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"Humza bhai.. We got a problem. You need to come to the basement." Amir one of my best man spoke harshly through the phone that I was holding next to my ear.

"I'll be there." I replied to him. His tone indicated that something was really bad. His nervousness made me nervous too. The air around me got rigid and tense. He was my second in command.

Huzaifa was never my second in command. He was my brother and he deserved more than that. I stared back at the beauty who was fast asleep on her bed. Her long eyelashes caressing her cheeks as her chest rose and fell from her light breathing. The black duvet covered half of her body hiding her delicate curves from me. I felt the sudden urge to engulf her in my arms and fall asleep with her.

I leaned in forward and kissed her forehead but I couldn't feel her fragile skin under my lips since the laptop screen came in between us.

I gritted my teeth in frustration. It had been the same for the past week and every time I couldn't touch her, my irritation kept on multiplying. Now that I was aware of her feelings for me, I could barely control myself. Time to take out that vexation and agitation on someone. I got up from my chair, and walked out of the room. It was already 1 in the morning.

I saw a few of my men in the hallway as they bowed their head out of respect and I nodded my head at them in response. Even though I treated them like family and their family like mine, I demanded respect from them all.

I walked in further into the dark hallway that had long Spiral staircase which further led to the basement. I felt my body tensed up as I reached near a cell. Amir stood outside, leaning onto the wall. He was tapping his foot like an impatient man. His head was cast down in defeat. He looked like he was deep in thought. I cleared my throat to get his attention and he immediately straightened up.

"Bhai, it's bad." He said while pointing towards the grey metal bars. I made my way inside as I felt his heavy footsteps behind me. I stomped inside to find Zauq's bruised and bloodied body strapped to a chair that was placed in the middle of the cell. There was a light bulb hanging exactly above his head.

The three of my most trusted men stood around him. There hands were covered in his blood and I knew that they had been doing exactly what I had asked them to do. Huzaifa wasn't here as I had sent him to guard my house because I wasn't there and someone had to be there incase of any mishap. Someone I could trust my life with since that house had my prized possession, Anaabiya.

It had been two days since my men got hold of Zauq in a bar. He was drunk then and my men could easily take advantage of it. Hence, Zauq was caught again but he was a stubborn a** since he refused to say a word.

Now that I was here, his face was contorted with terror and fear. I smirked menacingly as I loved the feeling. I neared him and his already paled and bruised face twisted in pain. He was trying really hard to set himself free. He squirmed in the chair when I ceased my footsteps right in front of him.

"He is still not revealing the name." Amir spoke from behind me. The agitation was quite evident in his tone. "Well it's fine since he will reveal it now." The corner of my mouth twitched as a sadist smile captured my lips. I didn't take my eyes off the man but when I saw him flinch, satisfaction coursed through my dark heart.

"Chair." I yelled. One of my men immediately scurried away and returned within seconds. He placed the chair right in front of my captive as I sat down leaning forward. "Now lets start the game." I knew people were intimidated by this move. I then nodded at Amir who walked around me to stand behind Zauq. He grabbed a handfull of his hair and pulled back hard. Zauq groaned and winced painfully. He screamed as he knew what was coming ahead.

"Now you already managed to betray me twice and I am running out of patience. So you better spill or lose your life." My voice was calm but I knew that Zauq could sense the underlying threat. He had been working with me. He knew it well.

Fear filled his eyes as he masked it soon. "I don't know." He huffed and the tension in the room grew even more. He refused to meet my eyes as he shut it close tightly. Anger took over my body and I felt betrayed.

"You don't know?" Amir mocked. "No." Zauq replied, his eyes still close. "Maybe you'll know now." I smiled as I raised my hand waiting for my man to hand me the cutter.

"You see what this is." I questioned and his eyes immediately fluttered open as he stared at it, his body shaking but he still refused to amswer me. I looked up at Amir and signaled him to take the cutter and begin with the fun.

I smiled maliciously and leaned back against the chair, crossing my arms at my chest. As Amir started his work, the small cell was filled with Zauq's scream. The floor was soon covered in thick blood as his scream echoed in the basement.

I held my hand up asking my man to stop before Zauq lost his conscious.

I leaned forward. "Now tell me who was it who rescued you?" My voice was harsh. "I don't know his name but I can identify him if you showed me a picture. They were two. A man and a woman. They said that it was no point if I stayed here since you and your wife were going to die that day." He was panting really hard by the end. I gritted my teeth at the mere thought of losing Anaabiya. I wanted to kill him that instant but I had to wait until the traitor was no more hidden from me. I knew he wasn't lying because I had seen a man and a woman too.

"Treat him and get me all the photographs from that party. I want the fucking traitor under my foot." I said menacingly as I took Zauq's slightly unconscious face in my hand. I pressed my fingers hard on his chin until it was bruised. "And you better not be lying or I am going to kill your family first and then you. I will torture them right in front of your eyes until you will no longer be able to take it and beg me for death." I shoved his face harshly before I strode away from the cell. My men needed to know how brutal I actually was. They needed to see how deadly I could be if they betrayed me. It was a lesson for all. I am a monster, a fucking demon who deserved absolutely nothing.

I went back to my cabin and sat on my chair. My temper was flaring as I tried to figure out who they could be. I could come up with no one. Sighing in defeat I turned on my MacBook. I then maximized the tab that was always pinned to to my desktop.

She wasn't there on her bed and I panicked. It was 3.30 now as I looked around but found her nowhere. I instantly called Huzaifa.

He picked it up after the fifth ring. "Where the fuck are you man?" I yelled. "Ya rab! Easy boy. I can hear you." Huzaifa groaned. "Stop this shit. Where is Anaabiya?" I asked impatiently.

"How will I know? I am in my room. She must be sleeping." He sounded like he just woke up. "She isn't in her bed you fucker. Just do something. Go see where she is. I will not.." I stopped mid sentence when I saw her coming back to her bedroom with a prayer mat. She had wrapped a scarf around her head.

"Just wait I am going. Don't panic. I am here." Huzaifa's voice held concern. "No stop. I can see her. She was probably in the washroom doing her ablution." My rapid heartbeat had now slowed down as relief coursed through me.

"Okay but I hope that you are aware of the fact that you are whipped." He laughed and I just stared at the beautiful lady in front of my eyes. She was praying tehajjud.

"Hello? Are you there?" Huzaifa spoke again. "Yes.. Ummm.. Zauq said that he can recognize the traitor if I showed him his picture." I was so mesmerized that I didn't even know what I was saying. It was a regular habit. I would rarely sleep. My night passed as I watched her sleep peacefully or even when she cried herself to sleep. I would sleep for merely half an hour now and I would fall asleep watching her.

"I wasn't asking about Zauq. Anyway what are we going to do with him once he spills the name?" He questioned as I heard him chewing something.

"Kill him." I stated the obvious. "I think we should ask him for more information. Our only purpose is not to find the traitor but also to find Ahmed's information." Huzaifa had a point but I wasn't so sure after all Ahmed has always been good to me.

"I'll think about it. Bye." I disconnected the call before he could say a thing. He was distracting me. I wanted to concentrate on Anaabiya. Why did she believe so much in ALLAH? He took away her family and gave her me, the man who was the cause of her misery. He did all the worst things to her yet she prayed to him.

I couldn't understand the purpose behind it. I stared at her as she cried raising her hands. I didn't want to hear what she asked for. Maybe she asked for me? But she doesn't know that God never gives what we want, he rather takes it away.

I was happy that I had decided to bring Anaabiya's sister back. I admit that I did it to please Anaabiya, to enter my name in her good books. I wanted to be good for her but at first it was purely because I didn't want her to go back to her aunt's house where she could have come accross Uzair. I despised him. Her stupid aunt had threatened me. She was plainly stupid, atleast that's what I had thought earlier.

I was dying slowly now. It had been days since the lady whom I called my mother, betrayed me. She destroyed my life. I had only started to live again when she decided to ruin it for me.

"What is it mother?" I asked as soon as I entered the guest room. She turned around abruptly. Her face was covered in sweat. "Humza I need you to know something." Her voice was slightly jagged and she seemed nervous. She sat on the bed as I strode towards her and sat on my knees before her. No matter what I still loved her.

"What is it? Is everything alright ammi? Did anyone hurt you?" She looked shocked when she heard me calling her ammi. It had been years since I last said it. I had been thinking for a while and I thought I was ready to mend my relationship with her. I was happy these days and I wanted everything to fall back into it's place. This would make Anaabiya happy. A lone tear escaped her eyes as she wiped it off.

"You love her. Don't you?" She whispered amd I knew she referred to Anaabiya. I found myself blushing a little. I held her hands in mine as I kissed her knuckles lovingly. "Yes I do ammi and I want to thank you. You were right. This was the best decision of my life. When you had blackmailed me at first into marrying her, I hated her so much but now ammi I just can't stop loving her. She has caged my heart ammi. I feel so happy." I confessed as she started to cry incessantly. I felt anxiety getting the best of me.

"What's wrong ammi? Why are you crying? Aren't you happy for me?" I frowned as she covered her face and sobbed.

"I am sorry Humza. I am really sorry. I ruined it for you." My frown deepened as I stared at her. "What are you talking about?" I asked.

"You know that on the night of the accident. There were four people who died. Your father, the couple in the other car and the man standing outside in the street." She searched for something in my eyes as I flinched back on remembering that night. I nodded my head nonetheless and waited for her to continue.

"You remember that the man in the street had two daughters who were taken by there paternal aunt's and we give a lump sum amount to their aunt every month for taking care of them?" She asked, her face contorted with sadness. "Yes ammi I know it very well. Will you please stop now? I know everything. I know that Since Malika was the only survivor in the accident apart from me and she had no family, we took her in. Now what?" I asked in frustration.

"You were told that the only survivor apart from you was Malika but that's not true. Malika wasn't even present there. She was the daughter of the man who died in the street." My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as I couldn't understand a thing.

"Then who was the one in the car? The girl who survived?" My head was already throbbing as I looked at my mother waiting for her to say.

She sucked in a sharp breath. "Anaabiya, the girl who survived was Anaabiya." My mother repeated and I felt my world crashing and crumbling into ashes. I moved back as if I would be burnt by my mother's touch.

"Did you know it?" My voice was sharp and I saw my mother flinch back but she didn't say a word. "Say it." I yelled.

"Yes I got to know about it a month before your marriage. I had gone to check on the girls myself and I liked Anaabiya for you. I thought she would help you out of the darkness. She was so full of light and I thought she would illuminate your world." My mother was weeping and I didn't shred a single tear. My body was shaking vigorously as anger seeped in through my veins.

"How could you think so? How could you think that she would ever Illuminate my life when I was the cause behind her fucking misery, her nightmares and her agony? Do you think she'll love me after she knows that I killed her parents?" I shouted and my mother sobbed even more.

"She will forgive you Humza. You didn't do it purposely." She spoke immediately and I let out a bitter laugh. "Mother I fucking killed her parents. There is no excuse in between." I stood up and kicked the side table with my foot.

"I killed her parents. She will hate me and she'll leave me." I began to rant in panic. I started throwing things on the floor.

"She can't hate me. Mother she can't hate me." My mother immediately held onto my arms in her futile attempt to stop me.

"No. No. No. Please Humza stop. She won't hate you." Tears caressed her cheeks. "She will hate me. Mother she can't know. I can't watch her leave. Shhh! Please don't tell her. Please." I held my mother's hand, literally begging her to not say a word to Anaabiya.

"Humza just stop this." She held my face in her hand. I was breathing so hard. Tears began to fall from my eyes. It was painful to even think of her leaving me. I was dying a thousand death all at once. The pain that filled my heart was endless.

It felt as though someone kept on piercing my heart with a knife.

So ALLAH hated me. That was all I could conclude.

My eyes snapped to hers as I raised my question "Why are you telling me this now?"

She gulped in nervously as she left my face and took a step back. "I got to know about Nabiha and so I went to her aunt's place before I came here. I was there to threaten her, to say that I would now stop giving her the money and file a suit against her but that lady is a witch. She said that if I did anything wrong, she would tell Anaabiya and will make her divorce you. She asked for more money and I had to give her. She said that as long as she was getting her money every month, she would keep her mouth shut. I had to tell you because I didn't want you to take any action against her. I don't want you to lose Anaabiya." My body had entered a state of frenzy. My mind couldn't synchronize with my organs as I stared back at my mother. My face was pale and I was further falling in the pool of depression. I lost her before I had her.

I pulled my gun out of my waistband as my mother's eyes widened in shock. "I can't live without her mother. I can't watch her leave." I placed the gun at my forehead and my mother immediately plunged towards me snatching the gun from my hand and throwing it away. "Stop it Humza." She yelled.

"What the hell do you want? You ruined my life mother. Let me die now." I spat as I threw the small vase and it smashed on the floor after colliding with the wall.

"I am sorry Humza. I am so sorry." My mother held onto my arms and I shrugged her away. "You knew it all along mother." my voice was serrated and sharp as I pushed the glass table with my foot. My mother covered her ears and took several steps back.

"Humza please listen to me. It can be solved. Trust me." She begged.

"No, congratulations mother. You are the first woman in the world who ruined her own son. You took away the only chance of my happiness away."

A lone tear escaped my eyes as I was out of my trance now. I looked outside to find that the sun was already set. I had not slept for once. Ever since that day I decided to distance myself from Anaabiya. The things got worse when she confessed that she loved me. I wanted to laugh at my own fate. How well had my rab mocked me. I couldn't let her leave and I couldn't get more attached to her, at least not after knowing that I was the one to destroy her life.

I wasn't even able to fake my hatred towards her, I loved her so much.

I was in one of the cells treating another victim of mine when Huzaifa sprinted in. "Anaabiya is here." He whispered so that only I could hear. I gritted my teeth at him. Was he mad to have brought her here?

I immediately left my prey and strode towards the staircase. "Where is she?" I asked as I felt his presence behind him.

"In your cabin." He replied. "Stay there in the cell. I'll go see her." I increased my pace as I ascended the stairs. My heart was beating fast in anticipation. I wanted to see her too and deep inside I couldn't be more grateful to Huzaifa.

I inhaled in sharply before twisting the door knob and entering my cabin. I felt as if all the air had been sucked out of my body. She was standing in front of my table staring at my laptop screen and I knew exactly what she had been seeing. I panicked. "What the fuck are you doing?" I strode towards her furiously as she jumped back in fear. My heart twisted into knots as I saw terror in her eyes.

She still looked beautiful and breathtakingly gorgeous in her white attire. I avoided meeting her gaze as I feared, she could easily see the admiration in my eyes. I shut the laptop screen when I heard her say. "Don't you think it's unfair that I didn't see you for almost a week and you got to see me 24/7?" I was too dumbfounded at her question to give her a response.