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the woman who had sworn to make her life harder.

"So, did he agreed?". She snapped (Yumna)

She sighs nodding, "Yes, he did".

"Finally! At least you manage to do something right". Yumna said walking away to her whiskey," Also, get me another bottle while you at it".

She hated it.

She doesn't want to go to that area of the city to grab her alcohol. Firstly, it is Forbidden to drink. Secondly, she thinks since she is the one paying for her drink it is as if she is making her drink it which might add in her sins. Thirdly, that place is not safe for women.

But, she learned that no place is safe for women.

She starts to head towards the car that she had on instalments even though she can afford it but the expenses of that woman made it hard for her especially her drinking and getting in trouble. She went to her car looking at her clothes thankfully she was wearing all black and she places a mask and cap on her as she drives towards the location.

As she enters the more revolting area and her eyes look around to find the various men stumbling, gambling and fighting around. Her heart starts to thunder loudly as she enters the dark alley parking her car she can hear the loud sounds around her making her clench her hand praying to her Lord for safety.

She enters inside the small cabin asking for the man who supplies her.

"Sweetheart, I was beginning to think you choose another supplier for yourself". Hisham said entering inside the place with the packet in his hand and the glint in his eyes as he looks at her from head to toe

She slammed the money on the table snatching the parcel from his hand but he didn't let go inside he pulled her towards her holding her wrist tightly and the scent of alcohol invaded her immediately making her nauseous.

"You know you want me too". He said as he traces his finger on her neck going down but she pushed him off running outside to her car and driving like a madwoman

She drives exceeding the limit and once she was back she slammed her alcohol to the table running to her room locking her door placing a table in front of it, checking the lock of the window. Her heart still beat frantically as she runs to her bathroom turning the shower on standing there with her clothes on as she tries to rub off his dirty hands off her.

She came out after a while changing into a new pair of clothes as she looks down to find her hands were turning nasty red. She heard the loud knock on her door as she slid down on the floor begging for her Lord to keep her safe from harm.

The next day she changed into regular clothes covering her wrist with a white bandage because they look bad. She was wearing all black and it was a small get to gather at his place to decide the wedding arrangements. If she could she would have much rather sit in some cafe and work on her office work to be going to some gathering.

She looks at Yumna stumbling on her way to her car however she had done a good job at covering her scent and everything with makeup. She drives without words towards his place.

"Don't embarrass me". Yumna warned before she turns to enter inside the gates, "Damn! You witch got lucky. Maybe I shouldn't have made this deal. I wouldn't want you to be happy living a peaceful life that I never managed to have".

She feels sick but she learns to not talk back as they head inside greeted by his mother- Amna.

"It's nice to finally have a word with you". Amna said as they sit on the couch then she looks at her disapproving, "I must say your sense in fashion is very bad. You will have to change that because no woman in this house walks around that way. That will ruin our reputation".

She gritted her teeth but before she could speak she feels Yumna nails digging into her skin making her inwardly scream at the sharpness of them in her skin.

"Of course! She will do as you say". Yumna said sending her a warning look not removing her hand and she begins squirming

That's when she finds him entering inside wearing his professional black suit. Momentarily, she forgot that Yumna was hurting her as her eyes remain on him. She had to agree that the newspaper did no justice to this man. He was a hulk- well built and his face was perfectly sculpted as if someone took sweet time in making him. With perfect nose and those eyes that might not have sight yet, they held her down by not even looking at her.

Those damn beautiful green eyes.

She was sure he was secretly hulk.

She wishes she could be his something.

".....would you?". She heard his deep voice asking

She frowns as she finds everyone eyes on her and she feels Yumna hand digging more in her causing a cut that starts to bleed. She must have zoned out looking at him that she didn't hear anything.

"I am sorry, what?". She asked trying to keep her voice normal with the pain

"I asked if you would like to have a walk with me outside?". He asked again

"Sure".

They start to walk and she just follows behind him looking around the house the interior was done beautifully. Every single wall was designed in such a charming manner that she cannot takes her eyes off. That was until she went bumping into his back almost knocking him off but she held his hand before he could fall forward.

"I am sorry". She said softly

"Here I thought I was the blind one". He said shaking his head removing her hand on his and she didn't even realise she was still holding him

She laughs, "You will be surprised to find that people with vision turn blind on occasions they don't want to meddle in or the one that can possibly ruin their reputation, peace and security".

"True. I have been a lawyer and the more I think about cases the more I realised that they have increased recently because other people turned a blind eye on those crimes for a long time that now even the criminal is not afraid".

"Oh trust me when I say this that people only speak when it's them in pain or trouble. True, some people speak regardless but the people that should be speaking never do. What's the recent case you are speaking of?".

"It's about children sexual abuse and there were about 100 children that were raped by their teacher in their teaching place. Including age 5 to 15 and both the genders. He used to rape them in front of the other and then terrorize them to not speak of it".

"Shit! Sorry, I didn't mean to say that but damn these people are getting low. I remember a few years back the rate was low and at least the age wasn't so young. I can't even imagine how the children will ever make sense with what happened to them especially in our society".

"Exactly! I wish these organisations that say they are out to help people whose voice aren't heard start having a psychiatrist that helps these people in some way".

"I hardly doubt they care enough. Most of the organisations either takes highly classified cases that brings them funds or the cases where they were caught in the wrong and the public is outraged. Other then that, they would rather just take the money and shut it".

"Justice is not even what these children would actually want".

"I know".

"How would you know?". He asked confused and she didn't reply, "Anyways how's is the pain?".

She turns around looking at him confused, "What pain?".

"Well, no person just sits on the couch hissing every second without being in pain and you were groaning too. That's why I brought you here to find out why you are in pain when you were jumping just yesterday?".

"Ah, it's nothing. But I need help I have to go to work from here and I need your first aid kit before my clothes get dirty".

He raises his eyebrows, "And you said it was nothing".

"Hi-". Yasir started as he near them but his eyes narrow at the bloodstain on her hand, "Why in the world are you bleeding?. Are you hurt?".

"Bleeding?". He said frowning deeply, "Why are you bleeding?. Where does it hurt?. Is it bad?".

She pales as she tries to come out confident but she is failing miserably, "I am perfect just a little scratch from something--".

He holds her hand pulling her towards him, "You are lying. Yasir, can you look at her hand for me?".

He held onto one of her hand and she didn't even realise when Yasir looks at her hand because she was lost in his intoxicating scent and the overwhelm by being this close to him. He was even more good looking from up close and she can find the freckles around his nose that we're adding into his looks. He was one piece of art.

"You would look good with glasses". She said without realising

"I am blind what will I do with glasses?". He asked shaking his head at her ridiculous thinking

"Come on! Fashion is something. You don't know how people wear glasses without a glass in it?". She asked looking at him and she can't just stop but she needs to

"These are nails mark". Yasir said breaking their tension, "And they are recent I would say about 10 minutes or so".

"You mean someone hurt her inside my place?". He asked as he feels the bit of anger in the pit of his stomach, "Who hurt you?".

The question was directed to her as both the men wait for her answer but there was no way that question was that easy.

"How can I trust that you will be able to protect me if I tell you the truth and not send me back there?". She didn't even think before she spoke because she feels her heart ripping from her chest at the memories she starts to have

She takes a step back shaking her head as sweat starts to form on her forehead, "I am leaving now. I have work. You can decide whatever date you want for the wedding".

"That's doesn't seem right. There weren't just nail mark she had a bandage on her wrist still I could see the red marks". Yasir said concerned

"Abusive behaviour". He said thoughtfully, "She shows signs of abuse after effects".

Yasir nodded, "She does. Anyways I found about her what you wanted".

"And?".

"I would say that is is a capable woman who has a bright future. She isn't in for the money, at all because she earns enough. Everyone she has met says she is a kind heart and would never ask for something big".

"That's not it, is it?".

"No, I found more. But it's not right to look into personal matters. Yes, one should have a background check on their partner but not be disrespectful and go into their lives secrets that they don't want to disclose. I won't tell her secrets that's up to her if she chooses to talk to you and if not, respect it".

"Fine. I just needed to know about the position she is in".

"Good. Because being a lawyer so long and judging people. She is a gem".

"Why don't you marry her then?". He asked sarcastically

Yasir laughs patting his shoulder, "I don't think I can handle that firecracker".

He rolls his eyes, "I will have this wedding as soon as possible to be done with it".

"Someone's excited". Yasir teased and he elbows him hard making him wince, "For a blind man you sure know where to hit".

"I am blind not stupid".

*******

She stands in front of the mirror in one of the salons his mother paid a big amount for her to get ready. Even though she didn't wanted her to spend that money on her. His mother wouldn't allow her and Yumna didn't let her have a say.

Her body aches from all the last day beating she had to endure because she won't be the pawn anymore and Yumna wanted her to have some last fun.

His mother wanted to buy her the dress of her choice and she had a feeling that his mother wanted control over their lives from the beginning.

She wasn't the one to be controlled.

So, when his mother clearly instructed that she wears a red dress and that it should be very expensive designer wear she went with what she wanted and didn't let his mother know. She delayed the arrival until the last moment cleverly missing any chance of not getting into something his mother wanted.

Ah, the feeling of pissing people off.

She headed in his branded limousine towards the venue. Yumna had warned her and was already there, thankfully. She doesn't want her to anywhere near her for a moment. After the grand entry inside the hall, she found him on the stage with Yasir beside him who smiles warmly at her while her eyes stayed on the man who accepted her as his wife and she accepted him as her husband.

She feels the seed starting to blossom inside her heart as she finds this pull towards him.

A pull created by Lord.

There is no other pull that can withstand and be as strong as this sacred bond.

She looks at him standing there in his black sherwani looking as enchanting as she found him every time she sees him. However, he was different today he looks kind of lost and anxious. That was something new.

"Bhabhi (sister in law), you look beautiful. This idiot is lucky to have you". Yasir said grinning at her and she smiles back

"Tell me about it. He needs to start counting his blessings". She said chuckling

"I am here, you know". He said irritated as he tries to move the collar a little so he can breathe properly

"Obviously. This wedding wouldn't be happening if my groom isn't here". She said grinning turning her head to have a proper look at him as Yasir leaves them to be, "Would you look at that".

"At what?".

"My, my, ittna haseen bhi koi insaan na ho ab yeh mera ek chota sa dil kaise poori zindagi guzaray ga". (No human should be this beautiful how will my tiny heart survive this all my life)

"Kia drama kar rahi?". (What drama are you doing)

"Lawyer ho aur romance ka kuch pata nahi?. Tumhari baat kar rahi huin, ab toh dil ko sambhalna muskil ho jaye ga". (You are a lawyer you don't know about romance?. I am speaking about you now it will be so hard to handle my heart)

"Kuch nahi ho sakta tumhara". (You are impossible)

"Ji, shukar hai apko yeh baat shaadi wale din he samjh a gayi". (True. Good thing you realise this on our wedding day)

"Larki, thora toh raham karo mere per. Pehle yeh ittne logo k beech meri jaan nikal rahi". (Woman, have some mercy on me. Already with all these people I feel like dying)

She liked the fact that he told her what's bothering him, "Toh un ka na sochein mera sochein. Maine apka favourite colour pehna hai". (Don't think about them. Think of me. I wore your favourite colour)

"Mera favourite?". (My)

"Guess".

"Um, brides wear red right?".

"Nah, I am wearing black".

"Black?. But why?".

"Because that's the only colour you know".

His mouth dried hearing her words and for that moment he feels his heart skipping a beat.

"Wouldn't people be mad?".

"I love making people angry. It's my part time hobby".

"You are really impossible".

"Thanks".

"Now, when can we escape this place?".

"Not before food. Mai apni shaadi khana miss nahi karo gi".(I won't miss my wedding food)

Before he can speak further the people starts to come on the stage to greet them and take pictures.

"You know it will be hard for you in this marriage?". A woman who he came to know was business associate said

She looks at his tense body and chuckles at the woman words, "Hard?. It's the easiest thing that happened. I can have my own stack of chocolate and candies that he will never find. I can have as much food I want and he would never be able to find me--".

He wraps his arms around her waist pulling her towards him and she feels her heart thundering at his mere touch and she blushes furiously, "I am a lawyer, baby. I can find everything that I want".

She pouts punching his hand lightly but couldn't miss the way her heart reacted to baby, "Come on! You won't eat my candies now, would you?".

He knows she is whining and he can only imagine how she looks but the feeling itself was endearing.

"Fine. But you have to share some". He said smiling

The woman left when she didn't manage to get what she wanted. His mother had been glaring at her along with Yumna but she didn't give a damn. All she cares, for now, was for him to relax and he seems much more relaxed as she jokes around with him.

"We have to dance?". He asked groaning when people were pushing him to stage

She holds his hand, "I wouldn't have agreed but these people are annoying".

He wraps his hands around her as the starts to move to the rhythm but she feels his frantic heartbeat.

"You know how people are looking at us?". She asked leaning closer to him when he pulls her near him

"How?".

"Like we are some candy they want to devour in".

"Your imagination scares me".

"Oh wait until you get to know me completely. I am sure you will be running for the hill".

He laughs shaking his head as the dance ended, "Do you ever think before you speak?".

"Not really".

"I thought so".

After a few moments, he went away when Yasir said he wanted him to meet someone. She stays on stage looking at some woman looking at him rather too intently which made something push into her chest. Then the woman places her hand on his arm and she saw how he looks uncomfortable moving away.

She didn't even realise she was marching towards their direction until she was standing right behind him.

"Boo".

He jolted with a tiny scream and she starts to laugh wholeheartedly.

"Sorry".

"I am sure you are sorry". The woman said

"Well, I was speaking to my husband not you".

He pulls her towards his body because she had that calming effects on him. He inhales her scent and she giggles when she feels his breath on her neck making him smile.

"This is my beautiful wife- Arooj Zohan".

"How do you even know she is beautiful?.

She was about to speak when he did, "Those people who have dark hearts look for beauty outside. I was speaking about my wife beautiful heart that lasts longer than a pretty face. If you will excuse us now".