"How much will you run,Laila? Ultimately,
You'll have to be mine, whether you want to or not . I have the rights over you,and if anyone will comes between us, I swear on God that I'll make their life a living hell and won't even let them die."( He caressed her hair with gentle hand, his close to hers , his voice filled with passion).
( At 12:30 am the room's atmosphere was eerie and unsetting. The wind rustled through windows,and the bed cracked as she tossed and turned , drenched in . Sweat suddenly,her eyes snapped open.)
"Ahhhh!".( She screamed a little in horror and gulped down her saliva and frantically looked around, but he was nowhere to be found.)
" Who are you ? Why are you in my dreams, showing me your obsession to make me yours?."(She spoke, running her fingers through her hairs.)
[At 9am in Azizabad]
" Has Hayan woken up ,or not is he still asleep?"( A middle-aged yet youthful figure sat on the sofa, holding a newspaper,and asked about his son.)
"No, your son has never woken up on time and today won't be any different",( she said , handing him a cup of tea.)
" He is going to be 25,but still,he doesn't take care of his things.See he is now handling his father's business,it's a huge responsibility,yet this is his state".( Hayan's mother said, looking at her husband with mix of concern and frustration.)
( Khan Haziq smiled and said)
"He is just taken on this huge responsibility, it will take time for him to adjust. I was just like him when I was his age",( he said while remembering his those old days.)
"Haha , I still remember when you do come home without finishing your work, just to spend time with me."( His wife ,Aima smiled and blushed while saying that.)
"Ah,when you have a beautiful and mesmerizing wife at home,it's no wonder
Your heart stays there!."( He teased, making her laugh)
"And you'do get scolded by your father and Emroz would come to save you....( She started to say,but paused,and an awkward silence fell between them then Haziq spoke.)
"I think you the best one to get our son up now . I have some work to attend at office. I'm leaving."( Mrs. Haziq nodded in agreement at that moment.)
A silent room,where even a bird isn't allowed to enter. The bed shrouded in a blanket of darkness,holds a figure not less majestic than a King. His tall stature.broad chest,long slim and sharp nose. He lies there, excluding an aura of power and grandeur.
As aima entered the room, she turned on the lights and woke Hayan up, drawing back the curtains to let the sunlight in.
He opened his eyes lazily, revealing his bloodshot eye ,a testament to a late night,pherphs feuled by alcohol. And looked at his mother and said ." You dad has went to office and he told you to join him as soon as possible."
" Aish I'm late again , it's my own company's fault " Hayyan said jokingly,as he got up and kissed on his mother's cheeks.
"Ah,ha! Go and wash your face first!". She said slightly hitting him on back with a smile.
" Okay, okay my queen I'm going". Hayan said taking a towel from his mother's hand and heading to bathroom.
After a while Hayyan came downstairs, dressed fully black suit and pant, he have wore Rolex watch , a Gucci belt ,and bugleri Black goggles . He was looking incredible handsome.
He went outside to his fully modified black mercede Benz, which gave him an aura of royalty. He started the car and drove straight to Khan production. Where he stopped there.
As soon as Hayyan entered the office everyone greeted him. Allah eyes were on him , marvelling at his stunning looks.
He walked into the meeting hall and said."Excuse me".All attention shifted to Hayan as he apologized . " I'm so sorry for being late".
Mr.Haziq nodded and Hayan took his seat. After a while, Mr. Haziq spoke up , " As you all know, we have a large production branches in paris and other countries. I do like to assign Mr.Hayyan khan the responsibility of overseeing our Champ ĂlyĂ©es branch"
He asked to team for any intup or objections. Everyone agreed with Mr.Haziq's decision." I hope you'll excel in this role",Mr. Haziq said to Hayyan as the meeting conclude.