"St-Stop i-it, I-I can't d-do it anymore" I pleaded, my voice hoarse from all the silent crying I have been doing
my hands hurt trying to push the beast off me that they finally gave up and rested on the soft sheets of the luxurious bed,
"Fuck, you are still so tight Jaan, I love it"
tears continuously slither down my eyes as I see through my blurred vision, his sweaty naked body continuously thrusting between my wide open legs
it hurt, but what hurts more is that I can't fight for it
can't fight for myself
as he continued thrusting inside of me, while groping my breasts like a madman, My whole body was tainted with his marks, which were reminders that I was his
"shit, I am gonna come-" he panted as he increased his speed, spreading my legs even wider and thrusting even harder and deeper that his cock reached my womb,
as my torn clothes lay in one end of the room and I suddenly become alert
"No Stop Fa-Faiz!!" I resist as i try to push him, and close my legs when he gripped my wrist and pinned them twisting down crushingly as he snarled near my ear
"Stop with your drama or else you know what I can do Zahi!
Don't test me Zahira,
you know the consequences.."
and that sends a shiver down my spine because
I know what he can do,
what were the consequences
and I would rather die before he even cares to glance at them
and just like his Jaan, a puppet
I lay there..
simply, like a lifeless doll as he continuously derives from my body
His groans were like torture, His Love was toxic
"fuc-" he panted as he quickened his pace even more that I shut my eyes and clutched the sheets as he went crazy down there
when finally I hear his groans and moans followed by the liquid he ejaculated inside of me, filling my insides until his last drop of semen and I couldn't help but feel sick as tears emerge in my ears and even after that he doesn't take his dick out and I know what follows
"you felt so good my Jaan, I loved it a lot
and now be a good girl and give me a baby, My Jaan
who will call me abbu and you ammi, yes Jaan?
Just like how it used to be when we used to play Doll house, remember?
who will be the symbol of our love and affection"
He whispered near my ear as he sensually kissed on my cheek while i waited for him to finish like a doll, showing no affection
"I love you, Zahi"
but he doesn't know how sick he makes me and I would rather want his baby to die than come into my womb
and with that, he leaves but not before whispering sweetly
"Good Night, My Angel
and don't forget to wish the fairies I send in your dreams"
and I internally scoff, he says that as if I was still little
still, that little girl that couldn't sleep without his sweet words ringing in her ears and then only find contentment...
I thought he was my peace,
my well-wisher,
but how wrong was I...
only if it weren't because of the little me, I wouldn't have been here...
Ammi had always warned me that I was reckless
if only I had taken her words seriously
if only I could go back in the past..and wipe out the mistake, named Faiz from my life..
and he kisses me on my forehead one last time as I see his 6'2 giant muscular figure disappear from behind the door
but all this time
my vision was held by the photo near the nightstand
A Picture of us when we were little smiling widely
I looked so happy with him,
that smile, those very blue eyes which were once the reason behind my happiness and courage..
but only if the little me could read through them and know the devil that resided behind that smile, that face, those eyes...
The MasterMind
and I finally let the tears flow freely, that I have been holding onto for so long
I tried, only to get stuck back here... with him
It's painful, crushing, exhausting but mostly
Dark...
and as the tears blur by the faces,
the smiles,
I wish if the same could be done with my memory, but it's too late
as that picture seems to be imprinted in my head,
for lifetime
I am Zahira Hakim,and this is my story....
--
18 Years ago...
Author's Pov
"Three little butterflies,
Jumping on the Dai-sys!
One was blue and..."
As a little girl went by singing, her ribbons of the bow flying by as she chased behind the butterflies in the park,
filling the park with her sweet voice, and all the elderlies were enchanted by her honey voice as they internally showered her with blessings and love,
prayers to god,
to save this little fairy from any evil in her way
She was a very cute, sweet and a kind-hearted girl, for anybody to resist
her caramel eyes alone were enough to melt even the stone-hearted ones
When suddenly
"Zahira, idhar aao!"
( come here!)
and she turns around to see it was her Ammi, calling her from a distance, she rushes towards her
"Ammi!!"
she squeals excitedly as she hugs her and her mother immediately carries her in her arms
"Zahira, kidhar chali jati ho? mene tumhe kaha tha na ki aas paas hi rehna"
( where were you? didn't I tell you to not go far away)
her mother lightly scolded her baby petal-like lips curl in a pout, as she slowly apologized
Zahira's Mother, Hazira Hakim, was very protective of her daughter, after all,
she had to be,
not just because she knew how beautiful and naive her zahi was for this world full of lies,
but being born into the hakim family, India's most richest and influential family's daughter, spoke a lot about her,
How unsafe it was
but born with a silver spoon in hand, she wasn't a spoiled kid,the limelight of the richness had almost no effect on little zahira
"Ammi,
you know, I was teaching butter-flies to sing
and in return, they told me about their secrets like where they hide their honey!"
with that, she giggles in her mother's hands as she ever so sweetly tells her mother of another exciting adventure she had!
"Okay baby, let's go"
Her mother said smiling at her little girl's innocence and they leave but not before, zahira cutely waving, showing her five tiny fingers, at the park, its people, and of course the butterflies she would miss!
and this small gesture was enough to win everybody's heart in the park as they wave back to the little girl,
as Hazira takes her little girl by the pinkie finger of her hand to the car which was parked at a distance from the park
but that too wasn't a normal car as you might think, they were seated inside a luxurious black Rolls Royce and this wasn't the only one they owned!
but what in spite that what excited the little hope was not the car or its luxuries!,
but the scenery from the window as the car started moving and she couldn't help but always get charmed at the beauty of the outside world as her little honey eyes, like a camera, captured every essence of it, not missing a single thing
but just as appealing the world looked the sweetness had no idea how corrupt and ugly it was from the inside
the car took a turn toward the mansion nearing by,
the big beautiful mansion carved beautifully of white marble, it looked no less than the great Taj mahal itself,
all the passers-by would get enchanted by its beauty and several dreamed to live there one day, that is where she, her mother, and her father lived
"Zahira, aaram se bacche!"
(careful!)
Hazira shouted, as the car came to an halt and she saw her daughter eagerly step out of the car
running towards the mansion where a tall figure was standing with a smile on his face and his hands wide open, as the little girl squealed
"Abbu!!"
and she jumped as her father quickly embraced his little girl in his hands, and anybody seeing him wouldn't have believed that it was..
Abbas Hakim, A brutal businessman and industrialist, the owner of the country's largest and richest working cooperation, TheGreatHakims co. ,
everything didn't come to him just in a snap of fingers, it took a lot of effort and hard work to reach the position where he was today, respect wasn't gained it was earned..
but as much of a brutal and cunning man he was for the outer world, he always kept it limited to his business only, never let a ray of that impureness touch his family,
specially his daughter,
a pure angel from heaven,
zahira, who meant the world to him,
"who loves you the most, my dear?"
he questioned as he tickled her, making her burst in laughter, but her laughing were no less than the sweet chirping of birds
"Abbu!!"
she screamed with her hands up high as if wanting the whole world know how much she loved her father!
her father was her Jaan, it was not as if she loved her mother less but her father was her everything just like she was to him
"Daddy's little princess, come let's go!"
He smiled at her and they together started making their way inside followed by Hazira who only shook her head looking at the father-daughter duo...
--
The Next day
"Ammi,
Can I give this milk to those doves in the garden?
Look! they look so sad, maybe if i give them milk they will be happy again!!"
Zahira said, a glass of milk in her hands as she looked at her mother with puppy-like eyes and hope shining in her eyes,
like any other kid, she didn't like drinking milk
"No excuses, Zahira
you have to drink it!"
but Hazira was well with her little girl's tricks after all she is her mother
seeing her mother's refusal, Zahira puffed her cheeks and crossed her arms as she again caught her little trick
'Next time, I'll come with an even better one!'
but nevertheless, she motivated her little self, as she though reluctantly drank the milk
and continuously peered sadly at the little doves who were mindlessly playing near the fountain of the garden
even though she didn't like milk but she wanted to meet them
when suddenly another naughty plan came inside her head
she looked at her father, who was busy by the breakfast table with his man with business-related work
she looked at her mother who had now gone to the kitchen and was busy talking with the maid, shanta
taking it as chance!
she came out of the mansion, without wearing any shoes or footwear, and knowing that the guards were busy doing their breakfast it was easy for her
feeling the fresh air filling her lungs she felt refreshed and that brought a wide grin to her face, she was enjoying so much
but in her fun she didn't even realise when she got so far away from the mansion, jumping and walking as she neared a garden
it was a very old one, the plants had outgrown as the branches and roots laid on the pathway, nobody came here anymore as it had been closed since a very time
but Zahira lost in her own world didn't even realize where and how she came here
"Woww!!"
she said enchantingly, she was looking at such dense greenery for the first time and as she loved nature and plants seeing that made her extremely happy
she was enjoying herself, admiring the tender dark leaves and the small beetles on them of varied sizes and shape
when suddenly-
She heard some noises coming from one of the bushes far off and her little head quickly snaps towards the sound
listening to the continuous hustling and noises she became slightly scared but she being a curious child, the need to know what was it was stronger than anything
as with slow hush steps she nears the bush as the noises grew, several thoughts and imagination swirled and danced in her head
' what if it's a cute little bunny hiding in there?
I will pet it!! I have always wanted a pet!
what if it's a unicorn-
No zahira! unicorns don't exist Ammi said!'
and her anticipation grew to know what was there inside, as she softly moved a branch that was covering her vision from revealing what was there and peeked when suddenly
by mistake she steps on a dry leaf, causing a crunching sound , making the thing behind the bushes become all of a sudden conscious
danger and alert!
but what saw made Zahira gasps audibly as it was
a Boy
she was surprised to see a boy, but what was he doing here?
she wondered as her vision faltered slowly to see him from bottom to top,
his back facing her, as she found him in utterly tattered and dirty clothes, and her little bunny mind couldn't help but wonder innocently why was he in a dress like that?
her vision went on to his hand, as it trailed upward. she slightly scrunched her nose as she suddenly smelled something bad,
to see something... something rotten in his hands, on which he seems to be feeding/munching upon crazily,as if he hadn't eaten anything for so long.... until she appeared and he stopped making him
absolutely alert and numb
her eyes wandered around when they finally reached up to his face, to realize he was already looking at her but didn't say anything and that's when it finally happens
even if it was only for a millisecond,
their eyes met each others...
Little zahira gasped as if she looked something extraordinary, out of this world!
but it wasn't for long when he immediately snapped his head away,
as if he got burned....
but little zahira, confused and curious, she couldn't make sense of it why he did that..
her Ammi always told her to look at someone's face while speaking to them
and on that she tried to peek more, to get a better look of his face
but due to her small height and because the branch continuously obstructing her vision couldn't make out the whole of his face
but what little she saw, in that short duration, was enough to tell her
he had blue eyes
and her eyes widened when suddenly
"Zahira!! Zahira!!"
she hears her parents scream and at that her head snaps towards their voice,
to see them searching for her,
her mother had tears as they called out her name nearing the garden towards her, she got worried as to they would find and punish her for leaving!
and her eyes again move back to look at the bushes
only to get shocked!
as this time there was nothing to be found..
those blue eyes were gone!
as if
he disappeared, in thin air...