.

'' you like it?

This is me Amaan Rahmani. Your rich and famous husband. While I can't say such things about you. How sad'' he took her hands and dragged her to one of the door in his room. He opened it and it was an en suit. She didn't have any idea what is it?

It looked like a bathroom for her but why was it so big?

'' from you face I can see you have no idea what is it called?

But don't worry I will tell you. It's called en suit which means that the bathroom is a part of larger suite, which may contain one of or more rooms and closets. And only be accessed from inside.'' It has a tub and Jacuzzi and a sauna plus the walk in closet. She looked at him while he was already looking at her. his expression changed to angry one and his jaw clenched. By now Arzoo knew how he looks when he is angry. She swallowed hard and looked down. She was shivering by now.

He pulled her the wall and trapped her between his arms. She got panicked and looked at him with fearful eyes. He gnashed his teeth and looked at her petite and fearful body between his strong arms.

'' for this you married me right?'' you snarled and snacked his one hand to her waist and digged his nails in her waist. She shut her eyes when she was feeling the pain.

'' open you fucking eyes'' he roared making her flinch between his arms. She opened her eyes suddenly and looked at him with fearful eyes.

'' don't worry; this luxury is not for you. You married me for this. But I will give you more. That you won't even imagine in your wildest dreams. I told you I will make your life a living hell. And welcome to hell sweetheart''

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So I am here with the dark phase's beginning.

Don't judge me please.

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