As per the rituals Mr. Ahmad and Anabia while Mrs. Zarina was on wheel chairs came to Mr. Jamil's house.

Mrs. Zarina put a ring of Arzoo's ring finger and fixed the wedding date.

According to Mrs. Zarina's operation, which was happening in coming 10 days, so the wedding was happening in next 5 days.

This ceremony was supposed to happen with Amaan standing beside Arzoo and put ring in her finger, but he avoid it intentionally and unintentionally.

Intentionally cause she didn't wanted to see her let alone to standing beside her.

He knew that he can't avoid her for long, he was getting married to her.

She was to become Arzoo Amaan Rahmani.

And unintentionally becouse the meeting which he supposed to had before coming here to Global Sunshine'ENT legal adviser, he couldn't fix the date because of his mother's urgent health issue, but now he got the news from his secretary that he needed to be there as soon as possible.

There were issues which were rising up and he needed to shut the flame before its change to ignite.

He wanted to take over. He changed his plan of reinvest, since there were new and more issues were rising up so he changed his plan, now it was the time to show his dark face which he used to hide it under his businessman persona.

He entered to his his secret room in his AR COLLECTION empire, and happy to see his price in front of him, a mischievous grin appeared on his handsome face, he was enjoying the view in front him. He leaned down and unhooked the cloth from the person's eyes.

'' hello Mr. Dolph, nice to meet you too''

He smirked to see the person in front of him shocked.

'' I should I have known it's you, you basterd '' seethed Mr. Dolph.

'' no no Dolph , it's very bad to curse when you are in such a mess'' said Amaan in a calm yet threading manner.

Mr. Dolph philips was son of Matthew Philips and the current heir of the GLOBAL SUNSHINE ENT and Amaan's second enemy after his father.

'' Why I am here''?

Asked Dolph in so much hatred his eyes for Amaan while trying hard not to show himself weak but Amaan could clearly see the fear in his eyes. His eyes were betraying him to look strong in front of the heartless businessman cum mafia Amaan. Amaan was not a mafia himself, but he had a strong connection with the mafia world and they respected him a lot because of his strong personality.

Amaan was a mafia to his enemies alone; he was a nightmare to them. Nobody would dare to mess with him.

He took off his black blazer and untie his tie, he folded his sleeves. And smirked to him while titling his head and putting his hands in his pockets. His demeanor was changed in to a morphed into angry one.

His eyes were trained on his enemy , his this position would make his enemies to pee in their pants.

Inhaled sharply and took fluid steps toward him,

'' you seriously don't know why you are here?'' he asked Dolph in a collective calm tone.

Dolph swallowed hard and start shivering, while looking around he realized that he is in deep danger now.

Amaan's this secret room, was a nightmare to his enemies, it was a torture room.

There were chairs, chains, punching gloves and more, since Amaan was obsessed with sports, he would beat the hell out of his enemies before tying them on chair.

He wouldn't kill anyone, he would leave them alive, but the fear of Amaan was that great, that they would refuse to admit to anyone about Amaan's this side.

Amaan's jaw clenched, the muscles ticking in his mandible as he punched him hard on his face, breaking his breath for few seconds, blood was oozing from Dolph's nose.

'' you actually have the nerve to ask me this? I think you haven't yet realized the gravity and the treacherous or your situation.

What do you think that I won't find out?''

Pulling his hair in his fist he made Dolph to look at him.

''you fucking piece of shit, you tried to sell GLOBAL SUNSHINE ENT to other company in less price so that you become free from my wrath?

But guess what fucker, I count my enemies breath, I am closer to them than their own breath''

Dolph was gob smacked, but soon he covered it with his anger.

'' I am not afraid of your wrath, do you understand me?

You have destroyed every fucking thing, our business, our happiness, our peace but now I won't let you harm my father anymore, I will fucking kill you'' he yelled in anger but much to his surprise

Amaan smirked and motioned his body guard Ismail who was his body guard and his shadow.

Ismail understood his motion and nodded, he came forward and untie Dolph's hands and feet and made him stand in front of Amaan.

'' come on beat me if you can, if you beat me I will spear you, if you couldn't then you have no fucking idea what I will do to you''

Dolph stood with his guards up.

A fight was on between them like it's a fight of MMA but difference was that Amaan was not giving opportunity to Dolph since he was punching him two at a time.

Dolph would fall but he would stand up staggering.

'' come one fucker kill me then!''

Amaan was provoking him but Dolph was struggling under Amaan's wrath.

Amaan's one punch on his jaw did the undone, Dolph staggered before he fall with a thud.

With scarlet face, broken jaw and broken nose , and a broken arm.

Amaan was breathing heavy, he crouched to his level, seeing him with swallowen eye, whole whole feature was unrecognizable.

'' your pathetic excuse of a father is on life supporting system right?''

Dolph struggled to look at Amaan's face, he was afraid that Amaan will do the undoing to his father.

'' pl......please sp......spare him''

He breathed while pleading to Amaan.

Amaan smirked and looked at his broken face, he rememberd the time when Mr. Ahmad was struggling with his life because of these shit heads.

He remembered their struggle to live cause the muslim community thrown them out of their society, Mr. Ahmad was left with two kids and a ill wife, his restaurant was closed he was left without a house and money, they few money which they had , they spend it on Mrs Zarina's sudden illness.

It took Mr. Ahmad a lot of struggle to finally stand on his feet and start all over again.

Amaan was not the one to forget of forgave; he was a man of in word.

'' now you know how it feels don't you?

But don't worry I will not cut his life supporting machine, I wanted to deal with you as a businessman since your father is in dead bed , but you released the beast in me, now I will do one simple thing, do you know what is it?''

Dolph was looking at him from in one fine eye.

'' I will take over you company all alone, you are finished Dolph Philips and so your father's kingdom. But not my enemity''

Amaan paused and looked at him.

'' I have a close eye on you, dare to disobey or disrespect me, then remember I am not a man to warn , I am a man of action, you will regret why I am leaving you now to breath''

Dolph's eyes closed, he drafted to unconsciousness.

Amaan looked at Ismail and Ismail got it message, he took Dolph to the hospital for treatment.

Amaan's anger was not satisfied, he sat on his leather chair and closed his eyes.

His father's broken face, his mother's pale sick face, Anabia's crying for her favorite food which Mr. Ahmad was not able to buy for his child, would crack him like a boulder in his mind and heart.

He inhaled sharply and called his legal adviser.

'' Robert make the papers ready today, make the takeover fast, I have no time to waste''

'' sure sir but it will take time, it can't happen in just one day''

Mr. Robert swallowed hard but still replied to his boss's demand.

'' don't fucking tell me, Fucking do it till dawn'' roared Amaan and made Mr. Robert nodded.

As his wish, by the dawn the papers were ready, Amaan signed it.

His work was done here, Ismail was in charge to look after Dolph. Although he knew that Dolph would never disobey him but he needed him to be fine.

Mrs. Zarina hugged Arzoo

She was wearing a golden anarkali with golden heels

A touch of a light makeup and rosy lips.

Her dark brown hair open which reached till her waist.

She didn't care much about her fiancé's absentness but deep inside she was sad.

He again proved that he doesn't care about her.

He haven't seen her till now .

And she just saw his picture she wanted to see him now that this marriage is happening, she wanted that both should accept each other but, she knew that its far from reality.

The preparation has been on full swing.

Arzoo prayed her evening pray and prayed for both of them.

She closed her eyes and relied on god.

It was 4 in morning that Arzoo woke up with a start.

She was not surprised because she again saw her nightmares.

She took deep breaths and at the same time she heard adhaan.

She did her ablution and prayed her fajir pray.

It was snowing outside and she went downstairs and on the Turkish heater,

Put some and wooden so that the hall become warm.

Then prepared the tea since it was Friday all were sleeping till late but she was not used to sleep after her pray.

She took a cup of green tea and sat beside a heater.

She was wearing a long warm black skirt with a pink sweater on it.

And a black scarf around her head and shoulders.

What to expect from life?

Why I have no choice?

Why I am marrying someone who has no interest in me?

But I have too

I really have no choice.

He is someone who is way better than me in everything and I am just not perfect for him.

But what can I do?

We are bound by our families.

We don't have choice but to accept each other.

A small part of her was happy and excited.

She was no different from other girls who gets married.

She felt butterflies in the pit of her stomach.

She felt nervous .

Here heart beats were doing a summer sols.

while a major part of her was in predicament.

She knew in which situation her wedding is happening.

While two families were happy but she knew that two souls were not.

She was well aware of Amaan's cold behavior toward her.

She was in a state that she was burning since her childhood but she wanted to rise from ashes and give this marriage a hearty chance.

But any relationship will not work on one person's hard work.

The other should bow too.

She had a staggering life till now and she never complaint about you.

She felt beholden to every once love and care.

They were giving her genuine love and care but Arzoo felt like she was bound to their love and care.

Her this indebtedness was killing her.

And right now this marriage was bound to happen.

was she ready to be someone's wife?

Wife?

But whose?

Around 9 Noori Mr. Jamil and Hamid had breakfast.

All were talking but Arzoo was silent.

She looked at her ring in her finger, She couldn't deny that how beautiful it looked.

It was a 14k Oval Diamond Rose Gold Engagement ring.

But materials were nothing to make her happy.

She sighed.

Anabia has already ordered her wedding dress from ace designer Versace from US and of course Amaan was not bringing it but it will be shipped to AFG.

And her henna night green forest gown was designed by Hekmat Saleh they ace designer himself.

But since Amaan left for US back and his mother's operation was coming near too so Mr. Ahmad decide that they will hold the henna night and nikha at the same night, that way they will minimize it and Mrs. Zarina will get few more days to rest.

She was trying to be active since she was the mother of groom, she was excited and that resulted in her uneven breathing.

Mrs. Zarina needed to be strong and healthy till her operation.

Another reason for this step was that this Nikah needed to happen fast because doctors were not able to do Mrs. Zarina's operation in AFG, so it was happening in US and a Nikah certificate was needed to prepare Arzoo's documents since she was going to with her in laws.

It was decided that in her henna night maulvi will perform her Nikah too but since Amaan was not there in that case he needed to be online to be a part of Nikah and to accept Arzoo as his wife.

And th wedding would be like a fare well sice Arzoo was leaving AFG after two days of her wedding, till then her documents will be ready too.

Arzoo had body pain since last night but now she had fever too, her nervousness took a tool on her.

But she hide it from others.

4 days were left for her wedding.

But she was feeling weak.

Her knees were giving up, her heart beat was fast, and her breathing was uneven too.

She closed her eyes to calm herself.

'' Arzoo I need you to sleep well '' (wink)

Said the naughty Anabia while teasing the already blushed Arzoo.

Arzoo blushed and looked down.

Ali was also in Arzoo's house.

Every time he saw her he couldn't help but felt bad for her.

She is so innocent, so beautiful and so pure.

Her lower head and shivering eyes says it all.

She is not made for him, he will break her, hurt her, and god knows what more.

I know him, he has laid with money girls he will not accept her like this?

He is so opposite of her

Amaan what have you planned for this innocent soul.

She is the epitome of beauty and purity.

She is so coy she can't even talk with confidence.

How will she handle a man like him?

Famous rich and workaholic.

Arzoo I am sorry.

Sorry for your coming future with him.

I know him very well. He is up to something.

I wish I could help you but I am sorry that I can't.

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