•||Ch7: Reckless||•

||Izzah POV||

Every girl dream of having a loving, charming and caring partner. My dream was also same, of a man coming to me with a beautiful entry in my life and held my hand in his firmly and took me away from here. Somewhere, where no one could separate us apart and we both would live a happy life.

One by one drop of tears fell on the floor as I remembered the betray of my own father. Why? Why he did this and sold me off to this dangerous man? Thinking about these, sobs escaped from my lips.

A dangerous type of pain was increasing second by second in my heart, making me want to commit suicide. It was like an only solution to be free from everyone and specially this dangerous pain of betray.

But it wasn't the best solution and I couldn't do this because suicide was for weak people and I was not a weak person. I am brave enough to fight back and I would do that.

Thinking about it made me courageous and I quickly wiped my tears. I made a final decision after being so emotional to not give in easily or without my own willingness. I went to the washroom in the darkness and washed my face.

I went back to the dark room and looked at the curtains which made the sunlight not to enter in the room because I needed that darkness so the outside world could match my soul, which changed from bright to dark last night.

But now it was time to remove this darkness from my soul and refill it with brightness. With this thought, I moved to the curtain covered windows and pulled them back, letting the rays of sun shone in the room.

The knock on the door made me to turn around to look who opened the door. A woman who did my makeup yesterday entered in the room with a tray in her hands and quickly put it on the table after greeting me.

“Your breakfast,” She informed me with a smile and quickly walked out of the room before I responded.

I looked at the tray and sat on the chair beside that table. I couldn't say no to it because I was hungry since I hadn't eaten since I fainted yesterday. In the tray was two fried eggs, toasts, small blueberry pancakes, and a glass of milk.

I finished it in twenty minutes and smiled absentmindedly because whenever I was sad or upset dad used to serve me same breakfast the next day.

Why dad?

I asked no one and sighed in exhaustion. I tried to decrease the pain of my heart and looked at the lines of my hands — The lines which are our fate, maybe I can change it by making my own fate from now on because now my fate is in my hands and this husband of mine can not decide my fate after marrying me.

I opened the door of the room and stepped out with my bag, which I found in the closet along with my clothes. My clothes, bags, and other accessories, everything of mine was in the clothes. Dad must had sent them to here. I thought bitterly.

I looked right and left in confusion but in the end decided to go to right side. The house in which I was captured so big; made me feel I was lost. I descended the stairs slowly and stopped at the last step.

“Where are you going?” He asked me with coldness in his voice, looking up and down at my clothes then at the bag in my hand before looking back in my eyes.

Away from you.

“Hospital,” I answered him, blankly.

He stared at me without giving me any response. I glared at him before walking past him but he grabbed my hand and pulled me back, making me yelp in surprise. I put my hands on his shoulders quickly to balance myself and looked up at him with narrowing eyes.

“Did I give you permission?” He asked me in dangerously dominating and quiet voice.

“Do I need your permission to continue on my duty whenever you want and forget about it as you wish?” I asked him, irritatingly and pulled my hands away from his shoulders.

I tried to step back but he put his sinfully rough hands on my waist and pulled me against him, pressing myself against, letting me to every part of his body. I felt the tips of my ears turned red and a gasp escaped from my lips. I tried to breath but it was a difficult task for me.

I tried to push him away but he held me tightly and kept pressing me against him.

“You big fool, leave me,” I yelled at him and kept trying to push him away.

His one hand quickly moved from my waist and held my chin, making me to look at him. There was many embarrassing emotions in his dark lustful eyes making me scared and froze.

“Stop moving will you,” His deep, painful, and a little soft mixed with rough voice sent chills in my body.

I stared at him with bewildered look as he closed his eyes and put his head on my shoulder with a groan. He inhaled deeply and put his hand from my chin to my back. I felt every organ inside me danced in nervousness and fear.

“I want you home before 4,” He told me, firmly before standing straight and walked away from me quickly.

I breathed out in relief and quickly moved to the door which I finally saw. I stepped out of the house and saw the guard who dad appointed was standing outside near the car. I looked at him in confusion and approached him.

“Why are you here?” I asked him, confusingly.

“Your husband makes me your bodyguard,” He answered and opened the door of the car for me.

I pressed my lips together and climbed in the car with a huff. First that embarrassing moment and now this. All of this was making me angry now and I so badly wanted to kill that big fool.

He took me to the hospital which made me forgot everything once I started doing my duty. At hospital, nothing mattered to me except my patients. The outside world was nothing to me at that moment.

The time passed so quickly that I didn't notice when the clock stroke four. I was in staff room looking for the charger and listened the gossips of other two doctors who were present there. Suddenly, all the gossips stopped when my guard entered in the room.

“Ma'am, it's 4 pm and sir wanted you home right now,” He informed me with tense voice and his body was also tensed.

I sighed and nodded reluctantly at him. I bid bye to both doctors and went to my cabin to pick my bag then walked out of the hospital and climbed in the car which was already waiting for me in front of the entrance.

He drove me to the house where the man whose name I didn't know lived, in ten minutes. The lady who served breakfast to me was standing outside, near the door, waiting as I stepped out of the car.

“Ma'am, please follow me,” She said to me and walked inside the house.

I followed her to the room where I spent last night. There was a beautiful dress laid on the bed with a pair of shoes beside the bed.

“Please, ma'am. Quickly change into this. Call me when you are done,” She told me and quickly walked out of the room.

The door closed behind her and I looked at the beautiful greenish color dress that had some golden work on it, with white light greenish net dupatta and also had golden work on it.

With a sigh and confusion, I went to the washroom and washed my face then went back to the room and changed into that dress.

“Ma'am?”

She knocked the door and entered when I gave her permission. She disappeared in the closet and came back with a beauty box after few minutes. She made me sit on the bed and started doing my makeup and styling my hair.

After fifteen minutes, she was done and looked at me with a smile while I was confused. I didn't know why she was dolling me and why I had to wear this dress.

“Why do I am getting ready?” I asked her, politely.

She was putting everything back in the beauty box when I asked but before she replied the door opened, making both us to look at the door.

“You can leave,” The man who was my husband and whose name I didn't know ordered the lady.

The lady quickly rushed to my closet with the beauty box and came out of it then walked out of the room and closed the door behind her. He moved from his place and approached me. I looked at him blankly and thought why Allah had created him.

He stopped in front of me and kneeled down, grabbing my foot and placed it on his knee. He rough hands felt so soft as they creased my foot. He stared at me and picked the shoe and slipped my foot in it. He put my other foot on his knee and did same with it without breaking eye contact.

“We both have to attend a dinner ceremony with few important people,” He told me and placed my feet on the floor.

I blinked and looked away from him and stood up. He also stood up and held my arm as I tried to walk away from him. He pulled me back in front of him and held my chin.

“Don't do anything reckless,” He warned me with harshness in his sharp voice.