HIS YOUNG BRIDE

"very well"

Irtaza nodded at him, zaryaab's emerald eyes stared at him for a moment before zaryaab crossed his legs "so.. What do you think about it?". For a minute irtaza did not speak "it can't only be about that

deal.. If you only wanted to contact me for that deal than you could've sent your secretary to Hassan.. Rather than you coming here personally" there was a gloomy aura around irtaza.

*chuckle*

"as always.. You're really fast to catch on, IRTAZA" zaryaab chuckled before suddenly turning serious "i want that land near the lake... Name your price" without beating around the bush he immediately said what he actually wanted.

"you'll say and I'll just give it to you like that, huh? Really, zaryaab... You're overestimating yourself" Irtaza grabbed a glass from the nearby table, filled with whiskey and gulped it down. Zaryaab shook his head as no "No-No I didn't overestimate myself... I came prepared" zaryaab grinned childishly and took out his phone and dialed a number while taking his sweet time.

After a minute the call connected, "yes.. Boss" a rough male voice spoke through the phone "show me the girl" zaryaab's cold voice echoed in the office.

Irtaza froze as zaryaab turned the screen of the phone towards irtaza.

A girl in a wedding dress was tied to a chair, a blindfold was restraining her eyes from seeing anything yet the girl didn't struggle just stayed there obediently.

"tada-ah...your wife to be.... " a teasing smirk was plastered on zaryaab's face as he showed irtaza his phone like a little guy showing off his pride worthy work, irtaza's eyes darkened as the gloomy aura around him intensified.

Irtaza's grip on the whiskey's glass tightened, "Zaryaab" if it were a normal person they would have started trembling with fear at the mention of their name from irtaza... But the man that was called wasn't a normal person to begin with. Zaryaab also turned serious as he said in a mocking tone "so obedient... How cute".

Irtaza glared at zaryaab.

Zaryaab didn't care even a single bit about who he was talking to or what he was doing. "HEADLINES THE FAMOUS CEO, IRTAZA HUSSAIN SHAH'S BRIDE RUN AWAY AT THE LAST MOMENT LEAVING THE YOUNG MAN ALONE ENDURING ALL THE HUMILIATION... is what is going to be shown on the news channels Tomorrow... Or do you want it to be THE YOUNG BACHELOR IRTAZA HUSSAIN SHAH SUCCESSFULLY GETS MARRIED LAST NIGHT LEAVING ALL HIS FAN GIRLS HEARTS BROKEN?....choice is yours" zaryaab stared at irtaza, his gaze never Leaving irtaza's frustrated face.

Irtaza's anger was pushed to the peak, yet he remained calm on surface but deep inside only he knew how hard it was getting to control himself first he was forced to get married than his bride run away and now this... Why in the hell everything was going wrong?!!

If irtaza wanted, zaryaab wouldn't have been alive now yet irtaza couldn't do it, not when his reputation was on risk and his marriage was today, his grandmother had especially asked him not to dirty his hands today, it was the reason why irtaza sent hassan to deal with shiza sultan, his run away bride....rather than himself.

Zaryaab stared at irtaza who was in a daze, irtaza's felt his head ache before he stood up and walked to his table, he opened the drawer swiftly and took out some white papers before grabbing a pen and signing them, immediately after signing it he threw them at zaryaab.

Zaryaab was prepared for his buddy's move he immediately caught the papers with one hand, irtaza threw the pen towards the wall it immediately broke. "now get out" Irtaza growled.

Zaryaab smiled cheekily as he stood up and waved at irtaza before going out of the room, irtaza irritated as ever didn't even acknowledged it.

Irtaza filled another glass of whiskey before gulping it down, wanting to relax he really wanted to pull out his hairs in frustration but he was no kid to do that.

Suddenly his phone ringed indicating a notification has come he took it out and upon seeing it he almost threw his phone.

[******** has been transferred to your bank account successfully by zaryaab del esta.

There was also a text from zaryaab.

]

Morales, my foot!! Irtaza took a deep breath to calm himself as he stepped out of the room.

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Batool stayed still obediently as she heard footsteps coming near her, after hearing their first sentence she knew they have come to known she was awake.

"for how long are you gonna pretend to be asleep now...huh?"

She wasn't so stupid to reply to their words Batool fatima stayed silent as those men talked amongst themselves she tried to hear their words but before she could, a phone's ringing echoed a man immediately picked up his attitude that of a servent obeying it's master.

"yes.. Boss"

She couldn't hear the voice of the other person on the call but she could tell it was the main person behind her kidnaping so she stayed still obediently.

After a minute or so the call disconnected. what surprised her the most was the kidnappers attitude they didn't even talk to her after the call and walked away while talking about some sorts of food, Talk about food she was also hungry after not eating the whole morning she didn't even drink any water since morning but it wasn't unbearable to the point of fainting.

While she accompanied herself alone she almost dozed off again... She was hungry cold and thirsty plus a little bit tired, she was scared at first but after seeing how the kidnappers didn't even want to pay attention to her she felt reassured, moreover her future in-laws weren't so weak that they won't be able to rescue her.

She felt quite safe as she drifted off to sleep.

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"... Mhm... Uh.."

Batool opened her eyes reluctantly as she was awaken from her sweet dreams when her head hit the window, wait window? She was sitting inside the same car at the same place where she last went to sleep before getting kidnapped.

KIDNAPPED?...

Yeah kidnapped. The first thing that came in her mind was 'what a weird dream, huh... Everything felt so real..' she yawned and rubbed her wet eyes to the point where she could even see stars she just wanted to get rid of any sleepiness.

After getting rid of sleepiness she looked around herself there was only a driver other than her. "how long is it gonna take to reach the destination... " she asked to the driver, moreover she was feeling fresh after a nap so she talked to the only other human being in the car than herself, as for that weird dream she had forgotten it after getting rid of sleepiness.

"we've almost reach there, mam" the driver replied at which batool nodded and glanced out of the window "for how long we've been driving".

"almost four hours mam.." the driver replied like an game npc, "WHAT?!!.. FOUR HOURS" batool looked shocked to the point where her mouth was hung open.. "yes mam we lost the way and also the other cars so it took me alot of time to find the right way... But now we're reaching there", batool immediately felt all her worries slipping away.

"thank God... But have you contacted anyone or told them anything about why we're late.." she asked again curiously and suspiciously.

The driver chuckled as he slowed down the car and turned his face towards batool, she was stunned she has never been stunned like this before ever, the driver wasn't a middle age man she was expecting but rather a gorgeous looking man, his hair were black just like the night sky... His skin was pale white and his emerald green eyes were what draw her in and not to forget his unusual features he looked nothing like someone from this country he looked just like a foreigner but also like an fallen angel... His every gorgeous feature told her the god took a long time creating this angelic man.

She was so stupefied she even forget what they were talking about a moment ago.

The driver who was no one other than zaryaab del esta looked amused, his lips slightly curled in an amused smile.

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[NEXT FEW CHAPTERS PREVIEW]

"i-it feels weird"

"it is supposed to, at first try"

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