F I N E! S H U T U P

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Well day by day, the hatred and abomination in my heart for Humza kept on escalating. I ignored and disregarded him most of the time. It also included leaving or abandoning the room if he entered and now since I had become a pro in a month,

I was aware of his timings and I used it to my advantage,

I would latch and bolt my door before he came back from whatever work he did. It had become a methodical habit. I wouldn't even go down for dinner. It had already been almost a week since I last saw him. I had been running away from him and so far I was successful and fortunate.

I knew that by now, he was aware of it too. Often at night I used to hear 'certain' voices from the room next to mine. Sometimes I thought he did on purpose to infuriate me as hell.

So I used to pull up my earplugs and ignore every other sound.

I was in contact with Nabiha now. She called me a few times only to inform and apprise me that Uzair was coming back. She was very excited and ecstatic about it. "Aunty said she would talk to him about our marriage this time." Is what she told me.

I was happy for her. I am glad at least someone is happy. I had even called Ahad and asked him to collect my resignation letter from me and give it in the school since I know I won't be able to get out of this hell ever.

Now about Malika, she had developed a certain dislike and scorn for me, and would never leave a chance to provoke me. I tried my level best to ignore her but hey I am only a human.

My mornings had been quite the homogeneous since I came here. I Prayed fajir and spoke to Ahad for a few minutes. Since I knew that Humza would be in the house. I didn't want to go out in the early hours. At sharp 8.30 he left and then I was free like a bird, though I wasn't allowed to exit the premises.

I often spend my time in gardening. He would sometimes return for lunch and sometimes not. Exactly at 9 in the evening he would be back from his gangster stuffs whereas I would be back to my room with whatever food I could grab on my way.

Ladies and ladies. Pumpum!

"I want my money back at any cost." I growled at my men. A year back, Shehzad, a businessman had borrowed money from me. He said that he would return it within 6 months. A whole year had passed by and I had given him enough chances and possibilities but that man ran away with my money.

"I have been raising fools like you all. Don't test my fucking patience or I will kill each one of you without any remorse." I snarled and my men flinched visibly.

"Brother we'll find him soon." Huzaifa placed his hand on my shoulder. I knew he was trying to calm me down.

"Off you go now." I spat again and all my men scurried away hurriedly leaving Huzaifa and me alone in my office.

"You know right? They don't have any fault in this. You told them to wait until this year. Why have you been so frustrated lately? Is everything all right?" Huzaifa asked me with concern. I just shrugged it away with a nod. I knew he was right. I was a short tempered person but my anger issues have multiplied lately.

"Did you have a fight with Anaabiya?" I know my muscles got tensed at her name and my jaws were now clenched. I didn't want to think about that women.

"I don't even talk to her and haven't even seen her since 5 days. That girl doesn't effect me." I snapped and Huzaifa smirked.

"What? Why are you laughing?" I interrogated. My fists now itching to land a punch on his chiseled jaw.

"Nothing. I am amazed if she doesn't effect you so much, why are you counting days since you last saw her? Is that why you are so frustrated?" I glared at him and he immediately pressed his lips into a thin line. He knew it well, I wasn't the one you could fool around with. After all it could cost you with your life.

"She is a nobody and I am just bearing her because of mother. She is so irritating and she is not even beautiful. She is so ugly and mother expects me to love her." Liar, my mind counter backs.

Fine! She is frustratingly beautiful.

"Brother are your eyes even fine? From which angle is she ugly?" My jaw tightens as I try to suppress my anger now.

I don't like people talking about her beauty. She is not even that beautiful.

Liar.

Fine! Shut up.

I don't like her and I don't want people close to me to like her.

Yeah, that's the reason, I have figured it out.

"Stop talking to me about her. I don't want to hear her name." I shouted.

"Fine, but I think she is ignoring you. I have seen her running away twice when you entered." I scanned his face to look for any sort of mirth in what he just said but he was serious. My blood boiled to the level where the veins near my forehead protruded slightly.

How dare she ignore me?

"Woah! Calm down man. Well I suggest you should go back early and surprise her." He suggested and within seconds I was on my foot. I strode towards the exit of my office.

People were bowing there head out of respect but I don't care about them. I was now inside my limousine and was heading back home.

I smirked. She can't ignore me.

I know I was living in denial and I admit she was partly a reason for my agitation. I don't know why I wanted to see her but I did. I even tried the other days, I went to Claudia's room consecutively for 3 nights. Poor girl must have thought that she had been so good that I couldn't get enough of her. Her room was beside that girls room and I knew she heard our moans and other sensuous voices. I don't know what I was expecting, maybe just for her to approach me even if that was to put up a fight. I even woke up early since I knew she used to go for a walk in the garden but she had stopped that too. All of this had made me so fucked up. I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me.

Maybe I loved to hurt her. Yeah! That's it.

I reached home within 10 minutes and parked the car outside. I didn't want her to know that I was here. Now that was the only way I could see her.

No! I mean fight with her.

I ambled to the gate. My guards bowed there head in gratitude and I moved forward. I knew where I could find her.

Kitchen.

So without any further delay I entered the kitchen but my steps halted the moment I saw her.

An amused look was now plastered on my face as I saw her back which was faced to me.

She was cooking something, perhaps biryani from what I could smell and might I tell you the aroma was so fucking tempting.

She was wearing some gown kinda a dress and the worst part was that their was no piece of cloth around her ombre hair. It was tied in a bun.

Her back swayed from left to right and she was humming some melody while swaying and undulating her hips.

She was dancing.

And I fucking felt myself being aroused.

Have a good day peeps!

E D I T E D on 2.1.2018