'' do not fucking play with me woman. You have no idea what I will do to you. you will cry for this time standing in front of me and telling me about non other then but my wife. I will fucking disappear you in thin air and I know there is no one to mourn for you but only your leech acts will be remembered''

He jerked her back and made his way to look for Arzoo. While she stumbles back but maintained her balance. As her plan was done now it was not wise for her to stay in his house. Knowing he will vanish her, she hurriedly disappeared from his party before he or anyone one notice her.

'' sir'' his guard's voice snapped him from his thought and he looked at him. Giving him permission to open the torture room's door for him. As he entered the sight in front of him was making his blood boil. Rizwan was chained to the tainted and dark wall with blood and the metallic and foul smell of urine and blood was invading in his nostrils. Rizwan's head was hanged between his shoulders, while his hands and feet were chained to the wall. But he was tired as he was slipping to fall on ground but his hands were preventing him to fall. Amaan made his way to him and stand in front of him. He untied his tie and took off his shirt and his wrist watch. He gave them to his guards while Ali looked at him.

'' what to do you want to know with this bastard'' Ali asked in much fuming voice.

Amaan looked at her for few seconds then he shook his head.

'' give me rode'' his voice was calm yet deadly. Ali didn't question him again as he was himself fuming but he still couldn't let him kill him.

'' Amaan you kill him'' Amaan looked at him. For the first time Ali saw something else in his eyes. Like he was been betrayed. He frowned on that thought as why would he feel like that?

'' unchain him and leave him'' all looked off guard as all shared a look between him and Ali. Ali was confused too but before he could comprehend anything he heard his roar which flinched all.

'' NOW!!!''

It was done as he wanted. And Rizwan with trembled to the floor. He looked at Amaan to seek forgiveness but he was not on that stage, Amaan was not in his usual blank expression in fact a lot of emotions were going through him.

'' Ali you stay, the rest leave from this room'' confusion was written on their faces as well as Rizwan's face. But none the less the nodded and left from there.

He looked at Rizwan with his blood shot killing eyes. Circle motioning his head, he gave him his silent message to speak up.

He wanted to hear his side of the story too. deep in his heart he knew that whatever Arzoo said was true. He was not a man to fall easily and Rizwan and Farida's words were not trustable. But he couldn't forget the teary eyes of Arzoo.

Why she cried?

He knew that she was not happy with him as he was not happy with her as well but that night he saw a ping of hurt in her eyes. They way she looked at him while he asked her why were she crying, there was hollowness in her eyes. Like she was already broken and she had lost him.

Lost him?

Why his thought was not settling with him?

I will never leave her; she will live with me till she dies.

'' A.....Amaan listen t...to me first''

'' trust me I am'' Amaan curd cut him, crouched to his level while trying his hard to control his anger for a while or he was pumping it to fuel it.

'' she...she was h...hurt and she w...was crying'' he swallowed and looked at him who was waiting for him to proceed. Rizwan knew that now he is stuck in lion's claw so there was no way out for him but he wanted to hurt Amaan, hurt his ego, hurt his pride.

He knew he had a chance as he was listening to him. And if he succeeded to plant a seed in his head! That would be enough for him.

'' I ...I asked her but she remained calm, I g..gave her napkin t..to dry her tears. And...she was g..going out so I accompanied her..as she was crying none stop. She was feeling l...lonely and my care h...helped her to f....feel easy with me. Sh....she needed a shoulder a...and she hold me for that. Th..then she h..hold my hand and cried her heart out. I took her to that s..secluded room so no body notice her wails and see her tears. Th...then she clung to me....and I knew you will not like it. B...but she said she will manage as you have never noticed her betrayel before when she did many times behind your b..back. but sensing the commotions outside....i think then she c..created that drama while took me off guard'' with difficulty of breathing he said what he had planned to say but now the difference was the situation where he was.

Amaan was piqued

Vexed

Infuriated

Enraged

His blood was vapouring to un-measurable point.

He was stewing wanted to kill him that instant.

'' what makes you think I will trust you peasant'' he hold his throat and seethed making him smirk.

'' Amaan he is lying. I will kill this bastard. How dare he'' Ali strode toward him but Amaan stopped him by raising his hand in the air. Ali looked at him and knew that Amaan is in his extreme level of anger. He stood with his hands fists.

'' I know he is lying Ali. This much I know''

That was the last straw of his tolerance as he started to beat the hell out of him. first Ali was seeing him as he wanted that peasant to taste his own blood but sensing the situation, he realized Amaan was going to kill him. Rizwan's body was going limp. And his face was all covered with blood. His clothes were drenched in blood and sweat.

'' Amaan enough, you are going to kill him'' Ali tried to stop him, but Amaan was not budging out.

Ali noticed that stopping him is impossible. He was enraged in other level. It was matter of his pride.

His wife.

''he pushed me to the place and t..talked dirty.''

Punch.

'' he pushed me and tied my hands''

Punch.

''he...he slapped me''

Punch

''he...he torn my clothes''

Punch

''you wife is a gold digger, she will leave you one day''

Punch

'' she is not finding her peace of mind with you, in fact she is finding that in someone else''

Punch

'' she hold someone's hand while crying''

Punch!

Punch!

Punch!

'' Amaan enough!!!''

Ali was not that muscular than Amaan but he had a good body with enough muscles. But it was hard for him to control Amaan as he saw that Rizwan was losing his consciousness.

Finally he called his guards and with the help of them they separated Amaan from him.

Ali checked Rizwan's pulses while Amaan was panting and controlling himself not kill him.

'' his pulses are weak; I think he may not make it. What now?''

'' manage it Ali or I will straight away kill him. I don't want him alive he fucking dared to hunt in my den.''

With heavy breaths he looked at his guards while they were holding Rizwan's limp body.

'' I haven't killed anyone in my life. I have punished a lot in this room but they survived and stayed calm cause of my fear. But I don't want him alive. Beat him till he dies but remember I fucking don't want his blood in here and manage this issue like it never happened'' with deadly eyes he ordered them while they nodded in reply. Ali had nothing else to say as he knew Amaan will never spear Rizwan's life and he himself was boiling in anger. So he didn't say anything to him. with that they both left him alone with his guards.

Arzoo didn't dared to leave his room. his room and his scent was giving her some kind of peace and solace. She was sitting in balcony while shedding tears. How she wished she was in her country among her people. Her uncle.

Noori

Hamid

There small yet cozy home. how she wished to put her head on her uncle's chest. His affection. His love everything was inviting her to her home. she wanted to call him or Noori. But she also knew that they will right away sense her discomfort and Amaan will not like it.

Arzoo was ripped off of her trance when the door opened with a thud and entered the much enraged Amaan. His demeanor was not normal. His white dress shirt was drenched in sweat and.......blood!

She gasped and run to him. fearing he might be hurt, she looked at him.

His knuckles and fists were red and bruised. That confused and scared her. she grabbed his hands in her tiny hands and observed his wounds. All this while his eyes were on her. but beside anger there was something else too.

Feeling betrayed!

''A.....Amaan ho..'' she couldn't complete as she looked at him in the eye. There was change in his eyes.

His dark brown eyes were black and dilated. His jaw was clenched and his teeth were gnashing. She swallowed hard and kept looking at him. perhaps that was the first time in her life that she was looking at his eyes for this much longer. But something in her was telling her to not back down.

She was finding something in herself like her mind was already guarded and was shielding her.

But her eyes were broken and sad while his eyes were red and burning ablaze.

'' I will ask a question Arzoo dare to tell me the truth.

Are you unhappy with me?''

He seethed while took her off guard. She was shocked of the sudden question.

Of course she was not happy with him. The way he treats her is not something which could be called happiness. But he saved her from that demon and called her his wife with full right.

But was she happy?

She was not naïve as she knew that he only saved her, if it was not her, someone else in her place he would do the same. It doesn't mean that Amaan loves her. Or she should expect his love or affection.

He squeezed her hand; she didn't realize that she was still holding his hands. His grip was hard giving her chill and a message to reply to him. but right now was not the time to tell him what she feels as she could sense that he was not in his right senses and so was not she.

'' A...Amaan''

'' yes or no''

He cut her and asked her. There was a determination in his voice and eyes, which was giving her chills.

But why was he asking her this question?

Arzoo looked at him in the eyes and realized there is no way to round through the bush, and for the first time she dare to reply him.

'' No same like you'' she was determent albeit for the very first time in her life. Amaan was looking at her eyes. They were determent and deterrence. But her answer took him by surprise. He was not expecting this from her. although he knew that he was nothing but a husband to her, but he never thought that she would reply him or would not be happy. If he was not a husband but there was everything available for her.

Good food

Stylish clothes

Lavish life

Everything which a girl from her state ever wanted, she was living that. But why was she not happy?

'' you are not satisfying her hm?''

His eyes hardened toward her while she was already looking at her, but there was fear in her eyes. like she was waiting for her punishment.

'' is it because I am not satisfying you?

I am not giving you what you are seeking from a man?

For that you stooped this low to seek it from a fucking man than your husband?''

He seethed while holding her in his arms. His hold was harsh as he nails were digging in her flesh.

Arzoo was confused as she was not getting anything he said, then the wheels of her mind began to work as she shockingly looked at him.

'' Amaan wh'' she couldn't even complete as her words died in her mouth while he was gnashing his teeth together. He jerked her and smacked her across her face. She fall on floor while blood ozed out from her mouth and nose. She looked at him shocked. It's not like she had never tasted his this brutal behavior before but this time his words and his demeanor was telling her to run to the hill.

Pulling her up by her hairs making her to scream from the screeching pain. He slapped her again across her face then back handed her while still holding her hairs tightly in his fist. Amaan was not giving her chance to breathe as he was beating her back to back. He sensed her legs becoming wobbly so he left her to fall on the floor.

He crouched to her level and smacked her head to the cold marble of the floor making her forehead to bleed again. She was losing her vision. Her eyes lids were getting heavy.

'' you bitch you dared to betray me?''

Slap.

'' you else did you slept with?''

Slap

Gripping her throat he squeezed it hard, cutting the supply of oxygen to her lungs, burning her lungs for it. He pulled her up while still holding her throat. With weak hands she clawed to his hand to free her throat but his grip was like iron. She can never match his level.

Her eyes were rolling back and her hands were going limp.

Before she could sense it someone pushed Amaan hard to free her. And he let her go as she fall to the floor coughing horribly and panting for her life.

'' what the fuck man?

You will kill her?'' it was Ali's voice she could hear but her vision was still groggy.

'' Ali don't. don't fucking come in between as I am going to kill this bitch'' before could Ali stop him, he pushed him hard and pulled Arzoo by her hair making her to stand up on her feet.

'' fucking tell me. With who else did you slept apart from the peasant?

Acting all innocent saint in front of me and my family, and you are like a fierce cat behind my back?

He touched you right?

Where else did he touched you or you present yourself to him by your own choice!

I know I am giving you every fucking thing but only one thing which you are hungry for and you choose the other way to find it?

You fucking warm others bed behind my back?'' he roaring on her face while Arzoo's mind was saving his words again. Her groggy eyes were coming out of their sockets and she observed his words in her dazed mind.

One look at Ali, and she was drawn in embarrassment. While Ali was trying his hard to stop him but looked like he was way ahead to be stopped.

'' its nothing new to you am I right?

I fucking saw you in your that so called brother's arms.

Were you warming his bed too?

Were you giving him the warmth or a cold bed?

That's what you were doing behind by back. A person who doesn't have her parents around and living in her uncle's house, living nothing but a pathetic excuse of a life. A vestige life. Of course you would stoop this low and warm that boy's bed too who you said were protecting you?''

And that was the last straw for her. this was way too much for her.

Her blood boiled upon hearing such stoop level things about her character, her family, and her dignity.

With full knowledge of her rounding's, she raised her hand and....

Slapped!

'' you should never scarifies three things.

Your family,

Your heart,

Your dignity'' her uncle's words shoring in her ears making her realized what were she doing all this while and what were she expecting.

'' how dare you?

How dare you to spit dirt on my name and character while you are the man in question.

How dare you to spit dirt on my dignity while you have lost it when you were cheating behind my back.

How dare you to spit dirt on my family while you have no right to do so.

How dare you Mr. Amaan Ahmad Rahmani?''

This was the first time he or Ali was listening to her loud voice without stuttering or trembling.

Ali stood still while Amaan's shocked changed to ten times more fury but instead of hurting her to her surprise he left her hairs and smirked to her but with red blood of range in his eyes.

'' impressive, cat has tongue''

Her voice was strong and her eyes were venomous toward him. This was the first time he have seen such sight in front of him. There was hate in her eyes.

But he cared less as he felt the same........ much more.

'' yes I have a tongue but I never said anything to you when you were stripping me of my pride and dignity.

I said nothing to you when you were labeling me with names of your choice.

I said nothing to you when you insulted and assaulted me.

I said nothing to you when your escort told me your stunts behind my back while I was struggling in life but you care nothing but to satisfy yourself.

I said nothing when you insulted me every single day of my life with you.

Yes I am a vestige but not on my uncle but on you!

I never wanted to marry a self centered person like you.

I never wanted to carry your extra enormous while stoop to me name with me.

I never wanted to be your wife!

But it happened. And I accept it. I tried my best to be a good wife to you while you were proving yourself everything but not a husband.

I still said its ok every stupid thing will be fine one day but I was wrong!

Utterly wrong!!!''

She was screaming while tears were flowing from her eyes. Amaan was looking and listening to her but his mind was on the word he heard from those people than on her.

betrayed me?

she fucking betrayed me behind my back?

He was warming up for her while she could clearly see that but was caring less.

Ali was feeling her pain and at some point he was feeling responsible too for her pain as he knew all about Amaan but still let the bubble be the bubble and let the marriage happened.

But now he realized that he had made a grieve mistake.

But the sand has slipped from his hands and the wind had blown it away.

'' I was no warming up anyone's bed but Amaan you were doing that.

I am very sorry for myself Amaan as I have lost everything today. ( hiccup )

Trying to work on this marriage, I lost my self today ( hiccup ). I don't want to live with a man like you.

I thought you stood for me.

I thought you saved me and gave me place in your heart.

I thou... ( hiccup )''

'' Arzoo''

'' no Ali brother. Please don't. just don't say everything will be fine while you know it better that it never be fine.

Just leave me alone and I swear you on my head, you will never say a word now pl......please ( hiccup ).

Amaan bounced to her and pulled her hair in his iron like grip while Ali was trying to hold him.

He kicked her on her stomach making her curl in pain while again kicked her on her shoulder. She screamed in un-bearable pain.

'' you fucking little whore you are blaming me while fucking behind my back?''

He snarled but her eyes were closing still she managed to whisper to him.

'' I hate y....you am...amaan''

In his vexation and aggravation, one voice stopped him on his track.

In his extreme anger, one face changed it to sadness.

He never expected this.......... Never.

''A....Am...aan''

That split second changed his life.

Changed her life.

Changed everything.

Before he could control the situation, everything slipped to oblivion.

Two figures were lying beside him.

One was his wife.

One was his..........mother!

Shocked on his mother's face was reminding him of his failure.

How could this happen?

How could he be so careless?

It just happened......