Possession by Laila Ali (ink ebook reader TXT) 📖

Zahra's eyes opened slowly. Her blurry vivsion wasn't able to recognize her surroundings. Her head was exploding with pain as if someone had hammered her numerous times. She closed her eyes again and tried to move her hands but she couldn't. A severe pain was shooting from her left ankle as if someone had stabbed her there. Her limbs were shackled, she couldn't move at all. She tried to scream but her throat was croaky and only a mere whisper left her lips. 

Through her half opened eyes, she could just figure out a few things. The place was similar to a basement, only a bulb hung from the ceiling was the source of light. She heard voices from far away. It wasn't far but the chaos going inside her mind unabled her to register anything properly.

"She is a fine piece" the man muttered to someone.

"She definitely is. Irtaza hasn't fallen in love with her just like that" Another voice answered. She knew it, it was of Amman.

"Have you removed the tracker?" 

"Yes. I have. Now they can't even have the slightest of idea where could she be" Amman commented.

"I'll have her by tonight. I want to taste this beauty"

"What if Irtaza found out?Are you mad?!"

"He won't. His days are nearing. His life would be coming to an end soon, when we will slowly torture this beauty and kill her. He would just be a living corpse"

"You are fucking crazy. You know how far he can go for revenge. If you kill her and let him be alive than do you really think, he would let you go like?" Amman questioned.

Khurram stiffened. He was right.

"So what we should do?" Khurram asked him

"Kill Irtaza too. Because if she would be dead and he alive than I know him,he would set the whole world on fire. He is more dangerous when it comes to revenge. Youw ont be able to get away from him easily and sooner or later he would get our hands on us"

"You are right" he agreed, "but I can fuck her. there won't be any problem in this. Right?"

"No. First we have to remove Irtaza's existence from this world then you can do whatever you want to do with her. Let the danger die first"

"But how we gonna do that?"

"I'll think about it" Amman told him before her eyes closed again, leaving her in the abyss of darkness.

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"They weren't there either" said Shehryaar in low tone to his brother who wasn't ready to give up, ready to leave his love, his wife into abyss of hell hole. He had made desparate efforts to get the slightest idea of out of all places in this world where she could be at this moment but his mind was jammed. His judgement blurred. When it comes to her he can't think beyond her.

Their crew of men raided all of Amman's possible hiding place. For more than two days, they have been asking countless questions to each and every onlooker whether they saw anyone resembling her, around the place Amman's car was found. 

He had followed the tracker in her and that was the last location. Irtaza wasn't surpirsed to know that Amman knew about the tracker, after all he was his third in command, he would definitely have an idea how the things work out here and was sure, he might have removed the tracker.

He still tried to find her but all he got was nothing, absolutely nothing. He had never felt such helpless or vulnerable in his entire life.

'Zahra' he wanted to scream but he couldn't. He gulped it in and this killed him.

"Irtaza, we will find her. The hunt is on, our men will work for day-night. We will dig six- feet under the ground if we have to but I assure you she will return safe." said Shehryaar glibly. His soft shoulder only revealed to his closed ones.

Irtaza didn't reply for he had nothing left to say. He could see ahead clearly. He could see Zahra drifting away, far far away from his arms. Shehryaar, Moosa after another three hours of persuasion drove him home.

On reaching the haveli. His mind failed to notice the faces of other inhabitants.

He was inundated with emotions which made him turn away and his conscience increased his steps.

He left the havelli and went nack to his mansion. He entered his room and stared into darkness. Amongst a million things that went on his head there existed a fond memory, her memory. He remembered her like a sand remembers the sea. She brought and took away his blues simultaneously. A long eccentric night, a broken heart and her thoughts melted the beast into a child who lost his childhood under debris of Love.

He felt a pain of thousand firecrackers bursting inside him. His heart overpowered by guilt. He immensely regretted every gory thing he did to her, every pain he caused her. Part of him wanted to cry his heart out and other part wanted to hit something with anger building inside him.

He was sure that she isn't coming back. Why would his enemy spare her to not get back at him. He perceived situation where the love of his life is lying inside a wooden coffin. A constant effort that this is not going to happen. When it came to her, he was just vulnerable.

The sun was up but only his heart knew how much of tumultuous night he endured. Getting ready for the day, he took a shower first, his heart was feeling heavy, a certain threat was looming in his mind. He was already losing, he was already giving up on her.  Its been about two days but still he couldn't find her. His instincts told him that Khurram would kill her sooner or later and this thought alone was making him crazy. Mad. Out of control.

He went to haveli to know the situation there.

"Irtaza will bring her back at any cost" said Asma to Zahra's mother, consoling her when he entered the drawing room. He didn't have the strength to stay there any further or to be even near anyone, especially her mother to see the dejection on her face.

"Ya Allah protect my daughter." her mother sent a prayer to the heavens. She was worried sick. Everyone in haveli was. There was pure sadness looming in the haveli corridors. The haveli members have to face one difficulty after other. First Irtaza was gone and now Zahra. And Zahra had landed straight into the hand of enemy. There were vague chances of her to be rescued.