HIS DOLL

32- Almost Caught

*** AALIFA NIYAZ***

'What did he expect me to tell my heart now? That the one we almost latched our world with turned out to be unfaithful?'

That disgusting animal couldn't control his lust too. I didn't take any risks, who knew he would make me please him? So I acted oblivious.

I lied about my periods too just so I could take Zaviyaar's permission to go out. I called someone to get on an update and now this was my chance.

I won't forgive him for toying with my emotions... yet I wanted to see. Were those feelings truly a lie? I wanted to know.

"We are here." Akram informed me when we reached the mall as I began to explore, buying anything I liked as that filthy rich man had no regard towards the prices.

"Aren't you tired?" Akram asked in a groan when we were walking for the past two hours.

"Why would I be? I am out after months. Can you please get me some ice-cream, Akram?" I smiled, taking a seat in the food court.

"Huff,"

Rolling his eyes, he left, leaving the bags with me as I went into ponderings. Nothing was pleasing me anymore. Nothing.

I didn't know whether I should trust any of his words. About me being superior.

'He is a Heathen. Girl, of course, he lies.' I couldn't get those words out of my mind.

'Did you tell your previous women the exact thing? Did you do the same with others too for your satisfaction? Do I hold any meaning? Are you lying? Are you sincere?'

A tear pricked in my eyes, disturbing me mentally. I was afraid to ask Zaviyaar- What if he manipulated me again?- What if I came to know that my worth was nothing too?

I was afraid to know.

As I was lost in my thoughts, the main reason I agreed to come here appeared before me.

His wife.

"Madam!"

Leaving everything, I rushed to her. There she was, the wife of Zaviyaar Sheikh, holding her head high in pride, surrounded with an elegant aura.

Despite her age, she looked captivating. Why would he place another woman in her place?

"Yes?" She asked in a low, kind tone, flashing an instant smile.

I remembered Asad mentioning about her leaving him, maybe he was doing this to hurt her?

"Saira Sheikh, right? Wife of Zaviyaar Sheikh, right?" I asked expectantly.

"Yes? Do I know you?"

She raised an eyebrow, scanning me. Since I was wearing an abaya, she couldn't see my face.

"No, you don't but I do. I am a big fan of your husband. I have seen all of his interviews, his works for poor people. I feel honored." I faked excitement.

She chuckled gracefully, "Thank you very much, Dear. My husband would be delighted to hear that."

"Really?! I can't tell you how happy it made me. If you don't mind, can I have a few minutes?" I asked expectantly, motioning to her sit with me.

"Sure."

We sat down, waiting for me to speak as I wanted to tell her everything her 'beloved' husband did to me. I would so she could realize what a monster he is.

"It was such a hard time for me after my fiancé died, he used to work for Sir Zaviyaar, he helped me and my Father in the times of mourning. I am grateful for him."