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He stood up and slowly moved towards her. His every step scared her more and more. His menacing strides were shaking her to the core. She couldn't seem to breathe. Her breath got stuck in her lungs. Her legs were slightly trembling unable to hold her weight anymore. She tried to move back but her legs were frozen. He was looking calm and composed on the outside but his eyes told another story. They held rage, pure rage.

He stood right in front of her and she immediately cast her eyes down unable to match his eyes. He raised her head with her chin and compelled her to look straight into his mesmerizing grey eyes. Her eyes were glistening with unshed tears of fear. He kept looking into her terror-filled brown eyes for good two minutes. His intense gaze on her was making her heartbeat rapidly in her chest. Her throat got blocked with tears of fear. She fisted her hands in a tight grip to stop her hands from shivering. His eyes were trepidating her more and more. She wanted to look away but his sharp glare had pinned her eyes not to move anywhere.

"Throw it again," he said forwarding the ring in front of her.

"I'm sorry." she helplessly looked towards him. Her voice came out broken.

"Shhh... quiet. Now come on throw this ring again," he said taking a step towards her.

"I...uhh," she tried to explain herself but failed miserably.

"Hmn? You what?" He urged her to continue and retreated his hand to his back.

"I didn't... I didn't throw it... It slipped " she stuttered, lying.

He gave a short hearty laugh after listening to her small lie.

"Come again, Zahra. And if I'm not convinced this time then you will soon know what will happen next."

The tears which were collected in her eyes flowed down like a river soaking her cheeks wet after listening to his warning. The fear of the consequences enveloped her senses. No lies were coming up in her mind. Her brain was numb and she could only feel fear at the moment. Her heart was already jumped into her throat and she could feel the irregular beating of it in her ears.

"I.." She whimpered again and looked away from his grey eyes.

His eyes narrowed but he didn't say anything to her and kept looking at her shivering form.

"I.." She tried to continue but no words were coming up. Her eyes were saying the rest of the story. Her cheeks were wet by now.

"Breath first," he said and took two steps away from her to let her breathe freely and face what he has saved in for her.

On hearing his words, she begin to take large gulps of air. She felt an immense pressure of fear bubbling inside her body which made her throat constrict and by taking long breaths her clogged throat unclogged and she felt a 'bit' better. She was about to have a panic attack if she hadn't breathed for another minute. She somehow felt relieved after breathing freely.

"Now tell me how did my ring get there?" he demanded after seeing her relax.

"I'm sorry... I was angry... I didn't think much and...and threw it away." She said pensively. Her voice was heavy.

He took a deep breath to calm his anger. Right now, he wanted to slap the hell out of her for throwing the ring but her pleading eyes hindered him from doing so. She might be the first person in his life who appeased his demons.

"I'll let it go this time." He said causing a small smile to break through her lips.

"But if next time, I saw your finger without the ring of my name, I won't wait a second before breaking all your fingers and tying a collar to your neck." He smiled and gently held her hand before sliding the ring again on her finger.

Her small smile faltered after listening to what he just said. She was happy that he didn't prolong the matter but his warning alone awoke the fire of fear inside her.

"Got it señorita?" He held her chin raising her head.

She nodded timidly. This was the feeling she hated the most that she couldn't fight. She didn't have enough courage and power to fight him. This feeling made her more helpless and humiliated her more in front of her eyes. She wants to be a fighter but whenever he was around her, her senses are out of control. The fear she felt at the moment when she was alone with him was indescribable. It was the same fear when she was alone with Shoaib but the difference is that this time around, she was alone with her husband.

He sat on the sofa and patted the place next to him indicating for her to sit there. Zahra moved but sat at the far end of the sofa trying to create as much difference between them as she could. He sighed. This was increasing his anger. Her mind still hasn't accepted the fact that she was married and he was her husband now. Her hesitance and resistance were what he didn't like.

"Here," he patted the place again, "sit next to me."

"I'm fine here." She said in her small voice.

He pinched the bridge of his nose to quell his anger and the next thing she knew that she was dangling on his lap. Her legs were on one side and head on the other side of his legs and her waist was on his lap.

"You have to fucking resist. Right?" he sneered.

He slowly pulled down her trouser baring her ass to his eyes. She begins to thrash violently. Her heart thundered in her chest. Anticipation and fear clouded her brain again. Before she could get off of his lap a loud slap sounded in the silent air of the room. She winced with pain. He spanked her. Her butt was red with finger marks. He spanked her ass so hard that if the same pain has been befalling on her face for sure her jaw would have been dislocated.

He grazed the back of his finger on her now red ass and then another loud slap reverberated in the thick atmosphere of the room. Soft whimpers began to break out through her lips. Her ass begin to thump with pain. He spanked her butt with the hand where he had his ring on inflicting more pain.

Then another smack resonated. One after another. One after another. He kept on spanking her ass.. She lost her count after 15 hits. His hit was so hard and full-blown as he was roasting her butt with his mere hands. With every strike, her ass rippled and it got redder and redder. She cried out and wailed with pain. With each slap, he increased the power of each strike. He kept on spanking till her skin was breaking in some places and blood was spurting out of those areas where his ring struck her. He practically roasted her butt with his mere hands.

She was a crying mess. Her whole form was shaking with her hiccups and sobs. Her face was red and wet. Her ass was blood red. She kept on begging him to stop but he didn't rather spank her harder. Her body shivered with pain.

He stopped after spanking her soft plump ass for good five minutes. He caressed her blood-red ass and leaned down kissing her butt cheek. She was ashamed and embarrassed that he has seen her naked. But her pain overpowered her embarrassment.

Giving her the last hardest spank, he pulled her trouser up again to her waist and made her sit on his lap. She jolted with soreness and tried to stand up but he held her waist firmly not letting her stand. He kissed her tears and softly wiped her wet face. While she was struggling to stand up anyhow.

"Ple..ase" she sobbed.

"Please what?" he feigned ignorance.

"Ple..ase let me.. stand" she hiccuped.

He looked at her and then kept on looking at her. Her nose was pink and her eyes spilled tears out. Her body lightly shook with sobs. Her cheeks were red and wet. His eyes stopped on her pink lips which were quivering with pain.

"Plea..se" she said again.

"Disobey me next time then only your ass will not be bleeding"

Before she could say anything he abruptly knitted his hand in her locks and brought her face closer to her attaching his lips to her trembling ones. In a swift motion, he laid her on the sofa and hovered over her while kissing her viciously. His lips dominated hers. His tongue licked the seam of her lips and he entered his tongue inside her dry mouth. His lips sucked on hers while his tongue danced against her tongue. His tongue explored each corner of her mouth. It caressed the roof of her mouth and stroked either side of her tongue. He moved his lips against her coaxing her lips to move against his but she didn't kiss him back. Her lips were numb while her body again struggled to get out of his hold. He locked her waist by her knees and pressed his body against his and continued to kiss her till she was out of breath.

He pulled back and saw her disheveled state. This girl was getting on his nerves. Whenever he kissed her she would never kiss him back and it was irking the hell out of him. She is his wife!

"You want me to choke you to death," he jeered.

She shooked her head violently. Fear was evident in her eyes.

"Then kiss me fucking back this time."

He said and glued her lips against his. And this time she kissed him back out of fear.

Fear of him

They both pulled apart after sharing a fiery kiss and panted heavily. Her eyes were crying out tears of humiliation and helplessness. Before he could notice her tears she turned away her face and wiped her tears.

Deep down she knew he didn't like her hesitance and resistance towards her. He wanted her complete submission that if he kissed her, she should kiss him back with double intensity. She should always be ready to please him. She should do whatever he says. She should always confront her love for him. She knew he demanded this submission from him.

To be his perfect wife.

But she cant be his perfect wife. She might have married him but he does not have her heart. She could be his perfect wife only if he had captivated her heart with his charms. Daniyal had her heart. If Daniyal had married her she would have been his perfect wife then. She would do anything to please him and that's all because she loves him and he loves her. Their marriage would have been the most perfect.

She wanted Daniyal not him.

Irtaza knew that she does not love him and that was the main reason to claim her like him. He wanted to be the center of all her thoughts. He wanted her mind, body, soul everything. He wanted her to be his.

Only his

No one else's. And if that ever happened he would set all the world on fire. Nothing in this universe will then be able to placate his demons if she betrayed him like her.

He got off of her and called someone on the telecom to bring some ice and a cloth to the room. And within seconds the things were on the door.

He wrapped the ice in the cloth and asked her to lay on the bed face first and she did. He slid down her trousers making her breath hitch.

"Relax," he said and softly dabbed the cloth on her blood-red ass which was turning blue in some places. She on the other hand was trying her best not to run away. He continued to tap the cloth until he felt the pain has reduced. She hissed with sting whenever the cold cloth made contact with her sensitive skin. After five minutes, he placed the cloth on the table and slid up her trousers before both of them stood up.

"Zahra your fingers are safeguarded on your hands until this ring is high on your finger. I promise I will break them all and shove them down your throat if next time I saw this type of a fit coming from you." He warned and left the room.

She immediately locked the room as soon as he left. Her body was shaking with aftershocks. She took a long shower to remove his touch. After that, she lay on the bed and cried her heart out till she slept.

'Daniyal, Daniyal.' I called out. My voice was terrified and worried. My words echo back in the hallway causing them to strike against my ears.

Once again, there was dark all around. My arms were in the air trying to shield me. My legs were moving on their own accord. I don't know where was I going but at the same time, I knew what was my destination.

'Daniyal,' I called out once again but no answer other than my words resonating in the thick and silent atmosphere of the hallway. My footsteps clicked against the wooden floor.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in front of me. It was darker than the dark all around me. My eyes cried happily. I knew it was Daniyal. My legs began to move fast to get to him. But as much as I tried to get closer to him, he got more and more away from me.

'Daniyal stop.' I cried but he didn't listen and got lost away in the dark. I begin to sob. The only voice I could hear was my helpless sobbing other than that there was no voice. I didn't see that man's face but I knew it was Daniyal.

All of a sudden, someone gripped my waist and pushed my back towards his chest.

'You called me baby' he whispered in my ear.

I knew that voice!

I knew that voice!

It was Shoaib!

She woke up with a start. Her whole body was drenched in sweat. She placed a hand on her chest and took a deep breath to calm herself down. Her mouth was dry and her throat parched. She took the glass of water from her site table and gulped the water down hungrily, wetting her dry throttle.

'Allahu Akbar'

The sound of the azaan struck against her ear. It was fajar's time. It's been years since she had prayed. She had no faith and belief in Allah. She used to have but not now. She used to pray but when her prayers didn't get any answer she stopped praying. She found no use in making dua anymore. She thought that whenever she would make a dua it will never be accepted. Her mind flashed back to the night before her nikkah. She also prayed then, not to let anyone throw them out of this haveli and her prayers were answered in a form that she resoluted in her mind she would never pray again.

This story of disbelief started when Shoaib used to harass her and she had no one to talk with. No one to share her feelings with. In those days Daniyal wasn't even her friend. She couldn't tell anything to her parents. She felt restrained as if someone had blocked her breaths. That was when she started to pray to keep Shoaib away from her but her prayers didn't get answered. It didn't matter how much she prayed at the end of the day he will find a way to get alone with Zahra and touch her inappropriately. She still prayed and prayed but he didn't stop. And at last, she stopped praying. Her belief in Allah dwindled and she didn't pray anymore after that.

The sky was still dark outside. A few minutes were left for the sun to rise. She was anxious about the dream but again she didn't ponder much on it and slept.