36: torment and event

Trigger warning, torture is mentioned below, if you aren't comfortable skip it till ✧⁠*୧⁠୨✧⁠* this is mentioned thankyou.

ZAVIYAAR'S POV:

We finally found out who that person was, Ayyan, Ayyan Abbasi. Azlaan found out about it a few hours ago, and here we will have a "talk" with him in our old basement. There's where all of our deepest secrets are saved. Talking about Ayyan, I wanted to punish him for a long time since he tried to force Aaliyana, but I wasn't free now he has given me another reason for what I'm going to do. He's a bitch. And you know what bitches are meant to be hell. They don't deserve to live. Azlaan, who's well aware of what am I going to do?

We reached the old basement. We set our feet in. And there he was, Ayyan Abbasi. I can see all the "work" my men had done on him. Or should I say they have struck the shit out of him? There are just two to three things that I'll do and then it's done.

"Zaviyaar, please just please let me go," he pleaded.

"Let him go," I declared.

I could see the smile of victory on his face but unfortunately, it wouldn't last long. He's trying to undo the shackles and chains. I passed an evil smirk to Azlaan.

"Help me," he said

"Just shut this bloody mouth of yours," I yelled.

"Zaviyaar just let me go please, I won't trouble you," he again pleaded.

"Bring me a carver," I said. I could see the color of his face fading. Azlaan handed me a carver and I moved towards him.

I put my foot on his shoulder and took his hand. He was way too scared because he knew I never showed any mercy.

"Zaviyaar, don't please," he said

I simply ignored him. I took his hand and started pulling his nails out. I could hear his screams, he was pleading to me to stop, me and that too stop never. I will give him a slow death so that he knows what he deserves.

When I was done taking all his nails out from his hands and feet, he asked for help, knowing well no one would help him. I could see tears flowing from his eyes, this is what you deserve fucking bitch. Now comes another part of this torture. I won't let him die this soon, I want him to experience the pain, I took the knife and separated his hands from his arms.

He was still in chains and shackles, so now I told my man to give me the remote for controlling the shackles and chains, yes they were controlled with a remote, and made them tight with the help of the remote I positioned him in the middle air and with another click he was at there the ground, I must say his ribs were broken.

I took a knife and gripped his jaw.

"Take your fucking tongue out," I yelled, and guess what he did. What an obedient bitch he is.

I showed no mercy and cut his tongue off. The blood was oozing out. Do I care? No.

I picked up a gun from the table placed at the corner and handed to Nick—one of my most trusted men. He elegantly took it from  from my hand with a smirk dancing on his lips. He knew what I wanted. I stepped back. He loaded the gun and here we go.

3.2.1.

"Burn in hell," he shot him right in his eyes.

And with that, he's finished, this is what you deserve if you try to hurt my wife. I wanted to torture him more but again I didn't want to waste more of my time on this bitch.

I didn't kill him as I didn't want any of his filthy blood on hands. He didn't deserve to live and I made sure of that!

"All the evidence should be cleared," Azlaan and I moved out.

At first, I need to go to the penthouse to take a quick shower and then home because I don't want his essence in my home. The news will be out soon that he died in a car accident. This is what you get.

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Aaliyana's POV:

Okay, so today we have a house party. Zaviyaar is again busy with his work. It's been a week since that incident, I'm not recalling it, as it may affect our relationship and obviously, I don't want that. Zaviyaar has been more careful about what he does, he has been guilty of what he has done. The other day I heard news of Ayyan's demise, yes Ayyan, my boss, died in a car accident. I asked Zaviyaar about it and he was clueless about what had happened. Okay, let's leave him.

Talking about today, today most of Zaviyaar's business partners will come as he'll introduce me as his wife and we'll also celebrate his success as his industry is in the top industries of the continent.

I'm really proud of him.

There's a lot of hustle and bustle in the Mansion today. Malaika is back just for today, I bet she's hiding something I genuinely don't know what but I hope everything is okay. The decorators are doing their work meanwhile the chefs are busy preparing the food.

I've not been feeling well since this morning. I always feel like throwing up and the condition is getting worse. I haven't told zaviyaar about it because he'll get tense. I don't want that. It's probably because of the pasta I had from outside yesterday. It will be okay.

The guests will start arriving at 5 pm and it's almost 3 pm. Most of the things are done. I was looking if anything was left when I heard him.

"Aaliyana go and get ready or else you'll be late," zaviyaar said.

"Bas thora sa kaam hai Karke jati hoon." I denied him.

(Let me just finish the work then I'll go.)

"Arrey kaam main dekh leta hu ap Jake tyar hojao," he said, making my heart flutter.

(I'll do the work you go and get ready.)

I simply nodded.

I went to the washroom, took a warm shower not before throwing up and I came outside. I decided to wear a saree today. Yes, I know how to wear a saree. I'm not being overconfident, it's just that I know how to wear it.

I was doing my makeup when zaviyaar entered the room. He went straight into the washroom. He came back after taking a shower. I looked at him he was shirtless-

WHAT SHIRTLESS

He is hot. I was gawking at him. But who cares? I looked, I gawked at his toned muscles. His abs omg look just. The hard work he does in the gym is screaming. I was too stunned to look away. Can the world around me just stop? I don't want to look away.

8

He has 8 abs.

So freaking hot.

Just imagine me digging my nails into his skin---

OMG Aaliyana stop what are you even thinking my thoughts were broken when I heard him saying.

"If you are done gawking at me. Can I change into my clothes?" he said while having a mischievous smirk on his face.

"I wasn't even looking at you," I said, well I was eye fucking him.

"Oo so that's the case." He was taking slow steps and coming towards me.

I couldn't breathe.

Why the hell am I not breathing? Omg, Aaliyana breath, I don't want to die.

"You just forgot to breathe, breathe biwi breathe." He whispered in my ears sending shivers down my spine.

I could feel weak in my legs. What the hell is happening?

"Oh, I'm sorry I should've knocked." Zayyan brought us out of our fantasy.

We looked in the direction where he was standing. Zaviyaar got back. I was looking at the ground because I was embarrassed.

Now we're facing his back. I glared at Zaviyaar. He looked at me with 'I didn't do anything' eyes. Knowing well what he did.

"Bhai if you are done with your romance then do come Mom is calling you or should I say that you are a bit busy," Zayyan said.

I'm even more embarrassed now. Like why? How'll I face Zayyan? It's all because of Mister Husband.

"Zayyannnn," Zaviyaar shouted.

"Okay, okay you guys enjoy it. I'm going." He said while leaving the room.

"You. Leave it." I said

He had this smirk on his face because he knew the effect he had on me. Why do I stop breathing in front of him?

I was done with my makeup. Now it's time to wear the saree. I had worn a saree before so I knew how to wear it, but guess what I just being overconfident, it took me a lot more time than I expected, I almost gave up but on the last try, it worked. I was expecting Zaviyaar to come and help but then l realized this isn't a Bollywood movie or something.

Now I was done with the saree but I wasn't able to do one thing. I was unable to tie the dori (threads) of the blouse of the saree which was on the back. I tried doing it but I failed.

Then I saw zaviyaar entering the room.

He looks hot, handsome and whatnot. His muscles are poking out of his shirt.

I would just- omg Aaliyana come back to your senses. I felt his strong gaze on me.

Should I call him for help?

Maybe or maybe not.

"Zaviyaar," I called him.

he hummed

"Can you help me?" I asked him while looking at the dori of the blouse.

He nodded and came forward.

He didn't look at my back. He was looking at me through reflection in the mirror of the dressing table. His dark orbs met my brown ones. He was looking deep into my eyes.

His fingers slightly brushed my skin. I felt shivers down my spine. His touch was soft.

"Done," He said looking into my eyes.

Soon we left our room.

Zaviyaar's pov:

When I entered the room. I saw the surreal sight. Aaliyana in a saree. How could someone look this beautiful without even trying? She was wearing this golden saree and looking adorable.

She asked me for help. I helped her.

When I was helping her my heart was pounding so fast that I could hear my heartbeat. I hope Aaliyana doesn't hear it. It would be embarrassing.

Aaliyana and I went downstairs. I introduced her as my wife. She was talking to different people. She's good at socializing I might say, but I guess she ain't feeling well. I can tell it from her face, if it's because of the pasta she had yesterday then she's done, because I was telling her not to eat it but guess what she just never listens but I hope she's fine. I left for a moment when Mom called me.

When I came back my eyes were for Aaliyana. She was nowhere to be found. I got worried and asked Malaika about her, she had no idea but then Zayyan told me she went to my room. I went to the room, there she was coming out of the washroom holding her head.

"What happened, Aaliyana?" I asked her.

"Nothing, just a headache," she said.

"Did you have your lunch?" I asked

She nodded.

I told her to take a rest but she insisted on coming outside but I made her rest. I moved out of the room, the function was almost over, but there were some guests I needed to bid goodbye to before I told Mom that Aaliyana wasn't feeling well enough to take a look at her.

After a while, the party ended.

I went to our room to find Aaliyana sitting there, the moment I entered she looked at me with "something is wrong '' eyes and she was looking worried Mom sitting with her having a huge grin on her face.

Okay but what happened here?

"Congratulations, you are going to be a father," Mom said

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It was my first time writing any kind of torture, if you didn't find it up to the mark, that's completely okay. Thankyou.

I'll try to update the next chapter on Wednesday or Thursday

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Ignore if you find any mistake as English isn't my first language.

Lots of love,

Zaar <3