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I was at the warehouse since early in the morning. I didn't wish to go back home, at least not as yet.

"What did he say?" I probe while signing the papers that Huzaifa had placed before me.

I signed it with the Parker pen gifted to me by Hazel when we were together. I have an uncanny fetish for pens and she was aware of it . My insides squeezed at the memory but I managed to disregard that part.

"Well he said that they know about your deal with Ahmed. They even know about Anaabiya and since you married her, they think that she might be your weakness." Indignation and umbrage was slowly building up in my mind as I thought of the different ways, they could use that woman against me. She wasn't my weakness. They were idiots but no matter what, if they lay a finger on her, I will dismantle their entire family, infact I'll let his 7 generations suffer a painful fate. I grasped the pen tightly, trying my best to calm and compose myself, my eyes still stuck on the papers.

I was about to question him more when his phone started buzzing.

I motioned him to take it.

"Yes." He said. The person on the other end must have said something really appalling for Huzaifa's face now distorted with fear. "Just try to hold him down, don't shoot him. He could be valuable. We'll be there." He spoke hurriedly before grabbing the car keys from the table and gesturing me to come along. I looked at him quizzically before getting up from my seat.

"Okay." He replied before disconnecting the call. I was about to ask him' what was all that for?' but he beat me to it.

"There is an intruder. Hamid called. We must go before anybody gets hurt. If he was Zaid's man, he might harm Anaabiya." To say that I was furious would be an understatement. It was much more than that. I was enraged to the level where I didn't even realize that I broke the parker pen that I was holding on, into two pieces. My jaws had tightened at the mere thought of anybody getting hurt at my home.

I dropped the broken pieces of the pen on the table and strode along with Huzaifa towards his car.

As soon as we reached the house. I ambled towards the guards. "He went inside Humza bhai." Hamid spoke with ignominy as we approached him. There was a slight cut on his lower lip.

"And you let him go?" I snarled. He looked at his own feet out of mortification. That only multiplied my fury.

"He said he was a relative." Hamid began. "Don't tell me you believed him? I am raising goons like you." I snapped.

Almost abruptly I gripped his collars in my hands. "Mark my words, If anything happens to my wife or my family, I am going to kill you with my bare fucking hands." If not for Huzaifa who was constantly pulling me away, I could have seriously killed Hamid. I shoved him away soon though.

"Humza Bhai we need to go in. Don't waste your time on them. Anaabiya could be in danger." Huzaifa's voice felt like a raging alarm to my ears and I​ sprinted towards the entrance. I took out the pistol from my waistband. If he even tried to harm any of my people, I wouldn't think before shooting him, no matter how valuable he might be.

I even heard a few footsteps behind me but the moment I entered my house and then into the foyer, my eyes fell on her. It felt as if someone had notched and gashed my heart into halves. I stared at the two people who were completely flushed to each other in a bone crushing hug, one of them being my wife.

I felt like the blood in my veins had turned frosty. I felt cheated, deceived and betrayed. I didn't understand why I felt so, but I did. Pain like I had never felt before slammed into my heart.

I know I was being a hypocrite but I couldn't help.

I shook my head forcefully, thwacking my fist against my forehead and scrunching my eyes tightly, as if that would do any good.

My nostrils had flared and anybody who saw me right now would have run away for their safety.

I neared them only to find her eyes shut tightly as if she was trying to savor this moment. She was enjoying this. Oh how much am I going to enjoy ruining this for her. A sadist smile captured my lips as I pressed my pistol against his head. "Hands of my girl." I snarled with rancour and acrimony.

Her eyes flew open abruptly as a look of bewilderment and fear conquered her expressions. The guy at once pulled her behind him possessively.

And it was in that moment that I declared it as a War between us. Spleen and anger seemed to have filled my veins.

How dare he? "Hum.. Humzaaa I can explain." She stuttered but I was amazed at her audacity. All this while she was acting so naive whilst she was no less than a whore. How many lovers did she even have? The thought itself disgusted me.

Fine! I know this is hypocrisy.

"Shhhh! Just don't say a word. I don't want to hear your voice. It will only increase your sufferings." I spat, each of my word was dipped and coated with venom.

"Don't you talk to her like that. I swear I wouldn't think before killing you." I couldn't help but snicker at his stupidity. Didn't he know who I was?

I looked at her to find her looking at the boy lovingly. That look on her face managed to hit a nerve in my brain and I lost it completely.

"Get away from him woman." I shook my pistol indicating her to move right now. I was so furious that I couldn't think properly. She looked terror stricken and I chuckled because I was glad, she still knew who was the boss here.

"Good. I'll deal with you later." I was being true to my words. I loved it when she feared me. This girl had to learn some lesson. She was crossing all boundaries now.

"Now what do we do with you?" My attention was back to the boy now. I walked a full circle around him with my gun still aimed at him. I loved to play with my prey. Even though the boy seemed to be unfazed by it, my wife's reaction was making me quite happy.

"Listen, I have no grudges against you. I just want to take her back. I just.." I heckled before he could say anything else. I was already frustrated and embittered, he was only insinuating me further.

"Tsk tsk.. You are not supposed to say anything until and unless you are asked to. So now first tell me your name." I interrogated. I wanted to be sure of who he was. If he was involved in Zaid's gang, she could be in danger no matter who he was to her.

"Uzair Imam." He spoke without any sign of fear. My mind instantly clicked as I realized 'Who the fuck Uzair was?'

My eyes immediately snapped to her. I gritted my teeth as my hands curled up into a fist. I was ready to murder him there itself. It was different when she talked about him in her sleep, I mean it didn't effect me much but seeing him was different. I knew that my eyes must have flashed dangerously because she flinched visibly.

"I see. What's your relation with my wife? How do you know her?" I catechized further, my eyes not moving away from her. She was such a deceiver. At least I didn't try to hide the fact that I was not innocent whereas she always wore the fake facade of innocence and naivety.

"We have practically grown up together. I am her cousin." She was in love with her cousin? That's gross even though I know it's permissible in Islam. However his words didn't fail to pierce through my heart for reasons unknown.

"Now have you ever thought about a death wish?" I smirked as I thought of the different ways I could enjoy killing him.

"Humza listen to me. He has no fault in this. Trust me he doesn't know." So what she was trying to say was that this boy, Uzair wasn't aware of her infatuation towards him. Hmmm... Well does that help in reducing the blazing agony that I felt inside?

No.

"Did I tell you to speak?" I asked.

"Humza stop this now. He is her family." It was in that moment that I acknowledged the presence of Bibijaan along with the other girl, Maliha. I immediately pushed my gun behind myself. I respected Bibijaan more than my mother and she didn't deserve this.

"Please go inside. I don't want you to see this." I looked away. I didn't want her to suffer.

"I am not going in. Leave that boy. Let him go home. Don't you understand he is her family." I couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh at that. Why did she always take her side?

"Family? Does she have one? Oh wait, let me guess. Are you talking about the people who actually sold her to me? People who were so ready to throw her away from their lives?" I spat as I tried to ignore the guilt and culpability that followed when I saw tears in her eyes.

"I am her family. My parents made a mistake. I will return your money. Just let her go with me. I won't trespass your property ever." Can somebody just kill him?

Her tears were softening me but his interruption had managed to hit a nerve again. I wouldn't let her go.

"Too bad I don't want the money now and well you just trespassed my property. Now you have to pay for it." My voice was sharp. I motioned my men to take away Bibijaan and Maliha from here. I didn't want them to see this.

"Humza I'll do anything. Just don't hurt him. Please." Trepidation was discernable on my wife's face.

"And why exactly would I listen to you?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I'll do anything, just let him go back home. You can punish me." She was panting. Her locution seemed to have got my attention now. Interesting, this would benefit me more, I thought.

"You don't have to do this. I can take you back." Yeah right! Over my dead body. This guy lived in his own world.

"Don't forget your promise." I spoke immediately. I didn't want her to change her mind. She gulped nervously and nodded her head in agreement.

"You have got 10 seconds to run back boy." I warned.

These two made me want to puke, honestly. "Why are you doing this Anaabiya? Trust me I'll do anything, I'll rescue you. I am not scared of death and I know neither are you." This boy doesn't know when to shut the fuck up. He was testing my patience.

"Maybe you'll understand that now." I aimed the gun at her now. Not that I was going to kill her but maybe this would help him leave and then I could enjoy punishing her.

"Do you want me to kill her? Trust me I wouldn't mind doing that. She means nothing to me." I spoke casually. From the corner of my eyes I could see Huzaifa cocking an eyebrow at me.

Fine! She was something but I didn't know what. Maybe I wanted to tame her. Her fire was what attracted me. I wanted to extinguish it. I wanted her to submit to me.

"Don't. Please, I am leaving." The boy was now bewildered. "Lower the gun. I'll just go." He added but I wouldn't listen to him. I never listen to anybody. He started moving out.

I turned my gaze towards her and she was looking at him. That look was enough to enrage me.

"Uzair." I shouted and he ceased his footsteps abruptly near the entrance and looked at me with puzzled expression.

Without any further delay, I aimed my gun at him and shot him on his right leg. The area which wouldn't cause much harm. Well you can say that it was the safest part to shoot anybody, even though I wanted to shoot him on his skull. His body collapsed on the floor.

"Nooo.. You cheater." She almost ran to him but I caught her arm halting her in her place. She was scuffling hard under my grip. She was even crying and that nudged me a lot.

"That's for touching her buddy." I chortled. I then ordered my men to take him to the hospital and they at once obliged.

As soon as my men took him away, I left her arms. "You are a cheat." She snarled.

"Really? What are you?" I spat back. I know this was childish.

"You promised me, you would let him go back home." She was crying profusely.

"Well I did let him go back home but I didn't promise about his safety though and why are you overreacting? My men took him to the hospital. He is not dead." Why the hell did she care so much? I looked at her with disdain. Doesn't she know that love doesn't exist.

Almost immediately a hard slap landed on my cheeks. My cheeks stung at the contact. She fucking slapped me. That bitch and her audacity.

My jaws tightened and stiffened as I tried to stop myself from killing her. I looked at her with hatred and enmity, she mirrored my guise.

"This was a mistake." I raved.

"You are a mistake." She had no idea what she just did. She was lucky that it was only the two of us in the hall. My men would have shot her otherwise. I chuckled in response where as my inner self was outraged. Wasn't she scared of me?

"You have no idea what you have just done. You will regret this." I warned, still no sign of fear.

"What will you do huh? Kill me? I am not scared of death. C'mmon you can shoot me. Like you said I have no family, no one who would care if I am not alive so go ahead kill me. I don't care." I could see how hurt she was as she taunted me. She was stupid, no doubt. She made me point my gun at her forehead. Still not scared? I looked at her in a calculative manner.

"What? Afraid of killing me? Huh! Why Mr mafia?" She seemed to be confident. She either was too confident that I wouldn't shoot her or she was really not scared of death.

"Aren't you pushing your luck too much woman?" I finally spoke with authority and sovereignty.

"Oh please! Don't you change the topic now. What are you going to do to punish me huh?" She insinuated me all the more. She wants to see how I punish and penalize people. Now she brought this on herself.

I began to drag and haul her all the way to her room. She kept on ranting something but I asked her to shut the fuck up and well, she did.

The moment we were in her room, I left her hand and bolted the door, her only escape.

"What are you trying to do?" She merely whispered. Her eyes were literally popping out when I began to unbutton my shirt. I had never raped anybody. I didn't felt the need to. Girls often threw themselves at me. This was the only way I could tame her. The pull that I felt towards her would also vanish after I'll have her.

"You were too eager to know about your punishment. Weren't you?" I taunted.

I started advancing towards her whilst she started taking steps back. I smirked wickedly as I was finally able to see the reaction that I wanted from her, fear. Fear of me.

She tried dodging me at first but eventually I caught up to her before she could unbolt the door. My hands curl around her waist, turning her around. What was she even thinking when she decided to run?

"What are you running from? You won't be able to hide from me ever." I warned.

"You are insane." She bellowed before I carried her on my shoulders to the bed.

"Let me down, you are a psycho, let me go." She shouted like a mad woman. Well she can, since after what I would be doing to her, the fire in her eyes was going to disappear. She would submit to me soon.

I almost flung her on the bed and plunged towards her before she could run. I straddled her with my feet. She was continuously struggling but I was stronger.

In one swift motion I undid her hijab and threw it on the floor. I couldn't help but be mesmerized by her hair. I ran my fingers over her hair and began to caress it. It was smooth and soft like always.

"Don't touch it." She yanked my hand away and my eyes darkened, the vein on the side of my forehead was now jutting out.

I gripped her jaw tightly and slammed my lips to hers in a bruising kiss. Her lips were soft and squishy. It tasted like strawberries. The kiss was not sugary, nor tender, it was lascivious, raw and salacious. She tried to turn her head away but failed miserably.

I Licked her lips demanding an entrance but she refused and denied me from doing so. She kept her mouth firmly shut even when I tried to lick her mouth open.

I bit on her lower lip causing her to yelp in pain. This was my chance to take what was rightfully mine. I shoved my tongue inside her mouth.

The kiss was doing wonders to my body, evoking novel sensations every where. It was everything I wanted but never knew I needed.

I knew that my lips were forcefully demanding. Her lips and this kiss had awaken anomalous dormant feelings inside me. My heart was swelling with an unwonted feeling.

It was a long heated kiss that seared my soul and lit me from within. I continued to kiss her even when she was barely responding. She bit my tongue that was entangled in hers and I let out an irritated growl. I deepened the kiss all the more. Anything she did only provoked me to want more. I was irritated because she wasn't responding. The kiss took on a brutal turn and I knew this was anything but romantic, it was pure retaliation.

She moaned in protest but I didn't listen. I just kept assaulting her mouth, kissing her with callous strength that had my insides Melting in liquid warmth. I had no idea why my body was responding to her like this, but I did know that it was not normal.

She was continuously trying to propel me away but I was brawny.

I wanted to touch and fondle her more, exploring her every inch but I couldn't.

She moaned and moaned and pushed my shoulders until I finally pulled away.

Both of us began to pant for oxygen. We both were gasping for air.

"God! What was that?" I was too shocked. I had never felt this before. This kiss had changed something within me but I couldn't put my finger on it. I can't rape her. She was too beautiful to be broken this way. I will find other ways to punish her or to break her. I wouldn't do that to her nor would I ever allow anybody to do that to her.

I Had almost forgotten about her presence when She began to hit me on the chest. One after the other, hurling and impelling punches at me. I didn't stop her. I was in a daze, completely stunned at my own feelings. My mind couldn't think properly.

"You cheat! How could you?" She yelled, penetrating my exotic thoughts away. This time I managed to think rationally and It's then that I stopped her from punching me further. Not that her slender wrist could do much damage or harm, it just wasn't allowing me to think properly.

"Stop being childish. This was to punish you." I spoke lightly.

"I hate you." She clamoured.

"Mutual feelings darling but I am glad I am your first." I tittered. I have had enough experience to say if she was experienced. I don't know why I kind of felt proud. I couldn't help but think, Did we have a chance if I was pure myself?