"What is it?" She asked.
"Listen," he took a deep breath before spilling out the whole plan which brewed up into his mind. "We have two weeks Zahra. Exactly after two weeks, we will be running away from your university. Running from haveli is out of options due to the security and Irtaza will not allow you to wander outside without him so the only option left now is your university. But Zahra within these two weeks you have to try your best to somehow gain his trust. If you have his complete and blind trust then no power in this world can stop us from implementing this plan. It is very risky. So far I've come to know about him is that he is a calculative man and if anyhow he finds you suspicious, even if only a bit of suspicion is present in his mind for you, we are unable to run. If he does not trust you completely, he will get a clue of our plan and then you will be doomed so Zahra you have two weeks to have his trust. His complete trust and after two weeks you will be mine again." He explained.
Zahra's mouth was hung open. Practically, Daniyal was asking her to break Irtaza's trust in her after completely having it. She has never suffered through betrayal but she had an idea of what the pain of betrayal feels like. She didn't want to betray him.
"Daniyal... it will break his heart. I can't do that. It will hurt him. I can stab him in the back. That's so low. It is already making me guilty" She voiced out her conscience.
"Zahra are you serious? He didn't feel any hurt or pain when he slapped you when he forced you into this marriage when he kissed you brutally. He didn't feel any remorse then how come you should feel any guilt or pain?" He exasperated.
"Daniyal he is he but I am me. I am nothing like him. If I will be exactly act like him then what's the difference between us? My conscience isn't allowing me to betray him, to break his trust after making him believe that I am trustworthy enough. I can't do that. It's so wrong."
"What's wrong with it Zahra?"
"This whole point of the plan is wrong."
"Zahra there is nothing wrong with it. Whatever you'll be doing for your survival. Tell me can you afford to live with him?" He coaxed. And that's from where the manipulation of her mind begins.
"No, I can't bu-"
"Listen to me Zahra first. He only wants you to pleasure him, to be his perfect wife. If you were not beautiful then he'd never have been attracted to you. It's just your beauty that allures him. He does not want your heart. He does not care about your emotions and feelings. He only cares about himself. And you're not sinning. Trust me you ain't committing any sin. It won't even affect him if you'll leave him. The day he will find someone more beautiful than you, that will be your last day in his life. He will throw you out like a piece of garbage. And Zahra moreover, do we've any other option left. Tell me? Do we've any other option other than this? You're doing all of this for your own survival Zahra. Try to understand. There is nothing wrong with it. And you're not backstabbing or betraying him, whatever you're doing is for your survival." He manipulated her and her naive mind easily believed in whatever he said.
Zahra was a girl who didn't trust anyone easily. She kept every feeling and emotion to herself. She was locked into her body. She had no friend besides herself. And when Daniyal entered into her life, like a candle in her dark life, her locked emotions on their own accord came out. She began to tell him everything. She started to trust him. It was him, just him whom she trusted blindly and no one else. And it was him, only him who could manipulate her mind.
"I understand Daniyal you're right. But I've no idea how will I do whatever you're saying? How will I make him blindly trust me?" She asked, still a pang of guilt hit her but it was suppressed as soon as her mind recalled Daniyal's manipulative words.
"Just be his perfect wife. Never deny him. Pleasure him. If he does you favor then outrun him by giving him small surprises in return. Just like he let you go to university you can bake him a cake. Move step by step Zahra. We've two weeks"
"Why can't we run on the very first day?"
"Zahra he will keep an eye on you. You told me some mafia issues are also going on and also last time you left haveli without his permission and he didn't even punish you for that so there are a lot of reasons for which he will be keeping a strict eye on you. If he trusts you completely then it will be easy to outrun him."
"All right. I got it." She whispered.
"Zahra this is our last chance. And if you are sincere with me then you will no more object to what I'll say. Follow each and everything that I say. And Zahra you can leave me if all of this is bothering you."
"No I can't leave you Daniyal."
.................
She woke up early in the morning. Today was going to be her first day at university but before that as Daniyal said she has to give him anything as a thank you so she decided to bake him a cake.
She went straight to the kitchen and played the recipe for a coffee cake on the phone whilst picking out all the ingredients. She was a horrible chef and she knew without following a recipe she will not make a cake but a disaster.
Two hours passed in a blur and her cake was out now as she started to pipe out the whipping cream and decorate the cake beautifully with chocolate chips. A few minutes later she was done with the cake. It looked beautiful but she hoped it could taste delicious as well. She placed it in the trolley and followed it to the gym, where he was.
She was doing all of this for Daniyal. She cant afford to leave him and her heart could not find it in itself to love Irtaza as it was already occupied by Daniyal. Her heart belonged to Daniyal and she wanted to spend her life with him and this reason was enough to try her best to somehow get out of Irtaza's tormenting paws. Yet the whole point of Daniyal's plan was bothering her conscience but her mind could be manipulated by only those people whom she trusts and she trusts no one other than Daniyal and he was successful in manoeuvering her naive, innocent brain.
Knocking on the door of the gym, she entered inside. Her body was now being more vigilant and active as she knew she was in the devil's den now. The mere thought and presence of him were always enough to spark a fire of fear inside her and to make her nervous as hell.
"50 push-ups more Haseeb."
"Bhaiiiii noo. It's too much. My arms can't bear anymore now."
"Make it 75 and do them now."
"Please I want a break."
"Make it 100."
This zipped him up and he immediately leaned on the floor already breathing heavily.
Irtaza who was so engrossed in training Haseeb didn't notice Zahra's presence but as soon as he bent down for the push-ups his eyes landed on the dainty figure of her wife. He was surprised.
"Zahra," he acknowledged.
"What are you doing here?"
"I..uh..actually," she cleared her throat, "I made a cake for you." She meekly replied.
"For what?" He frowned, confusedly. He was wearing his black gym shirt showing his perfect abs and muscles. His body was so well built that if anyone earns his full-blown smack on their face, it will break their jaw.
"As a thankyou. You let me go to the university."
He curtly nodded and smiled.
"Bring it here." He said whilst sitting back on the nearby sofa while Haseeb was busy with his push-ups.
"Haseeb goes you can take a break." As soon as these words left his mouth, Haseeb immediately jumped on his feet and took a heavy breath while mouthing Zahra a 'thankyou'. He was practicing here for the past two hours and the continuous weight lifting, push-ups, running, and what not has made him tired as hell. On the other hand, Zahra's nervousness shot up knowing that she'll be alone with him.
The door closed and Haseeb left.
She plated out the piece of cake after cutting it and passed it over to Irtaza. Irtaza patted the place next to him, indicating her to sit there and she did that. He looked directly into her mesmerizing eyes whilst taking a bite of the coffee cake. Zahra expectantly looked toward him, waiting for the comment about her dish.
"How does it taste?" She asked and fidgeted her fingers.
He held her hand, which she was continuously fidgeting with since she entered the room, and kissed it.
"Delicious." He replied while staring directly into her eyes, which begin to glow with happiness after hearing his compliment.
"Really?"
"Yes really. It tastes heavenly."
"Are you saying the truth?"
He chuckled and caressed her cheek.
She was such a child.
"Yes, I am saying the truth." He replied sincerely whilst placing the plate back on the trolley.
"Won't you take more?"
"I want more of you." He answered and a look of lust entered his eyes.
Leaning closer, he brushed his lips against hers, feeling their crankiness. He gently held her cheeks causing her lips to pucker out as he placed a soft kiss on her pouted lips. He pulled away and saw her scared pigeon face which made him chuckle.
"My scared pigeon," He said amusedly and kissed the tip of her nose.
Her eyes lingered on his lips and Daniyal's words begin to play behind her mind.
Pleasure him
She leaned towards him while placing a hand on the back of his neck.
Be his perfect wife
And then she did what shocked him to the core, she attached her lips to his and begin to kiss him. After a second or two she tried to pull off but he threaded his fingers into her locks and deepened the kiss while removing and throwing the dupatta away which was tucked at her neck. Their lips moved in sync as he now continued to hungrily devour her like a devil. Their lips suck each other. The room was silent other than the voices of their soft kisses. He nibbled onto her lower lip while pulling her backward so that she lay on the sofa. As soon as her head touched the armrest he thrust his tongue into her mouth.
Don't deny him
His tongue rubbed against hers and she, pushing all her hesitance aside, begin to play with his tongue. Her tongue explored his mouth and his tongue explored hers as they both continue to ravish each other. Their tongues danced against each other. He pulled away and sucked at her lower lip and she onto his upper lip as both of them moaned in ecstasy. He peppered a trail of kisses down to her neck and nibbled on the skin of her neck. Her body responded to his every touch.
He sucked onto her soft spot placing a hickey there and nibbling there. His hand moved towards the neckline of her shirt as he was about to rip her shirt into two pieces a voice stopped their movement.
"Cakeeeeeee" Alizey exasperated while placing both her hands on her chubby cheeks.
Both of them immediately pulled apart and she instantly grabbed her dupatta which laid on the floor.
Alizey came running down towards both of them with a happy smile on her face.
"Can I have this cake? Haseeb Bhai told me that you people have a cake."
"Sure" Zahra replied and plated out a piece of cake for her.
"Why your face is red Zahra baji?" Alizey asked and her eyes moved towards Irtaza who winked at her teasingly.
"I don't know." She replied, her cheeks turning crimson red.
"Tell me na Zahra baji."
"Alizey eat the cake," Irtaza said while drinking water.
"Ok Bhai," She said and here she took the first bite of the cake, and there it was out of her mouth as she began to cough violently. Zahra hysterically picked up the glass of water and made her drink it.
"It's too bitter, no it's too sweet. I don't know. It's salty, it's weird." She complained making Zahra's eyes widen with surprise. Irtaza told her that the cake was delicious?
"I am going to go and drink my chocolate shake. The cake is soo weird. And Zahra baji best of luck for your first day at university." She said before standing up and leaving the room.
"You said... that the cake is delicious."
"Whatever my wife makes is delicious. And yes be ready at 8. We're going for dinner."