I stepped out of the car gaping at the huge hospital building in front of me. I've seen this hospital before....many times. But what shocked me is that....this hospital was made and funded by this Devil?!

"I'll park the car in the parking lot. You two go ahead." Taha told me and Ruzhaan. I followed him in trying to match up with his long strides.

He opened the door to a special ward and gestured me to go in. I was so scared as to what I might witness inside.

Then.... I saw him.
He was still unconscious, a heart rate monitor, IV drops and some other machines were attached to him along with the oxygen mask. I went and sat on the stool beside him with teary eyes.

"It's been two days. Why hasn't he woken up?" I asked

"He's in a coma. We took the bullet out but the bullet just scarcely touched past his heart valves. We can't say when he will wake up."
Said the doctor behind me who came to examine Uzair.

I couldn't help but cry harder.

"Aap patient ki kaun hai?"
(Who are you to the patient?)

I froze. How should I answer that? I was his fiance who's now married to his brother.

"Family friend." I answered finding my voice.

"Oh." he said continuing his work.

That bastard! He did this to him and he's just standing outside not even caring to see how his brother is. That heartless beast, is he even guilty?

Uzair's hand was right there but I couldn't hold it. I don't have the right to anymore. I am a stranger now... even more.

Third person POV,
Taha came and saw Ruzhaan peeking in through the glass gap. He felt bad to see his friend's sad eyes. He walked forward to him and kept a hand over his shoulder making him flinch and without words they shared a lot of feelings through their eyes.

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I came out to find the man waiting outside, as stone faced as ever. Bloody bastards! They don't even care about Uzair.

"Let's go." he said and without looking at them twice I started walking ahead.

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There are only men in the house so I feel so uncomfortable. There is a maid...but she leaves by evening. There are maybe 8-9 men but every hour the number increases or decreases. Another thing is that they all seemed to follow his every command, not out of fear but loyalty. Not one of them even dares to raise his eyes at me. It's like, they're more afraid of me than him.

Importing and exporting weapons is part of their job along with many others. I have seen many times him and Taha unloading and loading thier guns. They all have a favourite gun of some kind. The names they take go from top of my head. Taha treats his gun like his girlfriend. Eww! these Mafia and their habits!

I had to do something I can't be his captive forever. That day he made me kiss him. What if he asks for more?
Like hell he'll ask! What if he forces himself on me? What if he tries to claim me?! My parents, my old life, my college, friends... he stole everything from me. I can't sit back and watch him do whatever he wants. I want my old life back. I want to escape from here and I have to strive for it myself. Even Uzair is in a coma. First I have to escape from here so that I can save him later.

The police...the law... atleast someone has to help me!!!

So I made a plan...

That day, when Taha left his 'girlfriend' on the side table of his bed and went for a bath. I sneaked into his room and stole his gun running with it to the kitchen. I have seen it but now I have to try it myself. This is where he presses and removes the cartridge right?
It worked!
All the 6 bullets were intact. I turned it over to remove the bullet but my palm burned and they all started falling down. They were all so hot and heavy.

"What are you doing?!"

I flinched at the heavy authority voice and I turned only to find the devil himself. This is my chance!
'Don't blow it up Rahina'
I reminded myself and gathered up my courage as with fidgety hands, I raised the gun near my head resting the barrel on my temple. He watched me with a raised eyebrow.

"If you don't let me go... I'll shoot and kill myself." I said nonchalantly.

He smirked.
"Oh really? Go on then, let's see what you've got."

What?! He didn't even budge? It's not what I had planned. What do I do?!

"I.... I'll... I'll really shoot."

"Ok... I'm watching. Pull the trigger."

I had no choice. I pulled the key with my thumb to load the gun. Still he didn't budge. What heartless beast! I place my finger on the trigger.

"I'll really do it!"

"Make it quick. Will ya?! I have to attend a meeting. Let me see your brain burst out of your skull before that."

I felt nauseous just imagining it.
"I'll really pull it "

"Goodluck!" He mocked crossing his arms.

I closed my eyes and slowly stared pressing. A loud noise made my senses numb but before that I felt his hand grab my wrist and raised it up above as his body pressed on mine.

My eyes shot open as I gaped at him...he was soo close to my face.

What?! W...was there...r... really a bullet left in the gun. That means.... I really could've killed myself and my brains would've really splattered out?!

My body went numb along with my brain. He pulled the gun from my hands before my knees gave out and everything went dark.

Third person POV,
He sighed shaking his head looking at the unconscious girl in front of him on the floor.

She tries to be brave.... while she's actually a chicken.

He couldn't help but laugh. She was hilarious just now.

I'll really do it! ....how cute!

He bent down and lifted her up in his arms. Huh? 'She's not that heavy', he thought.

Careful, he placed her limp body on the bed and sat beside her. He hadn't really paid attention to her looks. He just wanted to steal her away from his brother to make him miserable but things got out of hand and....he ended up in the hospital in that state. Yes, he felt guilty.... horrible and.... for a change, terrified. But he couldn't blame that girl completely for that....who was now also his wife.

His wife huh?

He leaned forward observing her every facial feature....while tracing it ever soo gently with his fingertips.

She had an oval face and long wavy black hair. Thick eyebrows and almond eyes. He pinched her cheek. It was soo soft. He pulled both her cheeks as much as he could and chuckled to himself seeing how her face changed. She moaned sleepily. He observed her more. She has a long nose...cute... and her lips....
He Patted her lip with his finger. Not so plump... but soo soft.

He smiled as he remembered how these soft lips she had placed on his.
Her face had turned soo red afterwards.

He traced his finger tip repeatedly over her lips tracing them... memorising it's shape. It felt nice under his finger.

"I couldn't taste them properly back then....how do they taste actually?" He whispered to himself leaning towards her.

"Uzair...."

He froze as anger surged into him again. Right... she's in love with him....with that traitor of a brother. He got of the bed and angrily threw the blanket over her face storming out of the room.

Die with him then!

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I couldn't breathe...
Why is it soo suffocating!
Someone's choking me....
I'm dying....

I gasped sucking a long breath of oxygen desperately pushing away the heavy blanket off my face and sat up hyperventilating again.

Why was this blanket only on my face? Who would do such a thing ...and how did I even get here?

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It's been 2 weeks but he has never spent even a single night in this room. God knows where he goes at night. Maybe to another bitches.
Like hell I care!

I'm missing my family. I wanted to see them soo desperately. It's not like I can just waltz out of this house to meet them. I'm literally a captive here. So, I have no other choice but to ask for his permission.

"Shayad jaa sakti ho (maybe you can go)....but it depends." He said with a smug face

"On what?" I asked frustrated.

"Your payment." He winked.

I understand what he was talking about and heat rose to my cheeks. I looked around searching for something to break his teeth with. But of course, even if I did find anything... I didn't had the guts to do so.

"Forget it!" I said and stormed away.

Another day passed. I was dying inside! I wanted to see them soo desperately. It's just a kiss right? I've done it before so it shouldn't matter another time. If I keep caring about a stupid kiss and getting anxious everytime, he'll get his kick from it and he'll think he won. He'll always harass me and have that power over me. I just have to show him that all I'm doing is for Uzair. I was going to manipulate his weaknesses right?

So be it!

I'll give him his kiss, but even though it will be on his lips, it won't be his kiss. I smirked happy with my plan and went out searching for him. He was in the lawn doing his shooting practice with his gang members. The sound of gunshots still makes my skin crawl and heart jump. I covered my ears with my hands and walked towards him as his back was faced towards me.
It was really awe worthy as to how accurate his aim was though.

"Hey!" I yelled.

He didn't hear me. Just continued his work.

"Oye!" I yelled louder and all his men stopped thier practice, lowering thier heads but he gave no response.

"Oye khadus! (Hey miser!)" Irritated, I finally screamed grabbing his arm.

"Fuck!" He grumbled as he missed his aim.
"What?!" He yelled.

"Maine kaha tha na mujhe ghar jaana hai!"
(I told you right, that I wanna go home.) I said equally annoyed.

"Aur maine kaha tha ki ye free nahi hoga!"
(And I told you it won't be free.)

"Ha toh theek hai....le lo apni payment r jaane do mujhe ghar."

(Yeah alright then...take your payment and let me go home.) I crossed my arms.

He looked at me amused.
"Here?"

I nodded. He smirked that annoying...ugh...

He gestured with his gun for everyone to leave and the lawn was emptying. Only one man came to take his gun from him.

He stepped forward towards me as I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Good girl!"

"It's all for Uzair you know." I shrugged.

He chuckled.
"Dekhte hai kab tak Uzair ki tazbi padhti ho."
(Let's see till how long you keep chanting his name.)

I leaned forward getting on my toes but he stepped back stopping me. I eyed him confused.

"Dear wifey, yeh, us din ki tarah ek simple sa peck nahi hona chahiye.
(Like that day, it shouldn't be just a simple peck) take your time with the kiss."

My eyes widened.
"What?! Why?!"

"Tujhe is Ghar k bahar bhej raha hu. It's a big deal. So payment bhi badi hi honi chahiye." He smirked.
(I'm sending you out of this house. It's a big deal so the payment must be equally big)

"A..A...ki...kiss is a kiss. What's the difference?" I stammered looking away.

He stepped forward lifted my chin up with his finger making me look up at him.

"Shall I show you....."

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