Amaan's PA

The day Raina left, life was not the same for Asmaira. Her once happy family was not happy anymore. Her father started keeping quiet and pretended not to care, however, deep down was dejected. Fearing that Asmaira will also do the same thing, he stopped her studies. Meanwhile Asmaira became more obedient to make her father happy.Though after some days Suraiya convinced him, however, he made sure to pick and drop her like a paranoid.

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"You took Raina away 6 years ago and ruined my happiness. What else do you want?". Asmaira was crying hysterically.

When Asmaira woke next morning, like everyday she glanced at the bed. When she didn't find Amaan she relaxed a bit and quickly walked towards the bathroom for her morning routine. However, to her horror the moment she was opening the bathroom door, Amaan came out of the bathroom clad only in towel water dripping from his hair.

With wide eyed, she stopped dead with her hand raised to open the door in midair whereas Amaan was normal, wiping his wet hair. Realizing the reality, she immediately closed her eyes with her hand and turned back to run.

'He will kill me this time, I purposely didn't do anything', she was thinking while running.

Hastily she opened the balcony door, however, before she could step out, her arm was caught and was made to turn around. The door was closed behind her and she was pushed into. All of this happened rapidly and the moment she realized she saw Amaan standing in front of her, trapping her between the door and him. Though he maintained a distance, he put both his hands on her side to make sure Asmaira won't run away.

Holding her dress tightly and closed eyes, she was chanting in her mind, 'please don't kill me, please don't kill me........'

She could smell his bodywash making her more alarmed with the closeness.

"Where were you going?", Amaan asked casually.

He stepped closer on not receiving a response, making Asmaira tremble.

"I......I.......sorry..........sorry". Her eyes were closed, still she could feel he was very close to her.

"What". It was not a question, but he deliberately told as if he didn't hear.

Stay away from me, she wanted to scream, but couldn't catch her voice.

"Please", finally she could exhibit her uneasiness.

A devil inside Amaan was grinning seeing her uneasiness with him being around her so close.

"Got you', he thought.

"Open your eyes", he demanded, to which she shook her head. Agitated, he leaned toward her and spoke. "I said open your eyes, damn it!".

Tears welled up, she opened her eyes, not daring to look at his towel clad body or his eyes, she randomly gazed everywhere.

"I am sorry, please I.,,.I......it won't happen again, I..I..I..swear", pinching her throat as if gesturing for an eternal promise she whispered.

Stay away from me you bastard, her mind was screaming.

"Sorry will not work. I need compensation", Amaan said in a low voice.

"Compensation?"She could not understand the motive behind his changed behavior.

"Now that you have seen me in a towel, as compensation I will also see you in a towel", the last word he deliberately whispered in her ear.

When he said that, he noticed her ear turned red, her breathing became more rapid and her body shiver was visible.

He was humiliating her intently as he comprehended her weakness, she does not like him to be close to her or worse touch her.

Asmaira was speechless on seeing his audacity. I would have killed him if I had a knife, she was thinking.

She was about to say something when there was a knock. Amaan opened the door only to see Maya, who came to take Asmaira as per Fariya's order.

"Tell Ma, she is busy with her husband", with that he closed the door only to find frightened Asmaira.

What does he mean by husband, she thought.

Seeing this as an opportunity she ran inside the bathroom and locked it. Amaan smirked at her reaction.

"Till when you will hide Asmaira", he said to her through the closed door.

He had no intent on waiting for her, he was just humiliating her. He wanted to break her spirit, and for that he had to strike her weakness. Unknowingly Raina had spoken so much about her to Amaan, he never realized it before, but now, it came handy to him as he can control her and stop her foul play. He thought.

'You hate me yet you dare to marry me, let me show you what marriage is'. With that thought he got dressed and left the room.

Scared, Asmaira was still inside the bathroom not daring to step out thinking Amaan was outside, however, when there was a knock and no response was there she peeped out and sighed in relief.

When she saw Maya at the door, she suddenly hugged her. 'You are my savior', she thought.

"Madam is waiting for you in the dining hall", surprised Maya informed.

After freshening up, when Asmaira went to the dining hall her gaze fell on the seat beside Fariya.

What the hell is he still doing here? Asmaira thought, staring at Amaan.

Before Asmaira could sit beside Ishaal, Amaan called her out, "why are you sitting there? Come beside me".

The room suddenly fell silent, everybody was astonished and were looking from Amaan to Asmaira.

He is up to something, Fariya and Asmaira had the same thought.

Ishaal gave Asmaira an encouraging nudge, meanwhile Mehwish who came, witnessed her brother change behavior and frowned.

Seeing Asmaira not moving, Amaan stood up, dragged her and made her sit beside him like a caring husband. For the rest of the family it looked like a happy couple moment, only 3 people know there is a motive behind the sudden change in Amaan. Asmaira, Fariya and Amaan himself.

As usual, Salar was talking to his sons about the business, if it was some other day Fariya would have interrupted him not to discuss business while eating, but she kept glancing at Amaan to read his mind. Meanwhile Asmaira lost her appetite the moment she sat beside Amaan.

"Dad, I was thinking to hire Asmaira as my PA", Amaan spoke directly to Salar.

This time, even Salar stopped eating and could not help ask his son.

"You already have a PA, why do you need another and moreover Asmaira is not even qualified".

Asmaira who was till now holding her breath sighed in relief.

"True, but with the Singhania's project and also given the fact that I have my own gaming company to handle I need more efficiency", before his father could retort Amaan added.

"And we both could spend some time getting to know each other well". He squeezed Asmaira's hand lightly as if to show his affection to his wife.

Asmaira gave a 'save me' look to Fariya.

When Fariya noticed Salar was considering Amaan's words, she immediately interrupted, "She is not even a graduate, it would be too risky to let her handle the job. And moreover, she is not interested in working. Right?". The last part she questioned Asmaira.

"Ma, what are you talking about, I will be there to teach her and you taught us to be independent, now you want Asmaira to be just a housewife wasting her talent". Amaan stresses on the work 'teach' while squeezing Asmaira's hand more.

"But.....". This time Salar interrupted Fariya's retaliation,"Let her decide what she wants". Having said that he looked at Asmaira keenly.

You better don't disappoint me Asmaira, Salar thought.

When Asmaira was about to decline, she felt a palm on her thigh. She met Amaan's gaze warning her. Seeing she was still reluctant to oblige, he started moving his palm towards her inner thigh, making her shudder and look at him with fear.

Bastard! She cried inside.

Noticing everybody's gaze on her, she replied,"I can give it a try", which sounded more like a whisper.

Hearing her reply, Amaan removed his hand and gave her a devilish smirk.