Maya's POV

I was lost in him when car halted with a jerk. He looked at me, I quickly lowered my eyes gripping the skirt in fist. His eyes were boring inside me like he fears that if he took his eyes off me then I would run. I was nervous and praying Allah to stop this shameless man from staring at me.

You were also staring at him a minute ago. Shameless!!

I gulped harder realizing that I was also staring at him. Suddenly the door of car opened and hand was placed in front of me. I looked up only to look at him smirking and his hands in front of me. When did he come here? Oh Allah! I truly embarrassed myself.

"Jaan, are you coming out by yourself or I have to carry you in my arms? Though I don't mind." He said with a grin and winked at me. I quickly placed my soft hands in his rough ones and hoped out of car while holding my dress. I was sure that I had a light pink shade dancing on my cheeks. He interlaced our fingers and I hold his left arm with my right hand.
We walked to door with the help of bodyguards as there was a lot of media. There were again alot of questions of our wedding and Rohaan's formula of success. He ignored it and I clutched his arm a little tight and whole time my eyes were glued to red carpet which led to an amazing hotel.

As soon as door of hotel was opened, my eyes saw a beautiful sight folding in front of us. A big chandelier shining to light up the darkness of the hearts. A beautiful design on the floor which were listening and bearing every tap of heel or shoes. Children running here and there. Men were busying themselves in business talk and women in new gossips around the rich world. Women magnificent dresses were moving as they talked or laughed. I was awestruck by the beauty of the so called rich party. My jaws were literally touching the ground.

Suddenly Rohaan gently pushed me to people with a smile on his face. He knew I had seen this type of party for the first time. Sure we were rich but baba and mama never took us to these extravagant type of parties. They always told us to not to spend money without any need. 'Your needs are much more important than your wants' ,he would always say us this.

We met some people or should I say half of the people in party. It's like everyone knew Rohaan and sometime it happend that people came and greeted us but Rohaan didn't know who were they. We then met the host of the party and his wife made me go with her to make me meet some more women in the party. Everyone treated me like I was some type of queen or what. They would say 'you are wife of Rohaan? Oh you are beautiful. You are one lucky girl.' Then they would talk to me with so much respect. Sometime I could see the jealousy rolling in some eyes and at other times they would plaster it with fake smile. Some people were actually happy that Rohaan got married and settled down while other were blinded by jealousy and the jealous one were the women around my age. Did the want to marry him? This thought only wandered in my mind and somehow made me uneasy and angry at same time. I sighed.

In the group of women, to be honest I was like alone. My eyes wandered and stopped at the most handsome hunk. My rohaan. He was standing tall with broad shoulders and a light subtle complimenting his milky white complex. He had dominating aura around him. A light smile and professionalism manner was speaking of his strength in this business world. People were surrounding him just to talk a little bit with him.

My Rohaan...

Shut up and leave me alone!!

Wow! Now I was talking to my subconscious due to this handsome man. I am truly finished. I excused myself to get some drink. The woman next to me insisted that I could take it from waiter but to be honest I just wanted to get away. I humbly denied her and went to take a juice from table. I took a juice and looked around at this magnificent party.

"Maya"a faint-shocked voice called my name. I turned to look at that person.

"A-Alisha." A gasp left my mouth and her name rolled down my lips involuntarily.

She looked beaitiful. A blue maxi was hugging her body perfectly showing her curves. Her long dark-chocolate brown hairs were rolled in bun, leaving some strands teasing her cheeks. Her makeup was a little bit dark at least according to party, mine wasn't at all. She was really epitome of beauty just like any men wants.

Before I could say anything. She turned her back at me and walked off in her husband direction. I shrugged and again started to walk towards that gossip group. But before I could go there the wife of host took me to Rohaan by my arm as she and her husband wanted to make me introduce to my husband's business partner. As soon as I went to Rohaan, he interlaced our fingers and give me a light smile which was enough to make my thoughts about Alisha, go away. He introduced me to some old business men and then suddenly Zain came to host, Iqbal jahangir and met him with respect. Iqbal sahab(sir) introduced us to Zain and Alisha not knowing that we already know them. I was nervous what of Rohaan got mad at Zain about what he had done in mall? Allah! Save me. Now I wish that Ammar and baba could come as they were too invited but due to some work the couldn't come.

His hand snaked around my waist and he pulled me in his side possessively. There was some kind of eye war going between Rohaan and Zain making situation more awkward. But soon it was stopped and tgeir eyes snapped to man meeting Iqbal sahab. He then hugged Zain and then Alisha. For a second I was shocked that how could she let another man touch her? But it wasn't my problem, his husband had no problem than who was I to say something. But my mind froze when the same man placed his hand in front of me expecting me to give him a shake hand. My eyes snapped from his hand to his eyes then again to his hand. But vefore I could excuse Rohaan gave that lerson a good and tight shake hand immediately making me smile. He then left that person hand and again brought me more closer to him by waist, making me somewhat comfortable in his arms.

"Possessive much?" The same guy said with a chuckle.

"Whatever you can say but I will highly suggest you to stay away from my wife and never try to touch her." He said it with a smile but hold a quite dangerous threat in it.

How had he managed doing it? This man had amazed me in every single second I had lived with him till now.

That guy nodded and went away and Iqbaal sahab chuckled to ease the tension in the surrounding. Iqbaal sahab went away asking us to enjoy the party as he had to attend some other guests too. We four were left alone. All this time my eyes were lowered. I would have shivered in Zain's presence because of  his smirk too but Rohaan's presence was making me comfortable and at the same time gave me strength telling me I was not alone in this.

Before Zain or Alisha could say something his voice reached my ears.

"Meri jaan! Why don't we go and meet  some of my business partners?" I almost rolled my eyes at meri jaan but stopped myself and smiled while nodding.

"Excuse us." Rohaan said and we walked towards his one of business partner. I could feel their eyes still lingering on us. To be honest I was kinda satisfied. As Rohaan was talking to some men, I excused myself and went to bathroom to settle my hijab. I went inside and looked at my state, it wasn't bad just my hijab a little bit unsettled. I was settling it when someone stood near me. I looked at the person's reflection in mirror. In all her glory miss Alisha or should I say Mrs Zain was standing.

"How's everyone at home?" She asked me but I never gave her response.

"How's my parents? Mom talked to me a week ago but dad hadn't talked to me for ages." She said in a sad voice.U again didn't reply and continue to play with my hijab.As soon as I was satisfied with my hijab, I ignored her and got out of the bathroom. Alisha came after me furiously and stood in front of me. But then her expressions changed and she smirked.

"You got what you want right?" She said with a smirk. I raised my eyebrows questioning her with them.

"You always had this crush on Rohaan and then you started calling him brother just to get away with this feelong. Now you have married him. You just wanted his sympathy so he could accept you that's why you left Zain right? It was always him, Rohaan." She said but then my eyes were enough to make her realize that I didn't but Zain had left me for her.

"Are you trying to make me furious? But my so called best friend, you are forgetting something, I am daughter of Javed Chaudhary and sister of caring Ammar Chaudhary and eife of Respectable businessman Rohaan Khan. So I am definitely not going to let them down by screaming my anger in front of people. And my dear, I never cheated someone." The last line I whispered near her ear which was enough to make her flinch and shiver. Not many people were there so I was happy that we didn't have this mini conversation in front of people.

I looked around only to find Rohaan coming towards us, he tasked if everything was okay looking at the shocked Alisha, I gave him sweet smirky-smile. He shook his head and hold my hand asking me to eat something. Before going I took a look back only to find tears escaping from her eyes.

Should I feel sorry for her or for my behaviour?

We ate dinner and then said our bye to host and went home. Rohaan kept quiet in whole ride and I wonder why?

We reached home and I told Izzah about party leaving my encounter with Alisha. Rohaan and I then changed and prayed Isha. Then I was applying night cream when he sat on couch and kept looking at me.

"So, I was your crush huh?" My eyes widened. He had listened our coversation. He was holding a sly smirk.

"I-I..."

"Yeah, you..."

Oh Allah! This was truly going to be one long night.

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