Date: 24-07-2024
Chapter;23
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Author's POV🌿;

The car is moving at its own pace. The speed is higher than average still it seems like the owner doesn't have an ounce of fear. His eyebrows are creased and his eyes are fully red due to anger. It is said when we react to something due to an action it's called emotion and among emotion it's anger which is dangerous. Due to anger people's eyes get red their BP becomes high and they sometimes even lose their ability to think properly, which is happening with Azlan.

Azlan really doesn't know what he is doing right now, he has only anger left on his body. His anger is piqued to that level where no sanity can hit, but the petite figurine sitting beside him knows how to calm him down, but her hand isn't moving due to fear.

There are two kinds of people one who let their anger take best of them and one who let their fear take best of them, dominant and submissive are the exact defination of them two different pole people which attracts each other. This also happened between them, now this angry Azlan can only handle by this calm Huriya who is really afraid to approach him. She knows what she said at that time was totally right but again due to his anger he can't see what is right or wrong.

The car becomes more speedy and it's just going to an unknown place which even Huriya doesn't know. But despite her fear and the thumping of her heart she left all the things aside and called out Azlan name mostly whispered his name which is audible enough for him to respond, and he sure did respond but with his eyes twitching and by his hand which is on the gear that tighten up more.

Seeing his effect Huriya again calls his name but with a little bit of force this time,

"Azlan, please listen to me at least."

Within a whim Azlan pulled the brake and due to proximity of force Huriya's head was about to hit the car's windshield, she shut her eyes out as a reflection of the action but she felt her head was protected by someone's rough hand. An unknown smile curved on her face knowing exactly who this protector is. Despite all his anger he protected her and why not he calls her Jaan and he totally means it.

"Jaan are you ok? You didn't get hurt right? Shit I shouldn't have pulled the brake so fast!"

"Azlan calm down, I am fine and you are with me so how can I get hurt? Now please hear me out."

"Fine, say what is your reason for saying yes to that Fucker?! Did you know how much I felt the urge to kill that fucker when you said yes? You are mine jaan, only mine! I can't see you with another living being. You were mine the moment I saw you so why? WHY JAAN WHY?"

Azlan's voice becomes more icy and his blue orbs darken again due to the heat of conversation, his jaw clenched as his breath becomes more harsh, within a whim of action he hit the steering harshly and gritted his teeth, seeing his this state Huriya flinched a little but she compose herself as her concern is only Azlan.

"Azlan hush hush, calm down see I am here. I am not getting married with him. see see, calm down please knight calm yourself down."

Huriya with her soft voice hushed Azlan and called him by his nickname which she gave her when they were young.

Azlan breathing becomes even and his eyes gets soften when he heard her angelic voice. His lips formed an curve when he heard his nickname again. After an era he again heard that name. His favorite name.

"You called me Knight again jaan, Finally now it feels like a sukoon hearing this name on your mouth."

"Azlan now hear me out, I didn't want to marry That Gaazi but I was compelled to marry him. Zoya fuppy threatened me and forced me to marry him."

"Jaan exactly what happened that day? And dare you to hide anything from me this time!"

"Azlan my dadu my only family is confiscated by Zoya Fuppy. She hid him in an unknown place and is torturing him."

Her eyes are on the brink of tears when she starts to speak and Azlan's body becomes stiffen the moment he hears her reasoning.

"Did she tell you this?"

"Yes she even showed me where she kept dadu through video."

Azlan couldn't comprehend the situation properly as it is shocking for him too. He can't believe that Zoya khatun is that much heinous to trap her own father for mere power!

"But jaan you are the heiress of Chowdhury, how can you be so vulnerable?"

Huriya left out a chuckle, no a sarcastic chuckle after listening the word heiress. Heiress! Does she even deserve this big title? She believes she doesn't deserve this big responsibility as she couldn't even protect herself let alone her dadu, she became a mere puppet of Zoya's hand.

She again started to speak her voice out with her tearful eyes.

"Azlan that year when you all left for London, that year I lost my parents, I became an orphan, that cheerful Huriya died along with my parents. Azlan you didn't know what happened with me all these years. How much torture I endured all these years! I- I-...."

Her voice become uneven and as she started to remember the torture, the pain her body holds. The car is now filled with silence, only soft sniffling and muffled crying sound can be heard. She can't even cry properly as she remembers how her fuppy and fupa(Uncle) punished her once because she cried out loud, she placed her hand on her mouth and silently keep weeping when her little body tremble a little due to crying.

All the time Azlan shut his eyes, his eyes was moisted due to her silent wailing. Her wailing depicts how much she has suffered due to past, he didn't stop her from crying but he couldn't bear her tear filled eyes. Thinking who the reason behind her remorseful past made his blood shot, his hand made a fist, his knuckles turned out white as he put more pressure on it and his forehead veins started popping out.

After a few minutes passed the sound of weeping started to decrease, and it fall all silence again. Now only the sound of breathing can be heard, this silence was peaceful yet so disturbing.

Azlan broke this disturbed peaceful silence with his deep voice,

"Jaan?"

"Hmm..."

"Now feeling better?"

Huriya gives a little nod to his question.

"Jaan I allowed you to cry because this will be the last time you will cry for someone else. Jaan I swear I will wipe away your all wounds. I will take your revenge and I will find our dadu again. It's my promise to you jaan."

Huriya's eyes glisten with a ray of hope, she don't know if he will be successful or not but the determination his eyes holds made her believe that she is not alone this time. She has someone with her, who will comfort her, will stand by her and will support her.

"Azlan you will find dadu and bring justice to my parents right?"

"Yes jaan, I will definitely give justice to Fima and Uncle. Those who are responsible for your this state will pay for their deeds."

He set his goal, maybe this is the beginning of the bloodshed and this is the beginning of Some Revenge of Past!

Her big doe eyes became all puffy and red for crying. The tip of her small nose became all red due to her crying and cheeks are all puffed up and red which made her look more cute and adorable.

How badly Azlan wanted to pinch that cheek of her, how he wanted to hold her face and give her a lot of kisses. How badly he wanted to touch her but no, he can't let his desires take his sanity, he wants to hold her but by rightfully.

He won't give his pure feelings the tag of Haram(forbidden desire) but will made it Halal(Consent ful and legal). He now will only admire and love his jaan with his eyes, without any kind of thought just admiration. But looking at her cute face he can't help but tease her.

"Now wipe those tear mark my cute tomato"

"You are again teasing me Azlan!"

She wiped her face while giving Azlan a glare with her big puffy eyes.

"But jaan my anger isn't reduced, you still will get punished."

Azlan stated these words when his eyebrows started to wiggle and Huriya became all blank when she heard this word,

"Huh?"

"So ready for the punishment jaan?"

Huriya became all confused when Azlan made this statement, unaware of the events that will happen next. Without wasting any time Azlan pulled the accelerator again while his lip twitched forming a smirk on his devilish handsome face.

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Here bubbles your next chapter, Well still don't know when I will be able to get back but maybe soon.

Okay so today's whole chapter was formed only on my pov, and another thing as we are processing the story more dialogues will be in english more and less translated as I will use less bangla dialogues. So it will be easier to attach with the storyline more.

Don't worry From now on Characters POV will be given more.

So now bye and hope to see you all really soon!

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