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This left razia stunned. It's not that she wasn't expecting any kind of outburst from him...In fact that's the reason why she wanted to leave immediately. Looking at his changing gaze she could easily sense the turn of emotion in him... She tried to flee but that was too little and too late. He had her by then... But how can she let him have his way like this!!! razia retorted back. 'How dare you touch me? Leave me...right now.' She tried to push him away but he was way too strong for her. She was helplessly locked between the wooden door and the rock solid built of mirza. His face was just inches away from hers...She could feel his irregular breathe on her face. His proximity was rushing disgust through her veins. She just wanted to run away from his clutch...Somehow.

razia's silence to his order angered mirza. He went again, 'you will have to forget him...and come to ME...do you get my point?' With his last words mirza strengthened his grip on her...making her almost fuse to him. This made razia incensed with anger...She yelled, 'don't even think of that...I will never leave Sanjay...he is my life...he is my love...aisa sochna bhi mat...now do YOU get my point?'... But things didn't turn out the way she thought it would be. Her primary shock at the whole occurrence was gradually bending into fear...fear of something unknown...fear of mirza.

'Leave me mirza...mujhe jana hai...I can't stay here anymore...please...let me go.' ... razia was panicking...She started struggling in his arms. She put in all her efforts to free herself from his hold. But with this she was unknowingly plunging herself deeper in trouble. Incessant brushing of her delicate figure against his perfectly toned body was slowly raising his inner desires...This sweet friction was awakening his carnal senses...Something he never wanted to happen at this stage. He knew it would make situation difficult for him. But at the same time he couldn't let her go as well. mirza somehow controlled himself and uttered...perhaps for the last time, 'Try to understand razia...I need you...'

'You try to understand...I love him.' razia tried her best to convince him. But alas! Fate had other plan in mind...and so did mirza.

mirza released her...He receded back few steps and fixed his gaze on her. 'Is this your final word?'

'Yes', replied razia.

'Are you sure there's no other way?' asked mirza with a stiff face.

'No...I don't think so.'... with this razia released a sigh...She thought finally this whole episode came to a closure. She breathed easy for the first time in last half an hour. razia was feeling relieved...but she had no idea that a huge shock was awaiting her...that too not very far.

mirza took some time to gulp down razia's rejection. He never imagined...one day he...would have to beg in front of a woman...Try everything but only be rejected at the end. He never imagined a woman can be so difficult to attain in life...He never imagined razia would reject him like that. All doors shut...All hopes crushed...Except one.

For last few minutes mirza was continuously asking his mind...How far he can go to get her?...How far he can go to make her his? ...Every time the answer was...Whatever it takes. Minutes after some mind storming session...finally mirza was decided. He knew what exactly he would do to bind her to himself...Forever. In other words...He knew what was the only thing he could do now...to make her his own'. Finally mirza decided to stroll on the path, forbidden for gentle hearts.

'Am sorry razia...I don't want to hurt you but I can't let it happen...I can't let you go...I...I can't live without you...am sorry...I don't have any other way razia...am sorry.' This sudden and 'out of the blue' apology by mirza alarmed razia. It left her to wonder...Why this sudden apology??? Why is he saying all these??? What is he upto??? her mind was running in every direction for the answer...but things were beyond her reach. Hence she decided to confront him...'What do you mean?'

There was no reply to razia's question. mirza was standing there like a statue...A strange serenity was masking his look which razia wasn't being able to decipher...For some unknown reason it appeared to be the peace before storm to her. His strange behavior was slowly injecting uneasiness in her blood...making her nerves quiver in the apprehension of something unknown. She just wanted this to end...as soon as possible. Giving a final look at him, razia turned to open the door. She clutched the nob...but before she could twist it to unlock, something stopped her. It was mirza who pulled her dupatta.

This act of mirza sent a shiver down razia...An unknown fear was slowly engulfing her...What is he upto? Is he...he...? razia turned to face him... There he was standing with the end of her dupatta in his clutch. His dark eyes fixed on her...they were appearing way too darker. There was something very scary in those eyes...Something she couldn't ignore...'What is it? Rage? Passion? Obsession? or Lust?' Her trepidation was increasing with every passing second, just as the rate of her heartbeat. Somehow razia managed to utter, 'What...what is this?' This time as well mirza didn't reply...but it was his action that divulged everything to razia. he left her dupatta and clutched her hand. His piercing gaze was still fixed on her face...not even moving an inch. razia finally got the call. It was crystal clear to her...what his intentions were. Nothing left to be guessed anymore. razia knew the battle has begun and VICTORY was the only option she had.

There is a saying...'Lovers are selfish.' mirza never believed he actually fell in love with razia...If he had...he would have understood that he was just being a selfish lover...A lover who doesn't care about the world before his love. mirza was pursuing the result without knowing the reason. He wasted no further time and pulled razia to him and picked her up in his arms...making her almost squirm in fear and shock.

she was struggling terribly to get free from him till she had a pin of energy in her body..

FEW HOURS LATEER

mirza was lying beside razia... wrapping her in his arm...adoring her like a precious chalice. His world was never so complete...never so peaceful. His gaze fixed on her face...presently which was soaked in tears and unexpressed pain. She was broken in every possible way. mirza was aware of her condition. He knew what she had to went through. How she might be feeling then. But he was confident...his love and care will wash this and every other pain away from razia's life. He will win her someday...will give her everything she deserves...everything Mrs. altunia mirza is worth of.

mirza was caressing razia's arm, trying to sooth her. But his caring touch was stabbing razia like hell. It was bruising her already sore soul. She was lying like a lifeless body on bed. No movement, no reaction. Whatever he was doing or whatever he was saying was hardly making it to her ears. She just wanted this to come to an end. For the first time in her life razia regretted being a woman.

Few more hours later...

mirza lifted his gaze to look at the watch. It was 3'o clock in night...still few hours to morning. mirza had a very important appointment next day. He was supposed to reach Delhi before noon. But he wasn't feeling like leaving...he didn't want to leave razia in that condition. He wanted to be there with her...by her side...make her realize its SHE only, he cares about. He wanted to spend the whole day taking her in his arms...loving her...fondling her. How can he go away from her right now!!!

Some more minutes to this thought and mirza was decided. He wasn't going to Delhi. But he needed to communicate this to Abdul. mirza slowly moved out of the bed and picked up the phone. He dialed Abdul, who was in deep sleep. mirza's ring snapped Abdul's dream and pushed him out of his slumber, 'mirza!!! What are you doing in the middle of night?'

'Sorry yaar...for spoiling your sleep. Actually need to tell you something. I am not coming to Delhi tomorrow. You just take of the meeting. Ok?' with this mirza waited for Abdul's confirmation. But he didn't get what he expected.

'But mirza...your presence in mandatory there. IMPERIAL is going to sign the contract...how can it be possible without you!!! You will have to come...buddy.' Abdul replied, making things more difficult for mirza.

'Is it possible to postpone the meeting somehow?' asked a bewildered mirza.

'How can we mirza?...Delegates have already arrived. Aise last minute me meeting cancel karna...you know it will go against our reputation...I hope you can understand?' Abdul tried to put his logics forward but suddenly something struck his mind. 'mirza are you ok? Kuch hua hai kya?'

'No...no...nothing...nothing really...I...I was just not feeling like...anyway...agar aisa hai toh...thik hai...I will come.' Finishing the line mirza quickly snapped the call, before his absent mind let out any more information to his friend.

Now that was a really tough call for mirza. He had to leave razia like this...he had to. This made mirza thoroughly disappointed. He knew how much important it was for him to stay here. Be with her. A dejected mirza got on the bed...he crawled back to her. She was laying still...eyes closed...only flow of tears was a testimonial to the fact that she was alive. he leaned on her. He took her hand in his and pressed it against his lips. 'Don't cry love...I can't see you like this...I know am a bad...selfish...evil guy. But gimme a chance...I will prove myself to be the best husband in the world.' mirza kissed razia on her cheek. He took her hand to his heart. 'I need to leave for Delhi...in the morning. Ek important kaam hai...but will try to get back by evening. Till then you take rest here. Servants are here for your service. But you can always call me...if you feel like. Tomorrow we will leave for Mumbai to take my queen to my palace.' mirza completed this with a winning smirk and he pressed his lips on her's.

again the feel of her soft, delicate lips against his, drove an uncontrollable desire through him. His thought about staying away from her for hours...added an extra flame to it. mirza let himself sink to her aroma again. He slid his arm beneath her waist and pulled her to him...almost making her fuse to him. He explored her mouth...cuddled her softness...nibbled her smoothness...he loved each and every part of her body...adored her each and every curve. He claimed her...again and again.

His love...his torment...razia was hardly feeling anything...for her everything got over when he first violated her modesty. She lost everything with the loss of her dignity...now she was nothing but a corpse without soul. She even lost the power to feel what was happening to her...lost the power to feel altogether...was it love, lust or something else that he was showering on her. She was just waiting for it all to be over. This long wait and too much exhaustion pushed razia into slumber.