Zayaan's POV,
Another body fell limp in front of me...and another...and another. At this point of my life I don't even remember how much blood I've gotten on my hands. I need this.... I need to lose myself...my sanity....to kill my humanity if I want to forget about the one who makes me human....who makes me feel alive. I'm just a machine, anhilating whatever it sees but she's that delicate flower that touches me with it's softness and melts me making my heart beat again. Reminding me I'm human that I have a purpose but at the same time...she makes me weak and letting her go... would break me completely to such an extent that I couldn't even be a monster anymore that I've already become.

That's what I thought when I saw her putting the ring in his finger... promising herself to him... Putting his mehedi on her hand. I thought my life is over.... I've lost everything...even the purpose to go on living....

Until..... I found hope.

"He's Dilshad's Bastard son!" Ridhwan said and all my senses ignited as I ejected off my chair.

"What?!" I growled.

He desperately nodded.
"Rahil Naqvi isn't even his real name. It's Imraan Dilshad Ansari. All his degree, his reputation, his position in that hospital, it's all fake. He actually managed to kidnap the real son of the MD of that hospital threatening him to play along with his plan and act as his father instead to marry Inarah. He sure is a surgeon but he's far from whatever good, kind-hearted, generous man he shows himself to be. It seems that fucker was the one who was doing his father's dirty job for him from the shadows."

"You mean, he carried out all the surgeries of.... crippling the homeless children to beg on the streets?" I grunted as my blood boiled in my veins.

"Yes bhai." He answered with the same hatred in his voice. I banged my fist on the table as my breathing raged. That kind of man is going to marry my Inarah and take her away from me. Like hell I'd let that happen. I'll rip his limbs off before that and send them to his fucking father.

I took my phone and called Raghav ordering him to get everyone in the meeting room. This marriage....will end along with that Rahil....or should I say, Imraan.

Inarah's POV,
Heena was helping me get ready in my room. I wanted to be alone so after my makeup and hair, the ladies had left giving us privacy. I was wearing the most expensive Sabayasachi lehenga which he personally designed for me. Although, all this feels soo worthless. My wedding is one of the most expensive weddings till date. Yet, I'm not happy at all because the person I wanted this Fairytale to be fulfilled with.... isn't even here. It's good though, because if I had to see him when I'm marrying another man, I would break.

"You look beautiful today Inu. How can a human be soo gorgeous?" Heena said adjusting the ghunghat on my head. I gave her a forced smile which she obviously caught.

"Inu..." She began sighing.

"Please don't babe. I know what your going to say. I....have made my peace with it. I'm marrying Rahil. I know. Please just.... don't try to say anything regarding that. It hurts even more." I said looking down swallowing the lump in my throat.

She hugged me blinking back her tears.
"I really wish things were different between you two."

"Me too. But it's all over now." I said hugging her back somehow making sure not wrinkling my lehenga.

There was a knock at the door. Heena looked at me questioningly.
"Open it." I said. And she did.

"I hope you don't mind me." I heard a familiar voice. I pulled back my ghunghat and turned back as a huge smile came on my face.
"Naila Di!" I exclaimed.

"Assalamualaikum beautiful bride. Ma Sha Allah you look soo lovely." She said walking in.

"Walaikum assalam! How are you Naila Di.... and...." I paused when I caught a complete look of her. She looked a bit chubby since I last saw her during our convocation and her belly was bulging too. Oh!
"Naila di....are you..."

She beamed touching her belly.
"Yes. I'm in my 5th month. I found out after our convocation itself when you helped me."

"Oh congratulations!" I said with joy. It's been a while since I smiled like that genuinely.

"Thankyou Inarah." She turned to Heenu with her warm smile.

"This is Heena...by bff and soul sister." I introduced. "And Heenu, this is Naila Alam. Kaif bhai's wife."

"Ofcourse I know her...who doesn't. Hi... I mean Assalamualaikum." Heena said shaking hands, giggling at her mistake. Di greeted her too.

We all talked casually a bit but then Heena's phone buzzed.
"Oh, the flowers are here. I'll see to them. Please make yourself comfortable Di." She said and rushed out.

Di turned to me and...her expression changed to worry.
"Inarah... you're happy right?"

"What do you mean? Of course I am." I smiled. "I mean did you see all the decor and arrangements? I feel like some kinda royal Princess or something." I chuckled.

"Yeah, your family really went all the way huh? I just saw Britney Spears downstairs." She said with wide eyes

"Oh yeah, she's one of our VIP guests." I said.

But what's the use of all these grandeur, this luxury? When love is the luxury I cannot afford!

She took my hand in her's.
"Inarah, I know we've informally met just once but, I see my younger sister Ayesha in you. And if my Ayesha wasn't happy about something, I would know it no matter how hard she hides. Also, about what you told me about the man who helped me too that day.... But, you're marrying another man today. Are you really ok?"

My eyes teared up again at her words.
"No...but I'm trying to be. I really love Zayaan soo much...still he... doesn't. He hates me." My voice broke.

She rubbed my arm.
"You know, I was in a somewhat similar situation too. Before Kaif, I was in love with someone too and I thought, he's really the one for me, but he betrayed me, taking advantage of me. I never thought I could find love again. Then I married Kaif. Oh God, we hated eachother soo much that we could just kill eachother..." She giggled. I smiled too.
"But then, we learnt to understand eachother and we fell in love. After overcoming soo much, look at us now."

"You 2 really are perfect for eachother." I smiled seeing the sparkle in her eyes at Kaif bhai's mention.

"The Lord above has created us all in pairs. We already are written in someone else's destiny before we were even born. And if two people are meant to be together then no power in the universe can seperate them...so have faith Inarah, if today you're not with Zayaan but with Rahil then maybe he's your destiny. And if as you believe Zayaan is your destiny then. Maybe HE can make a miracle happen." She said pointing towards the sky.
"So leave everything to Him and keep walking ahead. Because, only He can uncover your path for you."

I nodded.
"You're right Di. I should just leave everything to Him. He's the best disposer of affairs. I'll just put my complete faith in our Lord."

"That's my girl!" She said smiling making me smile too.

We were interrupted by another knock.
"Come in."

It was Kaif bhai and seeing him Di's face lit up like a lightbulb.

"Did I interrupt something?" He said with his charming smile.

"Not at all." The spark in thier eyes when seeing eachother didn't go unnoticed though. I envy them sometimes, he loves her soo much that when she's around him, you can say that nothing else matters to him. Like those are the only two in the world.... Just like how I feel for my Zayaan. But Alas, he would never feel the same.
I cleared my throat.
"Seriously Kaif! Can't you stay a moment without Di? I'm the bride here. Shouldn't you be saying a few words to me?" I teased him

"Ofcourse.... ofcourse. Congratulations to you." He stretched as if teasing

"Thankyou." I copied his tone.

She went to him as he put his arm around her.
"Look at her Kaif, Ma Sha Allah, have ever seen anyone more beautiful?" Naila Di said looking at me fondly.

"Yes, I have. Everyday..." Kaif said looking at her with soo much love in his eyes that it melted my heart while she was a blushing mess.

"And call me Kaif bhai you brat! I'm older to you and around Zayaan's age. Now that I think about it, where is he? I haven't seen him anywhere." He said. And just like that, my eyes pricked at the dread of tears

Maybe Naila noticed it.
"Um... Kaif, let's go out now among all the guest. I haven't met Mr and Mrs Malik yet either. Also, I'm kinda thirsty." She smiled at him.

"Oh, thirsty? for what Jaan?" He whispered but it was still audible. I raised an eyebrow.

Naila looked at me blushing and then punched his chest as he winced grinning at her shamelessly.

"Bye now Inarah. We'll meet during the reception then. You'll be ok alone? Heena isn't back yet." She asked.

"I'll be fine. You guys carry on. See you later." I said and they left. They really are too adorable.

Now where did this Heenu go?

Heena's POV,
I left Inu with Inarah Di and moved towards the back door to take the flowers delivery I ordered for thier wedding night. I was hoping to see Kaif bhai too though. I had a tiny crush on him while we were younger. I mean come on, he was hella cute even back then and he was soo sweet to me and Inu. Who wouldn't fall for that? But then the rumours and all about him were on fire so I'd given up. Should I be regretting now?

My thoughts were interrupted when a strong grip clasped my wrist abruptly and pulled me to an empty room. My eyes shut tight as my heart jumped to my throat. I heard the door close and my back hit to the door. A yelp escaped my throat. What the hell is going on?!

"Heena, open your eyes. It's me Asad."

I opened my eyes to only lock with the chocolate orbs in front of me. I narrowed my eyes and kicked him in the shin with the pointed front of my Dior.

He limped in pain for a moment. Cursing under his breath.
"Shit... fuck! What the hell Heena?!"

"You tell me what the hell is going on? Kidnapping me like that you dirty gangster!" I grunted.

"I'm not kidnapping you. I just wanna talk! Ugh!"

"Well, then there are other ways to talk, much more civilized ones." I snapped

He finally found his composure and slammed his hand on the door blocking me.
"Oh trust me honey. This is me being civilized. If I wasn't," He took out a gun with his other hand and pointed it on my throat as my soul left my body.
"...you'd be dumped in a dirty sack right now, thrown over my shoulder while I smack that tight ass of yours for kicking me and stuffed into a dark room with no windows. Do you want that sweetheart?"

I gasped at his threat going still and shook my head silently.

"Good girl." He said with a malicious smile. Oh God! How did I get stuck with this filthy thug? I need to call security.

"Now listen to me very carefully. We need your help." He said grabbing my shoulders as I jumped
"Oh sorry." He took his hands back.

"W...what help?" I stammered scared out of my mind.

"Don't be scared doll. I'm not going to hurt you. I don't hurt pretty girls." He said smirking and I frowned at him.

After that, my ground slipped from beneath my feet when he told me the scary truth about Rahil being a psycho surgeon and he's real father being a gangster. My poor Inarah. First Zayaan and now this guy! Why does my bae have such terrible luck with men?
I couldn't help but sob for her

"Hey...hey, don't cry. Look at me." His voice turned gentle and velvety as he came closer to me and lifted my face. I looked up at him and his eyes had gotten soft. I just couldn't look away and my sobs seized too. Something weird was going on with me. Maybe because I've never let any man come this close to me before. He wiped my tears with his thumb. ThankGod for water and smudge proof makeup.
"It's going to be ok. We're going to save Inarah and things are going to be just fine. Trust me. All you need to do is handle the security and let our men thorough so that we can take care of that bastard. Is that ok doll?"

I nodded.

"Good." He smiled and explained me the plan further.

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Inarah's POV,
Heenu and Mom came in to take me out for the Nikah. I braced myself.
This is it! Good bye Zayaan.... forever.

I walked up to the stage and sat on my chair with the help of Heenu as I felt soo lifeless. My groom was arriving too now.

Just then a loud noise like of gunshot, accompanied with various screams made my heart jump. I looked at my side towards the guest and my eyes widened but with an uncanny happiness creeping inside my heart.

It was Zayaan walking towards me.

But...he had a gun in his hand and that bloodthirsty look on his face. Still, I just couldn't feel scared. Why? Because, he was My Zayaan. No matter how much the world fears him, for me, he'll always be my knight.

Following behind him were all his other men. Asad, Uddhav, Raghav, everyone I knew and even more. What the hell was going on? They were all armed and pointing guns at the guest. Even my parents and Heena.

I stood off my chair in disbelief.
"What is going on in here?" I asked.
"Zayaan...tell them to leave my parents and Asad let go of Heena.... Don't you dare touch my brother!" I grunted as my breathing raged.

"Sorry beautiful. But we wouldn't be doing all this if it wasn't for your dear Fianceé Rahil...or should I say Imraan Dilshad Ansari." Asad spat.

I looked at Rahil in disbelief who was on his knees held by one of his men with his arm held twisted back under Zayaan's gun. The hateful look in his eyes for Rahil actually gave me chills.

"Imraan? Who's Imraan? Rahil... what's going on?" I questioned in utter shock as he looked horrified.

"Inarah.... Inarah don't listen to him. They're all lying. I'm Rahil Abbas Naqvi and..." His voice trailed off and a loud scream escaped his mouth as Zayaan shot him on his thigh.
"Don't take her name with your filthy mouth!" Zayaan threatened him through grunted teeth.

I shut my eyes and covered my ears as fear coarsed through me.
I could hear people scream and yell and I felt soo weak and scared. Taking a few shaky steps towards the man I trust the most, I grabbed his sleeve with my shaky hand which felt heavy like a rock.

His eyes softened when he looked at me just like always.
"W...why are you....d... doing this?"

I gasped as he suddenly slipped his hand on my bare waist from inside my chunari and pulled me to his hard chest. I watched him wide eyed.
"Do you really want to know?" He whispered.
"Do you trust me?"

"Always." My voice came out as a whisper too as I searched for something in his dark orbs.

The fact that he just shot my to be husband didn't feel important to me anymore.

Third person POV,
"This man that you all think is a saint who helps the needy, saves lives with his talent and is a Messiah for the kids...is actually a psychopathic homicidal fraud that cripples innocent children by brutally chopping off thier limbs and throwing them on the streets to beg for his bastard of a father the gangster Dilshad Ansari." Zayaan announced.

Multiple gasps and shocks were heard across the room. Even Inarah's mother felt paralized and her husband had to hold on to him to steady her.
But the biggest shock received was by Inarah. She couldn't believe it. The sweet perfect man that she thought him to be, a generous loving caring person, life saving doctor, the one who loved the children from his hospital soo much, the one who was just about to be her husband, how could he be such a beast? Her bridegroom was a psychopath?! But the fact that Zayaan was saying it after creating such a huge scene, it had to be some truth in it.

Still in Zayaan's arms, she looked down at Rahil who was wriggling in pain near thier feet.
"Is that....true?"

"What....pr..proof do you have?!" He grunted in pain.

"Proof?" Zayaan smirked maniacally.
"Check your phones everyone."

At that sentence, all the guests that were present, thier phones buzzed with messages. Inarah roamed her eyes around in shock and was met with shocked and disgusted looks all on thier faces. Zayaan brought his phone in front of her and her stomach churned seeing the pictures.

They were clips of some CCTV footages where Rahil....no, Imraan was ampituting a poor innocent kid.

Her hands flew to her mouth in horror. "Oh God!" She whimpered.

Zayaan unconsciously pulled her closer. He could never see his girl cry.

There were also pictures of him with his real father Dilshad.

"Zayaan, you've proven your point. Now let go of our daughter." Haider said. "Rahil... I mean, this man must be punished by the law. I'll inform the police so enough of this ruckus."

"You think the law can punish this scum. Tsk! Don't make me laugh." He looked down at Rahil who was glaring at him baring his teeth through the pain like a psycho he was.
"I'll see to his judgement....and it will be painful." Zayaan said like a promise looking at him with such hatred that a normal person might have gotten atleast a mini heart attack by now.

"Ok...do whatever you want...just let go of my Inarah... please Zayaan." Nagma said as her eyes shed tears of fear and the extreme motherly concern.

His jaw clenched as he saw his angel's frightened and shocked face.
"No." He said in a hoarse voice.
"She's going with me too." He announced. It was the only way to keep her safe from Dilshad and hus minions.

"NO! Give my daughter back to me!" Nagma screamed trying to run to her daughter but she was again on gun point and Haider pulled her back afraid. Emmad, the young boy, didn't know what to do as he watched his sister captured by his idol and his parents in danger like that as he watching everything in horror.

"That's enough now." Heena whispered to Asad who was holding a gun on her head regretting why the hell she went on with thier plan and why didn't she informed the police instead.

"Relax doll. No one's hurting anyone." He whispered in her ear.

"Don't call me doll you jerk!" She grunted and Asad smirked at her fiesty nature.

Zayaan signalled his men with a nod to leave but suddenly, it was as if Inarah got stuck in a fit of hysteria.

"No please don't kill me. I don't wanna die! Mom please do something..." She was screaming at the top of her lungs.

"Inarah stop it!" Zayaan yelled at her but her voice was more desperate and louder.

"No please help SOMEBODY! What? You want to marry me? I would never....oh please don't kill me..."

Everyone's of Zayaan's men had thier jaw dropped... even Zayaan was shocked as he looked around a bit panicky and confused.

What the hell is this girl even talking about?

"When did I....."

"Oh no!" She screamed again camouflaging his voice.

He tried to let go of her but she held his arm behind her waist tight so that it looked like she was trying to set herself free but he was the one holding her.

Zayaan was completed perplexed. She then raised the gun still in his hand and pointed below her chin.

"The fuck... Inarah!"

She screamed loudly defening his ears so much that he thought his ear drums might bleed.

"Oh my God...oh my God! Please don't kill me. I'm too young and pretty to die!" She cried....or rather faked.

He immediately removed his finger from the trigger trying to pull his hand back but any sudden moments from him were only resulting to her finger getting closer to the trigger so he stopped.

"Inarah stop! It's loaded!" He growled.

She cried even louder.
"He's threatening me with a loaded gun... what do I dooooooo?".

"Inarah....my baby.... please stop Zayaan. We'll do anything you want just don't hurt my baby!" Inarah's mother was crying.

He had it enough now. Grabbing her chin roughly, he made her look up at him.
"What r u doing?" Zayaan asked through grunted teeth out of his mind confused by her strange behaviour now.

"Getting my revenge." She whispered.

"Huh?"

"What did u think? You'd just come here, ruin this wedding, take me away for a night and then bring me back tomorrow just like that? Do you have any idea what it will do to me, my dignity, my reputation, my imagine in the society, heck how it will affect the company?! You are the fucking CEO of the company you idiot! There are millions of people watching us right now. People will just think you raped me or something." She raged in a voice only he could hear.

"I would never do that Inarah!"

"I know that but they don't. There's gonna be thousands of rumours about me tomorrow enough to destroy us and the entire Qureshi group. If you care about me or the company one bit...you will save us both by marrying me or....just kill me right here right now and end it all!"

Zayaan couldn't believe her words. Marry her? Right here? He just gaped at her in utter disbelief.

"Marry me or Kill me Zayaan! What will it be?"

'That fire in her eyes.... it's just like him. When she wants something, she'll go to any extent to accomplish it. Just like her stubborn father! Although, maybe it's the only option right now. Because, the safest place in the entire world for her would be with me. Dilshad will come after her after what we do to his son.' He thought.

"Very well then..."
He pointed the gun at the already shaking Maulana. The poor man being caught up in the middle for no reason and was ignored up until now. He was shaking like a leaf.

"Read the nikah again, but this time... the groom has changed. It's Zayaan Hashmi." He announced.

Whispers and murmurs filled the hall.

"What the hell? You didn't say anything about this?!" Heena asked Asad confused and scared.

"Yeah...it wasn't part of the plan either." Asad said more to himself than to her as her keenly observed the couple on the stage.

"Take him away." Zayaan ordered his man gesturing to Rahil, his ebony eyes glued onto Inarah's firey honey ones.

The men exchanged glances but they didn't dare to question thier boss.

"Start reading the Nikah old man!" His voice echoed with authority.

"Y...y...yes." he said shaking and began his work at the same time praying in his heart.

"Do you Z... Zayaan Hashmi a... accept the Nikah to Inarah Ashfaq Qureshi?"

"Qubool hai..." He said 3 times as his heart slammed through his chest at his every word but he showed no signs as such as Inarah was still in his arms with his gun pointed beneath her chin and his eyes locked with her's.

"Do you Inarah Ashfaq Qureshi a... accept the Nikah to Zayaan Hashmi?"

She was getting breathless every moment with his words. Her stomach filled with butterflies and her heart pounding like crazy. She was afraid she might not be able to say it...but she took a deep breath to steady her shallow breathing.

"Don't do it Inarah!" Her mother yelled but it didn't reach her ears as for that moment she was lost in the deep depths of the eyes of the man she always loved and desired.

"Qubool hai..." She said 3 times and took a sharp breath.

They were finally one by a Halal marriage!!!

Before she could say anything...he abruptly grabbed her nape and swooped his head down slamming his lips on her soft ones as her eyes almost popped out of the sockets.

Seeing such a vulgar thing her mother fainted in her husband's arms. All the guest were beyond shocked. Heena's hands flew to her mouth and even Asad gaped at them with his mouth open. Poor Raghav almost had a heart attack seeing his beautiful goddess not only marrying but also kissing his most respected older brother like boss. All the other men were dumbstruck at the scene in front of them....and also flustered.

Innocent Emmad was disgusted seeing his idol kissing her Sis like that.

A smirk found it's way on Asad's lips soon.
'That motherfucker!' he thought shaking his head.

His kiss was rough and demanding. Inarah couldn't believe it that Zayaan was kissing her like that in front of the entire nation...her parents, her friends....heck her baby bro. She tried to get away from him but his grip around her was only getting tighter and his kiss getting wilder.

Finally after what felt like an eternity, he let go and she took a sharp breath panting and struggling for oxygen. She looked up at him questioningly as he was breathless himself, well, not as bad as her though.

"That....was my revenge!" He whispered placing his lips on her ear as his hot breath tingled making her shiver. She pushed him with her remaining strength and her knees gave out making her sink on the floor. This was all too much of a shock for her draining all her energy along with that adrenaline rush placating.

Was she angry....yes but she couldn't deny the joy in her heart. They were MARRIED! She was his wife and he was her husband. Still she was too numb because never in her wildest dreams had she even dreamt that they would get married like this. Tears blinded her vision that she quickly wiped off

"Let's go!" Zayaan announced and all his men nodded retreating thier weapons, letting the people take a breath of relief.

Zayaan bent down to lift Inarah but she stopped him by lifting her hand.
"Don't! I have my pride. I'll walk on my own."

His jaw clenched seeing her soo angry. She'd never been soo angry at him. It was unfair to her he knew...but he wasn't the only one to blame.

Struggling through her heavy lehenga she finally got up and descended down the pair of stairs and walking through the people with her chin up high and tears of glory shining in her eyes. Even Zayaan's men got chills seeing her.

"Zayaan! You won't get away with this!" He looked at his left to hear his now Father in law's warning and blazing eyes.

He smirked. "I'll be waiting." He said mockingly and sighed inwardly watching his now wife walking ahead as he followed her without a word. His men following behind him....

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FINALLY!!!!

Man! That was long. To tell you the truth this was the hardest chapter for me soo far for this book. It took me like 4 days to complete it....and it took 15 chapters to get Zayrah married.
Phew!
How did you like my different take on a forced marriage 😏😉

Were you'll surprised?!

But what now?

What will they do with Imraan aka Rahil?

What about Inarah? Will she hate Zayaan after this?

What about Zayaan? How will he handle this forced marriage? Will he ever tell her the truth?

Will thier love be ruined or... it's a start of something new with a fresh brew of romance?

Come back for the next chapter to find out.....

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