Afreen 🌺 Part 23🌺

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Afreen

Part 23

The same day, Morning

The temperature of the Shahbaad had gone down with the snowfall and now the valley was covered with snow at various places. Even though the temperature remains colder throughout the year but there has been a further decrease in the same. As the result, Dua ended up sleeping getting herself late for the day.

It was Shayaan who had the insight and had helped her in collecting her stuff and has managed to get her to her university on time.

Even though he had wanted to talk to his wife about the said security but she was late, so he just kissed her cheek as she hurried inside not even casting a glance on his poor self.

Dua was walking miles looking at the watch when she found someone following her. She stopped and turned to see the same man who had harassed her sometime back. She stopped looked around to find someone but no one was there.

This time she knew that she cannot cry. Shayaan has been a force who has made sure that she was physically strong. He has worked hard with her, encouraged her, bore her mood swings but he has never let her down.

Her heart was beating fast but she chose not to get scared. She knew that if she gets scared today then she will never be able to get the confidence again. She wouldn't be able to to give justice to that progressive man who was her husband. The man who has been her rock.

Maintaining a calm posture she looked into the eyes of her molester and asked him at once wanting to end it at once.

"Kya masla hai aapke saath? Kyun hamara peecha karte rehte hain?" Dua asked the man who was standing infront of her blocking her way for the second time.

She was even scared a little because it was again a secluded corridor but her toughened expressions didn't deter. She clutched her bag closer to her chest and looked straight into his eyes maintaining the eye contact and demanded an answer again.

"Bolte kyun nahi hain aap?" Her words were laced with power and her voice was a notch higher.

Azeem Mir looked at the petite girl infront of him. No, the woman standing infront of him was same yet he could see a different aura surrounding her. She was still wearing a simple yellow suit and her head was covered like always but failed to noticed that the woman had an expensive ring on her finger. The thick gold bangles on her wrist screamed that she wasn't some ordinary girl from any ordinary middle class family like the girls he had ruined in the past.

He smirked and rubbed his thumb across his lower lip and said menacingly.

"Itna gussa.. I really like you more now and now it would be better to tame you.. bas kuch din aur and you will be in my bed screaming my name."

Dua felt her insides burning with his words. His shameless and abusing words made her eyes burn and she knew that something was coming up. She felt like getting a dejavu. She could find her heart beat raising. For a small moment she found that there was Faaris standing infront of her. The fear that was deeply instilled inside her suddenly resurfaced.

"There is so much to feel.."

"You feel so soft Dua.."

His words were suddenly mixed with something similar she had heard in the past. She felt herself getting edgy and the frustration of not being strong came like a force as she lashed out at him.

"I am not some prey to be tamed.." she took a step closer to him in order to intimidate him.

For now she didn't cared if she would be expelled or suspended. Nothing mattered to her except her self respect and the urge to protect herself from the likes of men who think that she was just a piece of flesh, a doll to be played with and then conveniently discarded.

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