He clutched his hair tightly as anger rushed through him. How could he be so careless? He'd scared her so much that she fell unconscious. He'd never been so afraid in his life as he was in that moment.

He was sitting outside her room in the hospital. The doctor said that she will gain conscious after one hour.

His head was throbbing badly and all he wanted to do was go home and sleep. But he couldn't that. The anger was replaced by desperation. Desperation because he was losing himself to her. And he didn't want that as much as he loved her.

He wanted her every day and every night. He wanted to see her hair across his pillows. He wanted to see her face first thing in the morning. His walls were coming down slowly and slowly.

"You bastard i will kill you "

A voice he knew all too well boomed in the hallway. He cursed under his breath and stood up. Sufiyan Malik and his wife rushed down the hall.

"You have said that before "

Clenching his jaw tightly he said in a harsh voice.

"Where is my daughter? "

He looked at her mother who was crying silently and then moved aside giving them way to go inside.

"She's inside, sleeping "

Her mother immediately went inside. The atmosphere was tense. Sikandar gave him a glance and moved ahead.

"I will not let you go free this time "

Sikandar stopped and turned around giving him a smug look he spoke.

"You can't do shit, she's my wife now "

Giving him a last glance he marched out without another word.

He came outside to cool his head. He had told Ishaaq to call her parents but he was regretting doing that. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. Ishaaq walked towards him and asked him about Anya. While talking to him he heard his phone ringing. Looking at his phone he realized another problem. His father. Clenching his jaw tightly, he crushed the remaining cigarette.

"Yes Dad?" he answered.

"Sikandar what the hell have you done? You kidnapped the daughter of SP. Are you out of your mind? "

He passed a hand through his hair and cursed slowly.

"Calm down dad"

"You're still telling me to calm down. Have you forgotten you are the MNA, you have a reputation. What are you trying to do? "

Sikandar glared at Ishaaq who cowered back immediately seeing his boss's eyes on him.

"Listen to me, send the girl back and come here right now " 

"Lagta hai apkay tattu ne apko pori khabar nahi do. Wo larki ab apki bahu hai nahi chor sakta ussay."

( I think your minion didn't tell you everything. That girl is your daughter-in-law, i can't leave her)

There was silence on the other side for a minute, he could hear the harsh breathing of his father.

"What did you say? "

"I am busy right now will talk to you later."

Sikandar switched off his phone and turned towards Ishaaq who raised his hands and stepped back slowly.

"I ii... He said if i i did not tell him what you're doing he will fire me.. "

Ishaaq stuttered out and closed his eyes tightly, he was sure now that Sikandar was going to beat him black and blue. Sikandar pinched the bridge of his nose and went inside. Ishaaq opened his eyes and saw no one there.  He sighed and placed a hand on his chest. He knew he was going to get killed one day by his boss or his father.

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He opened the door and went inside the room. Her mother was sitting on a chair placed close to her bed, holding her hand. She was awake. Her father was standing on the other side.

He took a step towards her but her father stopped him.

"Stop right there."

He came and stood directly in front of him. Sikandar pressed his lips firmly together stopping himself for saying anything harsh.

"Sausar ji, zara bahir jayein ge, apni biwi se kuch baat karni hai maine."

(Father-in-law can you go outside i want to talk to my wife)

Sikandar spoke staring at Sufiyan Malik with blazing eyes.

"Bakwas mat karo, Anya tumhari biwi nahi hai"

(Don't talk nonsense, Anya is not your wife)

Sikandar laughed and took a step close to him. Both the men were standing nose to nose.

"Kehte hein to Nikkah nama dikha deta hun jaha likha hai Anya Sikandar meri jaiz biwi hai. Aur mai us pe sharayi o qanoni haq rakhta hun"

( If you say i will show you the marriage contract where its written clearly that Anya Sikandar is my legal wife. And i have legitimate rights over her)

He said the last line staring directly in her eyes. She lowered her head and tightened her grip on her mother's hand.

Before Sufiyan Malik could say anything his wife stopped him and took him out of the room. For a few seconds he stood rigid in his spot staring at her. He could her her parents voices coming from outside but he didn't care. He walked towards her and sat on the chair previously occupied by her mother.

She turned her head to the other side and closed her eyes and spoke in a low voice.

"Mujhay apse koi baat nahi karni, chalay jaye yahan se" 
(I don't want to talk to you. Go away)

"Baat to karni paray gi biwi"
( You will have to talk wife)

She raised her eyes at him and looked at him through her long lashes.

"Mai apki biwi nahi hun" 
( I am not your wife)

He closed his eyes and leaned his head back and groaned a little.

"Tum dono baap beti ko Nikkah name ki ek copy de deta hun ta ke tumhein yaad rahe ke tum meri kya ho. "

( I think i should give a copy of marriage contract to both you and your father so you know what are you to me)

He leaned down and spoke softly, she could feel his breath huffing her cheek.

"You can stay with your parents tonight. I will come and get you tomorrow."

He placed his hands on the curves of her cheeks.

"Mai apke sath kahin nahi jaungi" 
( I will not go anywhere with you)

He brought his lips closer to her ear, the air from his mouth caused her to shiver.

"Jana to paray ga tumhai" 
(You will have to come with me)

"Mai apse pyar nahi karti, mujhay aap bilkul achay nahi lagte" 
(I don't love you, i don't even like you)

His mouth collided with hers passionately but briefly, until he tore himself from her lips to whisper in her ear.

"Jab meray sath raho gi to acha bhi lagne lagu ga aur pyar bhi ho jaye ga"
( When you start living with me, you will like me and will fall in love with me)

His lower lips trailed temptingly along her earlobe. She was silent as she felt his touch on her face. He stroked her face with his fingers and placed his lips on her forehead.

"I'll see you tomorrow "

He kissed her forehead again and left. 
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She was laying in bed, her eyes closed but she wasn't sleeping. A knock came at the door, she opened her eyes to find the maid standing in her room.

"Apko hina bibi nichay bula rahi hein" 
(Ma'am Hina is calling you downstairs)

Anya stood up and walked downstairs. She came in living room and saw her mother talking to someone. She took a step forward but stopped abruptly when she saw him.

"Anya beta Sikandar tumhein lene aya hai" 
( Sikandar came to pick you up)

Her mother spoke and smiled softly. Anya stood there trying to wrap her mind around what her mother said.

"Mai in ke sath kahin nahi jaungi"
(I will not go anywhere with him)

She yelled and ran back in her room. Her mother stood up and told Sikandar to wait there as she went to talk to her daughter.

After about half an hour, when he was ready to go inside her room and take her forcefully, he saw her entering with her mother.

"Sikandar iska khayal rakhna, ye bohat nazuk hai" 
(Sikandar take care of her, she is very sensitive)

Her mother said and hugged her tightly. Anya tighten her grip on her mother, she didn't wanted to go with him.

"Mujhay bohat achi tarha andaza hai kitni nazuk hai ye" 
(I know very well how much sensitive she is)

He mumbled slowly. How could he forget the way she fell unconscious just because of a kiss.

She wanted to argue but when she glanced at his face she knew he wasn't going to leave her so she followed him silently.

When they reached his house she sat rigid in her spot, he glanced at her and then stepped out of the car, coming to her side he opened the door and picked her in his arms. She thrashed a little trying to free herself but he tightened his grip on her body. He walked in his room and placed her on the bed. 

"Aap bohat buray hein" 
( You are very bad)

She wiped her tears and sniffed. He leaned closer and looked at her with a smug grin.

"Thora rest kar lo phir tafseel se batana ke kitna bura hun" 
( Take some rest and then tell me in detail how bad i am)

He said and walked out of the room closing the door behind him. She picked a pillow and threw it on the floor.

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She opened her eyes slowly tried to clear her vision but the room was dark. She couldn't remember when she fell asleep. She felt a weight on her and when she tried to get up something or rather someone didn't let her. She raised her head and saw him. He was sleeping. His one hand was placed on her wasit and her head was on his naked chest. Her eyes widened and she sat uo abruptly.

"Anya"

He groaned and pulled her down but she crawled out from under his arms. But before she could step down from bed he grabbed her from her waist and pulled her down. She closed her eyes for a moment and then opened them slowly. He was hovering above her. She could see his face clearly from the light that was coming from the side lamp which he must have turned on.

"Kiyu tang kar rahi ho Anya? " 
(Why are you annoying me Anya?)

He placed his hand on her cheek and she steeled herself from his touch. He clenched his jaw.

"Leave me"

She spoke in her soft voice.

"You know i can't " 

He brought their bodies together making sure she could feel his chest against hers. Strong and hard met gentle and soft. He stared in her eyes before he initiated the kiss. His mouth engulfed hers as he began to rum his thumbs across the surface of her skin, coaxing her to relax.

So sweet and so warm he thought.

Placing his hands on her waist as he felt her relaxing under his touch. He groaned loudly against her mouth and pulled back, placing his forehead on hers he looked in her eyes.

"Shukar hai ab behosh nahi hoi"
( Thank God you didn't get unconscious this time)

He mumbled with a smile which she heard clearly. She tried to push him away but he pulled her in his chest stroking her back.

"Sleep darling "

He whispered and placed his lips on forehead. She was too tired to object so she closed her eyes.

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