Wearing that bridal dress again is a disaster for her because of the crippling guilt. He asks her to wear her nikkah dress if she wishes to meet her parents. Perhaps he is looking out to make a point to them that now she was his.
He enters the room...
Andaleeb couldn't believe how much of a normal life she had started to live here in her captive's house once he removed all restrictions from her as she said that she wouldn't try fleeing again. She was allowed to move into the mansion and even into the garden freely. She could go to the market and any other place nearby, but that too with security and a compulsory maid with her. Masab still had meals with her and just like this instance, they had their regular bedtime coffee as well on the rooftop.
He still pissed her off and she hated him. She even now couldn't bear his sight but Andaleeb was tolerating this all for her ultimate victory. She had to become poised, understanding, and calm to make him fall into the lie that she had accepted his captivity. But in reality, she just needed to enter his parents' house and then start her own game. A perfect lesson for this man who thought that the whole world revolved around him and he could use anyone for his own gain. The love that he claimed was high; she would make sure to trick him into this same love and bring a downfall for him.
He looked at her beautiful face. Andaleeb was wearing a flowery red nightwear maxi dress. She seemed more and more relaxed and comfortable around him, not making any fuss as those of earlier days but he was the master of reading faces and eyes.
Somewhere deep down, he tracked Rebellion, and a storm itched in her eyes. Andaleeb wanted to fool him and he would happily become one. Masab just wanted to have her in his life. The game she wanted to play, he would make it tempting and mesmerizing for her so that Andaleeb could also feel those flames and blazes that were scorching Masab in his love for her.
He moved his hands in the air. "I can't trust you, Andaleeb. Who knows that once you reach your house, you will go out of my hand? Or worse call police and tell them that I kidnapped you."
She smirked. "Really? I didn't know your scheme would be this raw and weak."
Masab laughed in the reply. Becoming a damn antihero was really not that easy in real life. But this woman would be the death of his. The one who changed him altogether and made him so whipped for her. "A wise person doesn't fear acknowledging his weakness and I won't risk anything to prove myself as undefeated in front of you."
Andaleeb didn't say anything in reply, but she kept on glancing at him in curiosity. He was really insane and weird.
"If you really want to meet your family, then first have nikkah with me and only then I'll allow you. I'll have our nikkah recorded in case you try to betray me. And then you will come back to me. Your next meeting with your family depends on their reaction to what happened to you. I won't meddle then," he retorted, skillfully sounding like a jerk to Andaleeb.
She pressed her lips together. "And what will I tell them about where I spent a month and why I married you? They will kill you once they know what you have done with me."
He smiled. "Oh sweetheart, I don't fear death in love. And do you really think of me as a fool that I will just ruin my own game after getting you in my life with so much difficulty?"
Her jaw twitched in anger, but she refused to give any react. Of course, how could she just miss this fact of how influential this guy would be? Her parents wouldn't accept her so easily with just another guy than Aurang. They loved her, but they loved their values more. He could twist everything in his own favor in front of her family. She has already fled from her house for Aurang and Masab would surely use this to taint her name. She would let him take the lead here and gain victory. But after that, Andaleeb would take the rope of this game into her own hands for sure.
So now she was sitting on the seat of her dressing table, all ready as a bride. A trusted beautician had come over to provide her with a perfect makeover and hairdo. The dress which she wore was also arranged by Masab and reached her by Nina's hand.
It was a beautiful and heavy silver-white magnificent bridal attire. The blouse, sequin, and gorgeous thread work had a round neckline, which showed the perfect contours of her collarbones and neck. The borders just ended over her waist with small white shimmery pearls, giving a sophisticated look. The sleeves were made of the net having embroidery over them, which reached her wrists.
The lehenga was stunning which would attentuate the body like a mermaid dress. The border was airy and would spread like a lehenga, having beautiful embroidery once again. In the end, she was made to wear a white colored net bridal dupatta over her hair, which the beautician had styled as wavy loose curls that came out from a cute updo on her shoulders and back.
The dress was matched with an expensive diamond necklace with green pearls over it. And lastly, the silver high heels were looking pretty over her slim feet. Andaleeb looked at herself in the mirror. She might be looking beautiful but right now, the reflection of the girl staring back at her made her feel hatred for her.
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She was dressed up as a bride a month back too. That was for Aurang. And now she didn't even know anything about him. All because of this selfish man who considered himself her owner. He ruined her and snatched away every happiness from her.
Andaleeb suddenly recalled Aurang and it made her teared up. How they wished to live a happy and love-filled life, and how, ironically, she was dressed up to become the wife of an unexpected man.
"You are looking so pretty, Andaleeb. Mr. Masab will be charmed and enthralled seeing you for sure. I can see why he chose you as his bride. You are just so stunning and breathtaking. You guys make a perfect couple," the beautician praised her.
She just smiled at her. Very soon, she would give him a taste of his medicine. And it would start from the day she would be called as his wife.
