She was now totally in his hands at last and now he could do whatever he wanted to do with her.
They both were going to be alone at his mansion as he had ordered strictly every haveli member not to be at his place until he permits because he wanted to spend some quality time with his wife.
He was driving the car at an unusual speed, it was fast way too much fast. Her every deed was coming infront of his eyes and his anger was increasing more and more but he was not a person to release all his anger once. He had a sadistic mind and he had vowed to punish her in the worst possible way and releasing all his rage at her once didn't sound a fascinating task to him. He will punish her slowly and in such a painful way that she will spend every second of her life, drowning in regret. He hated her but at the same time now he didn't want to accept that he loves her though he knew a part of him, still loves her wholeheartedly.
They reached at his mansion and her breathing quickened immediately. She was utterly alone with the devil, now she can't even run nor she could beg him to leave her because she knew he'd never let her go. Parking the car, he left immediately not giving a glance to her.
Not knowing what to do, she slowly came out when suddenly a maid approached her and guided her towards his room. She recognized the place, while following the maid, she had been here before when he first caught her that day running with Daniyal.
They both entered his room.
"Some guests came and sir had to attend them, he will come back soon." the maid informed and left the room, leaving her alone.
She ran her eyes and analysed the place, his room was quite big and spacious. Moving towards the bed, she sat on the edge of it and then tried to relax herself because her heart was beating abnormally. The fear of what is going to happen next has clouded her mind.
What she'll have to face now and how he will punish her, these horrendous thoughts were making her shake. She knew he is a dangerous man and unfortunately she has messed with a dangerous person.
She was terrified.
Terror was what she could only feel at the moment. And she was trying to brace herself for what's coming up because there was no way other than to bear what he has saved in for her.
Several minutes passed but he didn't show up when suddenly the door opened and he came in. She immediately casted her eyes down, her heart begin to race that she could hear its abnormal beating in her ears, her face got flushed and her throat clogged.
She couldn't breathe properly.
He came closer and stood right infront of her.
He stared at her slightly shivering form, her head was hung down and she was fisting the bedsheet tightly.
Slap!
Her head turned in the other direction and before she could gather herself he backhanded her on the other side.
She whimpered, her sobs threatening to come out but she didn't let them.
And then another slap resonated in the silent atmosphere which made a shrill cry escape from her lips.
"How you dared to betray me?" he whispered and abruptly held the nape of her neck, jerking her head towards him.
His calm grey eyes staring directly at her fearful brown ones.
"Hmm Zahra? Fucking answer?" he asked and her heart immediately stopped beating for a second.
"I....pl...ease...I...le..ave." she sobbed, trying to pry off of his hands which held her neck which made him slap her again and then he pulled away.
He turned around and then smashed away the bottles placed on the table causing her to lightly shriek.
Immense anger had consumed him. His fingers threaded in his silky locks and he brushed his hair trying to soothe his anger. He need to control his anger otherwise he was sure he will kill her in the worst possible way and he didn't want that.
Taking deep breaths, he tried to calm himself and when he was peaceful enough he turned around and stared at her.
She was slightly crying, trying not to make any sound. Her head hung low.
"From today onwards, I will take every decision of your life. What you will eat, where will you go, when will you speak, what you will wear it will be all as I wish. And if you dare to defy me then till now it must have been crystal clear to you how far I can go to keep my words," his voice unsympathetic and cold, causing a shiver down her spine.
Out of fear she was not even able to raise her head and kept her eyes casted down.
He lifted her head up with his forefinger, underneath her chin and stared directly into her mesmerizing hazel eyes.
"Understood?"
Her throat was parched and her mouth was dry. Her tongue felt heavy in her mouth. The seam of her lips was cracked and pasted with each other and she couldn't find enough courage in herself to say anything using her tongue, so she just nodded and casted down her eyes again.
He raised her chin more now with his forefinger and thumb, indicating her to look in his eyes and she did so.
"Understood?" He asked again and raised both his eyebrows, warning her.
"Yy....ye..ss" she croaked out. Her eyes were widened with fear and hands were fisting the bedsheet. Her cheeks were imprinted with red finger marks and streaked with tears.
"Good. Now take of your clothes and fulfill your duty" he ordered.
Her breath hitched.
She only pleaded him with her eyes. Clearly, she didn't want her wedding night to turn out like this.
He noticed it and the hold on her chin tightened.
"Are you denying me Zahra?" he asked in such a cold and venomous voice that she abruptly shook her head, clenching the bedsheets more tightly.
"No, no....I'm no...tt" she stuttered and he released her chin, dipping his hands in his pockets.
"Then stand up and remove your clothes" he commanded in his deep gruff voice and he begin to unbutton his shirt.
Finding no other option she did as he said, knowing that she couldn't stop him anymore as she had given her word to him that night. She was his now. And she would have to do anything and everything he said.
Her anklets made a sound when she stood up, diverting Irtaza's mind and made him look at her.
He could see how she was trembling, her shaky hands which were taking of her jewellery. He saw how she took of her veil and was struggling with the zipper of her dress. He moved towards her and Zahra looked up at his face, his dark eyes staring at her, as if searching her soul. He made her turn, and opened the pin which was holding her hair in place. She flinched even at the contact of her own hair touching her face, this is how terrified she was.
He held her hair and put them over her shoulder before starting to lower the zipper. As soon as he started, she brought her hands up to her chest to prevent the dress from falling down.
"Zahra hands down" he gritted, his voice immediately made her lower her hands.
He opened the zip, his cold fingers coming in contact with her spine. She didn't know what she was feeling, his fingers were calloused and yet the touch felt so soft. He turned her back again, her body trembling under his hold. Her dress fell down and he pulled away from her nearly naked form.
He had a smirk on his face looking at his wife, his Zahra, his possession. ONLY HIS. Her trembling form, the fear in her eyes, everything about at that moment gave him comfort that now she was finally his. He took off his shirt and moved towards her.
He literally pounced on her standing form picking her up. She was shocked by the impact and wrapped herself around his body to prevent herself from falling down. He took her lips in a brutal kiss.
Kissing, Licking and sucking the life out of her lips. One of his hands moved to her ass, while the other unhooked her bra and he threw it somewhere while pressing her body to his. Her soft breasts pressing against his chest, her squirming simply rubbing her more to him.
He threw her on the bed and settled over her. She gulped while he hovered over her, he moved his knuckles over her cheeks, tracing the marks from his slaps, her tears flowing down her cheeks. He kissed her tears and then captured her lips not even giving her a moment to breath while his hands tore her underwear, leaving her naked and squirming under him. He started grinding his shaft to her core, earning whimpers and moans from her. Her shaking doubled at the foreign sensations. She could feel something building inside her. Her mind was getting hazy.
His hands groped one of her breast, his fingers swirling around her nipple making her moan and the foreign sensation increased while his mouth was latched on her other breast, his tongue playing around her nipple.
Her hands were on his shoulders, holding them, since she had lost all sense of power. She was helpless now.
When he pulled away she was breathing heavily, her body was shaking. His assaults weren't stopping and neither he was giving her any time to catch her breath.
He settled himself at her entrance and looked straightly in her eyes.
Her brown fearful orbs which were hazy.
"I swear I won't stop until you're shaking." he whispered in his husky voice.
And suddenly her breath hitched with a jerk.