Possession by Laila Ali (ink ebook reader TXT) 📖

Waqas was the husband of Neelam, Ammara's sister.

"19 millions." Asim replied.

"Thats such a huge amount" Daniyal said.

"How we gonna gather it within a few months? Our business has to start within a month otherwise we will suffer severe loss" Shoaib stated.

"Devise some way son." Neelam said.

They all were sitting in Waqas's drawing-room, having a conversation with Asim, there family friend.

"I have a solution" Asim said, sipping his coffee.

"What is it?" Waqas asked.

"My co-worker, he wanted a loan from the company but company couldn't grant it due to limited resources. We can frame him."

"What and how?"

"I know a mafia man, Yawar Shahid, we can demand from him a loan of 20 million rupees, and then I will make that guy sign the documents as he needs only 1 million rupees, for the construction of his house, while we will fly away with the rest 19 millions."

"Thats a great idea. Who's that man?" Waqas asked.

"Someone Mujtaba Shabbir Syed."

"What?" Neelam drew in a sharp breath.

"He is my sister's husband." Neelam said.

"What?!" Asim replied in shock.

"Neelam, we will have to do this, this house cant work on my mere salary, we will have to do this. Asim's idea is a perfect one."

"But-"

"Asim uncle is saying right" Shoaib supported his father.

They all were selfish people who didn't care about anyone else but themselves.

"Yes mom, try to understand, our business will flourish, we will live in a splendid haveli, having several servants." Daniyal persuaded

"I am already in son. Who cares when money is coming." Neelam smirked, she was so jealous of her sister, Ammara and this was the best chance to show her off who has got more money.

"So, I will talk with Yawar tomorrow and get the files but before that I'll have to gain Mujtaba's trust. Our mission starts now." Asim said.

Flashback ends

He inhaled a sharp breath, his family had done loads of injustice with his aunt, Ammara's family. And due to this, his father had committed suicide, his mother is in mental asylum, his brother, Daniyal is missing, his sister, Nayab is raped and he is here drowning with guilt and regret.

"What I had done?" he whispered, pulling his hair.

"What had we done?" his voice at the edge of crying.

All those scenes were lingering infront of his eyes when he had harassed that pour soul, stealing the bright spark from her eyes, stealing his father away from him.

It was all because of him and his family.

His father's lust for money.

His mother's jealousy for her sister.

His sister's over possessiveness for her brothers..

His brother's fondness for Zahra.

And his desire for Zahra.

All of them had their part in destroying Zahra's family.

Even after demanding forgiveness from his aunt, Ammara, his heart couldn't find rest, though the guilt subsided but not so significantly.

A week ago, he had went to the haveli, because he could not bear the amount of regret his heart was feeling, and confronted the whole situation to Ammara, telling her each and everything from the start and then asked for her forgiveness but Ammara ordered him to get off of her eyes that instant.

He wanted to talk to Zahra too but he didn't know about her whereabouts, the address of haveli was given to him by Daniyal.

.....................

"Did Shoaib harass you?"

"No mama" Zahra denied, shaking her head in negative.

Thousands of questions, covering her mind.

"Don't lie to me, Zahra, I know everything."

"There is nothing like that" she denied again, her eyes widened with horror and dread.

"Do you still love Daniyal daughter tell me the truth, I beg you."

Zahra gulped. Should she tell everything to her mother but it will increase her stress.

"I beg you Zahra. Your mother is begging you. Are you still in love with Daniyal, despite being married to Irtaza?!"

"Yes" she whispered.

"He isn't worthy of your love Zahra, forget him"

"Why mother?"

"Because he was the man who asked Shoaib to harass you, he and his family are involved in your father's death, it was him, Daniyal, Shoaib, Waqas, my own sister who had sent Asim to your father"

Her mouth hung open and her eyes widened to the size of saucers.

She couldn't believe it.

"What?" she whispered.

"Yes daughter, Shoaib told me everything...." and them Ammara told her everything from the start, every single thing which Shoaib had told her, how Daniyal had persuaded Shoaib to harass her, how Shoaib, Daniyal and her own sister had gave their consent to betray her husband, Mujtaba.

Everything was clear now. 

The truth has been revealed.

By the end of her story, Ammara and Zahra both were in tears. Ammara was crying because of the harassment her daughter had to face due to her negligence and Zahra because of the betrayal she had received from the love of her life, Daniyal.

She had no words, her feelings couldn't be described in words. The amount of pain, the remarkable amount of pain her heart was feeling was ineffable, it could not be expressed in words.

The worst pain of all, betrayal. And that too in the worst form.

For five years she was facing this harassment, she could still feel Shoaib's hand touching her inappropriately, groping her ass, caressing her sides, being closer to her on getting every chance, his breath falling on her neck to intimate her, she could feel it, still feel it.