Possession by Laila Ali (best authors to read txt) 📕

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A day had passed since then. She was in her room, last night she felt severe nausea along with that her breath begin to get short as she was having a panic attack, she tried to run for the door when the chain had stopped her.

She was screaming but due to the fierce wind, no one could hear her. 

She looked at the chain, her ankle was free yet but she knew soon the maid will come and lock her ankle again and it was then the maid came in, moving towards her.

She wanted to hide herself somewhere so she could not chain her. And to her surprise, the maid did exactly opposite. She took the chain and unlocked it from the side where it was locked with the bed post and removed it completely from the bed, taking it away.

She moved towards the door when Zahra's question stopped her.

"Where are you taking it to?" She asked.

"Sir has ordered, to take this chain away" she announced and left the room.

She frowned.

What?

She couldn't believe it, the beast himself had demanded to remove the chain. Nonthless, she didn't care, she was more than happy that her ankle would not be locked again.

She stood up and moved across the room, she could walk freely. This thought made her giggle. She was walking and no chain was grasping her ankle anymore. She moved and jumped on the bed like a kid. For three long days, her ankle was chained to the bed.

"Wohooo" she said while jumping on the bed and then she did a small dance which basically involved, swirling around the whole room.

She was so happy.

Unaware to her, he was watching her from the hidden camera in her room. Her child like tactics made him smile. 

She hasn't grown up yet.

Moving away from the screen, he dialed the intercom, calling her and she picked it up after two bells, contemplating to whether pick it up or not.

"Hello" she said, her voice getting shaky.

"Get ready, we are going to haveli" he told.

"Ok" she instantly replied, a small smile etching on her face.

"What were you doing?"

"Me"

"Whom am I talking to yet?"

"Me"

"Got my point?"

"Yes, yes, I was sitting, doing nothing much"

"Oh...so you weren't jumping like a 5 year old?"

What? How does he know?

"No, No, I was just sitting."

"Fine," he chuckled, "get ready soon" he said and hung up the call. 

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She was happy, extremely joyful. She wanted to jump on her bed like a child and do a dance, and wanted to hug every second person she met. It was after so long she was going to see her mother and other family members, Dua, Haya, Haseeb, Saif, Grandma, her uncle, all of them. Although she had just spent four days in his mansion but those four days were no less than four years for her. Her thoughts were eating her. She hadn't breathed in a gush of fresh air since so long.

She was feeling free after so long.

Right now, she was in the car along with Irtaza who was driving the car towards the haveli. Her heart was beating so fast and excitement was bubbling up inside her. The stylist had done wonders on her and she was looking so beautiful.

Today was the walima and Irtaza didn't want to have a big function so his grandfather decided to have a short family and friends dinner at the haveli. Moosa and Shehryaar were coming as well.

On reaching the haveli, Irtaza stopped the car infront of the metal gates waiting for them to open but Zahra didn't give a second thought and got out of the car, running inside.

She wanted to live freely within these few hours at the haveli, without any fear.

She walked towards the door, she was running practically, she couldn't believe she was back to haveli again.

Irtaza smiled at her child like tactics, but deep down he knew she isn't that innocent as she looks and again his heart opposed this notion of his. When the gates opened completely he got the car in and alighted from the car, moving inside the haveli.

Zahra was already there, meeting and hugging everyone in a warm tight hug. He could see, her eyes becoming teary.

He went so harsh with that girl.

She couldn't believe that she is actually meeting these people who seemed a dream two days ago. She was getting so claustrophobic and even she had vomited 2 to 3 times.

A sudden relief had entered her. She could no longer feel that chain grasping her ankle, she could walk freely, talk freely. Do everything what she wants and also could not feel the fear of him.

What could be more good to her than this feeling of freedom. She wanted freedom and she got it didn't matter, if it was meant for just a short while.

Soon enough, everyone sat on the dining table. Moosa was present there as well. Everyone was waiting for Shehryaar who was on his way.

"How marriage life is going Irtaza bhai?" Saif asked, trying to tease him but in return got a hard glare which shut him up and then he continued his conversation with Haseeb, Dua and Haya.

"Zahra, my daughter, did you feel any difficulty in adjusting there?" her grandmother asked and she shook her head.

"No, everything is fine" she replied.

She didn't want to disclose what he had done to her in that mansion. So far, from what she had observed, he was the one who controlled everything, every matter of the haveli, mafia, business so he would go against everyone to do what he wants, and it will increase his anger towards her and then he will punish her more which she can't take, also, his family would know his reality and it would break them and he didn't want to hurt his family. Although, it was her family too but he came first as he has been brought up in this haveli so he had the first right on these people. She didn't want to hurt the sentiments of her grandmother, her mother, his father and everyone so she remained quite finding no use of revealing this matter infront of others.