aasman se chand ki kirane uske badan pe kuch iss tarah chamak rahi thi jaise aasman se saaye zameen per aagaye

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The rose when blooming, looks just like a nurturing growing up soul, just like a newborn with its soft, silky, velvety texture, smell as if Marijuana, whereas when tarnished, looks just like an old one, with many creases and lines on the face, making it unwanted and for someone to take it

And Yazan Ahmed Alif wanted the same to himself, the hate? All to himself, the swears? All to himself.

He wanted to absorb all the hate present in the world and use it on Haya Sultan,

for his strings were letting loose.

The new bride, now, Haya Yazan Ahmed Alif was on the bed of the very room she started to hate, it's owner to be specific, but the heart strings were still attached and they weren't planning on letting loose themselves for anyone else but the owner of it itself, her foe, her so called enemy, now her husband

That erratic thing, pumped blood and beat-ed in his presence madly, that was how she used to get warm, she knew he hated her and she couldn't do anything about it, it hurted her, always.

The hate in his eyes for her was now, always prominent. But-

vo pyaar hi kya jisme dard na ho

It was when the sky had acquired the shade of light orange and pinkish hue mixed with it, making it look almost like a orange-ish, pink mix like ade colour, but who was to drink the sky?

There stood the Alif Villa in the outskirts of the city, the cold weather and fog making the decade old villa look like some mansion or residence of the King itself

The insides were all pinkish amd beige with brown-ish colored marble used to enhance the urdu poetry and make it clear to the passers

The mansion was decorated with red and white roses, just like how Yazan liked and just like how his new bride liked

The fairy lights attached with the railings of the staircase making them look more illuminating beautiful

The same staircase lead to the first floor, specifically Yazan's suite which had a gym, kitchen, home office, living room and swimming pool of its own

The right side took to his room, where the new bride was sitting, her maroon lehenga making her look like a queen, queen as if she ruled the palace.

little did she not know, she was ruling a heart as well

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Yazan had scurried away to his home office right after the guests left and called his secretary Mustafa

"Mustafa, Sultano ka saara maazi khangalo, kuch to haath aana chahiye"

"Yes sir" and Mustafa being the obedient secretary he was, stared working on it

"Sir, according to the charted data of the Sultan's there is no history of them as of now, your wife's father had built this-"

"She's not my wife! Call her Haya! Just Haya! She's my enemy and I've married her for revenge"

"Yes sir, I'm sorry"

"Continue"

"Haya's father, Ahmed Sultan had built his company and since then he was handling, two years back when he had suffered a heart attack, his Elder child, Shehryaar had started handling the business and it had sky rocketed since then. As of now, the company has been partially closed on the order of the vice president of the company, Hammad Altaf, he is one of the trusted members and hence was chosen to handle the company after Shehryaar."

"Hmm..there's nothing suspicious though or something that could've harmed them, the heart attack was because of his poor health and no tied were there with our clan even though the enmity was fresh.

Mustafa, check if they had any illegal deals"

"Sir, for that we would have to take permission from their headquarters as we don't access to it"

"No. I had a copy of it, last time when I went to the Sultan Haveli, I had asked Hammad sir to give me a copy of it as the police thought Bhai has changed their passwords and taken their records out"

"Yes sir, sir this shows no illegal deals, all were legal and all the projects or hotels made were verified by the government and rules and conditions were applied with tax"

"Check again carefully and complete the Aqua files today, I want them on the tomorrow"

"Yes sir! Khuda Hafiz"

"Khuda Hafiz"

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Yazan entered his room and saw his newly wed bride on his bed.

Her maroon lehenga with inticrate designs and the heavy golden gota work on the borders, made it look more enhanced

He never thought it would look this good on her

Locking the door, he went towards the bed and sat in front of her, her hands mounded themselves into one another seeking warmth from them, she was close to an anxiety attack

Taking out a blue velvet box from his pocket, he opened her fists and kept it in her hands forcefully

"Has lein mohtarma, ab to nikkah bhi hogaya" his lips curled up into a smirk as he saw her shaky hands

Lifting her dupatta up, he was enchanted by the view-

His wife? Weird but it felt good to him.

Her milky white skin, made the maroon colour outshine with all the golden gota work.

The jewelry all golden and her earrings hung as if depending on her earlobes for support, heavy ones

The amber pair of eyes doing something to him.

Her hands adorned with henna, he took a hold of her hands and smelled them, gosh! He loved the smell of henna!

Lips covered with just chapstick, her natural cherry red ones outshining under the layer of the chapstick

She was looking like an angel, apsara, hoor..name them whatever you call it.

And he?

The amber pair of eyes upped themselves to take a look of the being infront of them and were mesmerized by the raven eyes trained on their hands.

Mashallah!

Clad in a black sherwani and black waistcoat, hair messy as ever.

just how she liked!

The sharp jawline, and almond eyes with a mole at the side of the left one, granted with a prefect straight nose and red, beetroot red plump lips, moist.

Mashallah!

He looked up from her hands as their mesmerizing orbs met their perfect opposite.

The smirk, still there on his face.

Grabbing her by her wrists he made her stand in the front of the vanity and slowly started with removing the dupatta, pinned on her head

"R-r..rehne d..de...dein, hum kar..lenge"

Haya stuttered and then hissed as he slowly took out the pins in her hair, there are so many!

He thought.

Opening her chestnut locks with her baby baby hair adorning her forehead, he started on her earrings, all the while making sure her nervousness to double up

Taking them off, he opened the knot of her necklace making sure to brush his fingers against her milky white, swan like neck, just her bare face now against the world..and it looked enchanting!

Her bangles and dark red henna clad hands and her clear skin, it looked beautiful, she looked just like a hoor,he thought

Slowly undoing the strings of her blouse, all the while maintaining eye contact with her and traced his hands oh her soft baby skin, exposed due to the opened knot

Tracing his hands down her spine and the other one massaging the exposed skin of her shoulder making her close her eyes and enjoy the relaxation

Bringing his face near to hers after turning her around

His right hand now on her exposed back and her fists on his chest, eyes shut tight.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck, the blouse now just covering her lush breasts from him, sucking on her sweet spot, as he heard her moan which made him smirk against her skin

Biting and then soothing the area, all the while his hands caressing her back

Just as he was about to take her blouse any further down, she pushed him away and held her blouse close to her chest

With her teary eyes she looked down at the floor

"What happened? I thought you were enjoying it"

Her wounds hadn't healed properly and now they started to hurt

She looked up and he sighed looking at her teary eyes, "go change"

She immediately disappeared into the ensuite as he just looked at the closed door now

why was he even showing what he felt for her?! WHY THE HELL?!

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Got a bit late ig? Idk but here it is!

I hope you'll like it and also comment on which part is to be improved or which I should be careful about

And

I hope everyone's doing good? You better do!

Always repeat-

Bas likh diya jo haath mein aaya, 4th chapter ke liye summary ready hai per likhne mein wakt lag sakta hai to I'll try to upload it as soon as possible!

Stay happy everyone,

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