Matters Of The Heart

8

MADIYA AHMED KHAN'S POV:
I begged them to leave me.
They've made me sit on the wooden chair and have tied my hands with the rope from past one hour.

" Please leave me, I beg you" I said
The man who was standing right infront of me, he pressed his gun onto my neck which made me choke.
"Shut up bitch, and don't worry your hero will come to save you" said the man who was standing beside me and let out his wicked laugh.

Another man who was standing at the back, came front and slapped me.
Tears filled up my already swollen eyes,
I shut my eyes tight, not knowing what can they do to me.
Opening my eyes I saw a man touching my lips, he was wearing a black suit.

He gave me his ugly smile leaning onto me,
I moved my head back, disgusted by his touch.
His gaze then turned to my chest ,
Gazing at it longer then a second.
A tear escaped my eyes not knowing what to do, ya Allah your the only one who can help me from this.

His hair fell over his forehead nearly hiding his lust filled eyes,
His face solemn as he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. "oh sweetheart, your too good for him, I seriously want to have a nightstand with you, but I can't as your so called boyfriend will kill me even for touching you".

Moving back he sat on the wooden chair infront of me, tears continuously rolled down my eyes as I took the courge to question " boyfriend?" He turned his gaze back at me, as he spoke his voice hard "acting smart like your boyfriend ha? Don't worry I'll answer for you.
Your so called professor Mr zayyan Hussain Malik" zayyan? Terror overtook my face knowing that they kidnapped me because of zayyan.

"What have I done to you all? Please let me go please" I said hoping they would listen to me, he let out a deep chuckle as he whispered" your taking it wrong sweetheart, your here because of your boyfriend, as we all know he loves you so much" he said playing with his gun.

What? No this isn't true " No zayyan doesn't love me , please let me go" I whispered low not having anymore Strength in me to fight.
Before he could speak, a call interrupted him, he glanced at the ID and suddenly a fear consumed his eyes.

Receiving it he moved to the corner of the room, I tried hearing the conversation,
"Yes Mr M, the plan is going according to you said, she is still with us" with that he disconnected the call and sat in the chair infront of me.

Who is MR M? Why does he want to take revenge from zayyan?
Our attention turned to the bunging of the door, as the door swung open revealing a furious zayyan standing there, his fist clenched in a tight ball ready to hit anyone who comes his way,
His eyes softened for a second as he stared at me.
I let out a deep breath which I didn't know I was holding.

His gaze then turned to my hands, then at my face, his eyes turning the darker shade of brown which I had never seen,
Taking a threatening step towards the man who kidnapped me, zayyan punched, making him stumble a little,
he then spoke gritting his teeth " didn't I tell you not to touch her? How dare you touch my girl Bradyen?" He punched him again on his nose, 'my girl?'
I shut my eyes tight , what's happening here?

Two people who were standing right beside me pointed their guns at zayyan.
This caught my breath,
NO,
" please leave him, please I beg you all" I cried begging them to leave him.

Brayden chuckled which made zayyan to hold his throat, Brayden choked and tried to remove zayyan's hand, but Instead zayyan tightened his grip.
" Zayyan please leave him" I requested to which he punched him again.
I had never seen zayyan's monster side.
I didn't even knew he had one.

"Come straight to the point Brayden, and leave her, let her go" he said his face solemn, "sign these papers and take my case back, and I'll let her go, and don't worry she is still fresh" said Bradyen smirking, I felt disgusted.