Dishaan's pov
When I saw the fingerprints on
Anam's wrist, I lost my temper, I was very angry with myself, I got up from the dining table and went to my room to drink alcohol to calm my anger.
" How can I be so cruel with her?" she doesn't even know that I am her husband, I shouted at myself.
I lit a cigarette after taking off my shirt and throwing it, i started puffing it .
In the last one week, my life has completely changed, I have no control over my own emotions.
From the day I came to know that Anam is my wife, I have gone completely mad.
i can't fall in love with her, she will never accept me after knowing that I kill her sister. These things were going through my mind again and again.
Whenever I see her, I lost my control,my emotions get the better of me.
All these feelings are very new to me, I have never felt this way for anyone.
My heart yearns when she is with Danish Shoaib, I can't see her being close to anyone else she is mine.
I was engrossed in her thoughts when there was a knock on the door.
As soon as I said "come in" , when the door opened, I froze in my place seeing her wearing a teal blue silk night suit reflecting her Milky white skin, her hair was wide open reaching her waist like waterfall.
I was completely immersed in her beauty and innocence, I had a strange urge to make her mine.
I lost all my decency and there was only one thing in my mind that I have to make her mine.
I forgot that she is my master's sister,and I am a servant, at that time I only remembered one thing that she is "my wife."
Without thinking any further I went towards her and brought my lips close to hers and said
"bir anlaşma yapalım aşkım"
(Let's make a deal)
She got froze by my words and took a step back making distance between us ,
I groaned while pulling her by waist in one smooth action.
Her clothed chest collided with my naked one , she gasped at sudden action looking deep in my eyes with trembling lips .
She try to get rid of my hold but I tighten the grip on her waist not enough to cause her pain .
I am not interested in any of your deals professor ,please let me go,she said in a pleading tone
you are refusing without hearing the deal.
Because I'm not interested in any of your deals,she said looking into his eyes
"Really love" I said moving my hand down her waist
You can't touch me like this you have no right to touch me, please let me go
She said while struggling in my hold
Before I could say anything there was a knock on the door ,
I still held Anam close to me, before I could say something,
Danish's voice came across the door saying
"Bhai mamma bula Rahi hai aapko"
(Mom is calling you brother)
Saying "okay",to Danish
I kissed Anam's forehead and left the room after wearing a shirt.
...........
"Assalam o alaikum mamma" I greet my mother
"Walaikum assalam" she replied
"Baithon beta aapse kuch zaruri baat karni hai"(she said in motherly tone)
"Mamma mujhe pata hai apko kya baat karni hai " ( i said firmly)
"Dishaan... aesa kab tak chalega beta, ghar ke bade bete hai aap , halat dekhein khud ki sharab or khoon kharbe ke bahar bhi ek duniya hai "(she said warily)
"Mamma mujhe is bare me koi baat nhi karni hai , mujhe mere haal par chhod dein aap " (i said coldly)
"Maa hu main aapki taqleef hoti hai aapka haal dekh kar , kab tak khud ko saza denge aap , "meri jaan " maazi ko bhool jayein kisi achhi ladki se nikah kar lein " (she said pleading)
"Nikah" ,(As soon as marriage was mentioned, the innocent face of Anam started roaming in my eyes)
Without wasting any time, I told Ammi that I got married to Anam 3 years back.( In firm tone)
"Anam", Who is this?, When did you get married?, Why haven't you told us yet?, Do you live together in Turkey? How does she look, what does she do? Which family does she belong to? ( She said happily in one breath)
"You know her very well mamma" ( i replied)
"I know her? "( She asked )
Rabeel Aunty's younger sister Anam , she is my wife ( i said coldly)
What are you saying dishaan, are you out of your mind? , how could you? She is just 18 , and how the hell Abraham agreed to gave her sister? (She said hurriedly)
"Mamma , calm down she don't know that I am her husband "( i said firmly)
"What do you mean by she don't know? "
"Yeah , she don't know mamma, she only knows that she married to Mr.Malik for her safety " (i said coldly)
She is Abraham's sister, why she needs any kind of safety from you even without knowing you? ( She asked confused)
I don't know mamma , may I leave Now? ( I said emotionless)
And walk away...
.......
While going back to the room my heart yearned to see Anam and I went towards her room,
after reaching there I found the door was locked I opened the door with the help of another key and went inside
seeing her sleeping so peacefully, my heart stopped beating at the sight of her innocent face.
She was sleeping peacefully with Rusda hugging her chest.
I sat close to her then my attention went back to her wrist which had my scars ,my heart was filled with guilt seeing rusda , that guilt increased because of me she became an orphan because of my mistake , bitter past Memories started rolling in my heart and I don't know when tears started falling from my eyes, I know I am not worthy of Anam, but the man inside me is not ready to see her with anyone else.
Caressing Rusda's cheeks, my attention went to Anam. She was holding Rusda as if she was afraid to go away from her

Seeing her, I started thinking that for which good deed of mine, '"Dishaan Bhai gave me such a precious thing without asking."
At this time, I had forgotten that the girl sleeping in front of me is "my master's sister". My heart only knew one thing that "she is my innocent wife on whom I have the all the rights and I will never let her go away from me."
I sat by Anam's side the whole night holding her hand in mine
I didn't take my eyes off her even for a second.
" Perhaps people say the truth, marriage is the most beautiful and pure relationship in the world and Allah has blessed me with the most beautiful partner."
'Hearing the azaan of Fajr" I stood up and went to my room, "I thought in my mind that I will tell her today that I am her husband," I went and lay down on the bed, my eyes were not able to sleep for long.
"Her innocent face was roaming around my eyes"
"She is mine " ( a smile full with pride appears on my lips)