Here is the prologue of this book:

ZEHRA: HIS SECRECY OBSESSION



Today is my wedding but with not her but with the girl my grandfather choose for me.

Today I'm not obliged to do what he wants.

Today I'll only do what I want.

My train of thoughts broke when my eyes caught her figure in the crowd she stand laughing whole heartily.

Yeah she is the one, I choose to plan my wedding with , decided to spend my whole life with her, decided to make her mine.

I gave her responsibility to organize my wedding as she is my employee.

She dressed herself in beige colour maxi dress that shoots her fair complex and she us lookingbreathtaking. She is wearing same matching colour pumps heel, her head wrapped around matching colour hijab hiding her black wevy long hair. When she laughed her perfect eyebrows arched beautifully. Her quartz blue eyes never disappoint me, they always seems to find something, her eyelashes kissing her cheekbones whenever she blink .Her calastial nose stand proudly giving her cheekbones a defined touched. Her full lips always invite me to suck the life out of them. Her cheekbones became more prominent when she laughs .

She has balanced chin giving her jaw a soft look. She never wear any kind of accessories in her ears. But the most cherished thing I found is her mole under her ear where her jaw meets with her earlobe.

She always wear that hijab in her head but once I did something that her hairs give a beautiful show to my eyes , she has black wevy hairs that reached till her butt and that time also I found that mole under her earlobe but in return I got a hard slap and wallah that was the day when someone first time raise their hand on me and then she faced the most hard consequence of her life.

She is a serene beauty and this beauty only belongs to me alone. Only to ZULFIKAR AHMAD KHAN.



Her dress



Her Hijab



Her Heels



Her Eyes



Her Full Plum Lips

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When she laughed with anyone whether its a child, a woman or a man. I freaking hate her laughing or even taking with any other person another than me.

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ery soon I'll cage her. She will be mine forever. Her everything is for me.

Now whatever she is doing, she is smiling at the joke of her friend and I pretty wants to kill her friend on the very spot but I have to controll myself.

Her smile, her pain, her laugh, her tears, her happiness, her body, her soul, everything f*c*ing related to her is mine to protect and to destroy, all these have only my rights.

Her this smile going to be wiped off her face in few minutes. She will become MRS. ZEHRA ZULFIKAR AHMAD KHAN.

Thinking this a proud smirk formed on my lips and is the time her eyes meet mine and she stopped smiling. I can feel her breath hitched and suddenly she turned and went in opposite direction hurting my ego once again. She has a PhD in hurting my very soul. Not knowing where this will lead her, she doesn't know that this path lead her to her destruction.



I was smiling whole heartily on Sania's joke.

She is my only friend in office cause of her I feel little happiness that is enough for me but my happiness didn't last long as soon as my eyes meet his hawk like silver orbs. He was smirking darkly and proudly as if he conquered the world and his this gesture terrified me. It's the same gesture when he started to make my life a living hell. My breath hitched so I immediately left that place away from his sinister eyes. I wanted to hide myself from his penetrative gaze. I don't know where my legs are taking me .

Only Allah knows where I'm going but my mind engulfed in his thoughts.

He is charming way too charming but his silver orbs always give me goosebumps. His silky carbon black hairs attract me very often sometimes I wonder what he uses to make them this beautiful, hus greek nose always stand still. His black thick eyebrows meets each other when he gets angry. His eyelashes is so long way more long than mine sometimes I feel jealous of his eyelashes, shouldn't a girls eyelashes be long.

His cheekbones prominent high on his sculpted face. He has chiseled jaw that is sharper than any knife. His V-shaped chin gives his face a breathtaking look but his face is a most deceiving dark weapon. He uses his charm to deceive people. He knows this too well. He is a kind of person who loves to see people in their worst. He loathe poverty. He is a living Monster.

He is totally a sick person but when I come out from my thoughts, I found myself in a dark corridor.

Where I came, I was wondering in these dark corridors when a hand pull me aggressively in a dark room and my breath got hitched, and when I'm going to shout his hand cover my mouth in deadly grip then it hit me that known sensual woody musk cologne after a long time from this close and that is the moment when my heart dropped in my stomach. My body shivered under him.

His outfit





His eyes



His shoes



His watch

Why he drag me here , my throat got dry, my breath swallow, I try to speak then when I remember his hand on my mouth so I try to push him with my free hand but next second he take my both wrists in his one palm on my back in process my chest touched his chiseled chest and tears started to form in my eyes , it's really hard to stop my crying but I failed.

Once again I broke infront of him in tears. My tears are wetting his hand. I hated it. I hate him. He is nothing but a moron but my tears stopped as soon as he spoke in his deep velvety husky voice.......

Shh....... Jahnaseeb

I'm going to remove my hand ok and don't you dare to shout cause where we are now. Noone able to hear you cause none came her. It's my chamber. Noone is allowed here. Noone is here except you and me so will you oblige whatever I just say.

Why...just why Allah this happened to be with me.

What can I do when he is in all controll here so, I nod my head timidly. He left my mouth and hus hand now on the nape of my neck.

I want to leave from here, from his clutches as soon as possible. His closeness making me disgust on only on him but as well as myself.

How can I so vulnerable to let him do whatever he is doing. It's feeling unbearable and I'm and I'm sure he can feel me uncomfortable by his closeness still he didn't leave he does this always. He is torturing me with his closeness. He take my body more into him by his both hands . He is way too much close for my liking. May be first time this much close as if he will possess me whole. I'm breathing heavily and feeling suffocating cause he is holding me very tightly. He is giving more pressure on my both wrists and I'm sure , this has left bruises. It felt like they will broke any time soon.

My eyes are closed but when his breath fans on my lips I jerked open my eyes and he says.......

ZEHRA

You are getting married.

It's the very first time when he takes my name whenever he mention me or call me he always used another name like shorty, one-forth, janeman, jahnaseeb and many more but never call me with my name even when I told him millions time.

I came out from my daze as he he stroke my cheekbone. I got remember his question.

How did he got to know that I'm getting married and I replied ti him in my meak voice.....

How do you know?

And this is the biggest mistake of my life ever.

Listing this his whole demeanour got change then it hit me. Why I always get things late.

His question was....You are getting married?

Not.......Are you getting married.

Did I dig my own grave myself by informing him that I'm getting married.

His silver orbs turned in dark storm .

They also get red , his jaw clenched but next movement what he said....make my heart stop .

Did he just say that.......

He is......

No.......it will never happen.....

Not in billion years...

How is that possible???