He didn't wanted to go back and see her. But he had to.  There was still hope in him. The marriage is not done yet. It might be him last shot for her. His swollen eyes gazed at the door, his steps were heavy like he carried the mountains on his shoulders. Never in his life , he imagined this kind of suitation. He cursed the moment when his father took away the money .

What he didn't know was it didn't matter what his father did to the money , he had this coming. Asad couldn't change his fate now . Would he accept it , to just give up on her , the woman he admired , desired and love from all the heart. He had dreamt of her since childhood . He couldn't give up on her like this.  He was ready to sacrifice his home for her. He could on the roads, all he wanted was to be with her.

He reached her room, standing the door. He needed to have his conversion done with her. What if she wasn't happy with it either. Was she doing it willingly and happily. Was she happy with the man she was marrying. Did she knew him before. Thousands of unanswered questions hanging in his mind. He would never find peace if it wasn't for Aliza's happiness. 

Her lover opened the door, after an unanswered knock. At first he was not sure if he must enter the room uncalled. For an unknown reason, everything made sense and there was no bondage for Asad. He didn't felt it. He didn't wanted to limit himself as he had done before.

His eyes narrowed to a small figure, in lahnga ( wedding dress ). He had never seen a girl so beautiful  on this whole life. For a moment, Asad had forgot she was going to be someone's bride. It was a dream come true for him , seeing her like this . The only difference was he wasn't her groom. It wasn't for him , she had dressed so marvelous . The silk fabrics of her blouse, perfectly elaborated her divine curves. She wore a pair for gold earrings. With emarald stones impinged on it . Her necklace was beautifully places around her long neck. The strings of which dived in the valley of her breasts. The woman looked so ample and petite at the moment.

Sudden realisation hit Asad. He came closer to her , as she noticed him standing beside the door gazing at her. She wanted to explain everything to him but was it too late to do so.  She had gathered all her strength to accept this marriage as her fate. There was no turning back now . It didn't mattered if she had to broke Asad's heart in peices. Little did she know , she already had crushed his feelings the moment she told the family about the marriage..

Asad came closer to her, maintaining a safe distance between the two. It was not what the bride to be had excepted. He needed him to be her, to support her, to  tease her so that she could laugh at his deadly moment. Aliza missed what they had . She missed the Asad, before all this when they were simply cousins .

"Are you sure ? You want to do this ?",his voice was trembling. By this time, she had known the man had cried hard for her.  If she went soft at this moment,she might never be able to marry the stranger. .
"Do I have a choice Asad ?", She spoke ,baldly. Her  voice lacked emotions. It was as if she wanted this . Why the pretenses? Asad thought.

It was easier this way. Only if Asad knew how she felt about this. He would let go of her . He couldn't be able to forget her. It was better he thinks for her as the betrayer . Atleast one of them could live happily and start a new life. 

"Why are acting like this Aliza? As if you wanted this ?" He snapped back at her.  He didn't know what to say to her now.. Did she really wanted this . ?

She couldn't do this . Aliza remained silent . She knew ,she wasnt good at acting.  It was impossible for her to pretend like she didn't care.

Warm hands encapsulated her. He kissed her knuckles.  Asad was about to cry . She couldn't believe her eyes. She saw pure love and affection in them .

"I want you to be happy. That all . If you want to marry that man. Do it . " He said in a cold tone. He could feel his chest aching now . His heart did hurt as if someone's had ripped it out of the chest cavity and squeezed all the blood out of it .

Aliza's vision became blurry . She didn't know how to get out of this suitation now .

"I love you Aliza . I have loved you through my entire existence. Just be happy ",it looked like it was his last words to her. 

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Aliza look her seat beside the man she was about to marry . His uncle and aunt along with Asad, who didn't want to come but was forced to joined her as well. She didn't even know the man's name yet. She didn't wanted to look at him . His uncle had already met him, both thankes each other for the favour they endured to each other.

All man accesses each individual on the table. It was a huge hotel , he had booked. He was simply rich. His suit dripped of money and fame . He looked fresh. He beard was perfectly shaped . It wasn't too much neither too little. It was just perfect. Everything about him was perfect. His heart filled with joy when he saw her love walking in the lahnga he took hours to select. He needed something that would enhance her beauty more. He would now be acting more arrogance and highly around all the men to have a wife like Aliza.

All the things he had thought he would do to her . He couldn't control his beast . He needed to get done with the Nikkah ( marriage ceremony) as soon as possible. His gaze captured a fimilar figure of Asad ..Now he knew who he was. He wanted to ripe apart the man to touch her , what was his . He wanted to burn his hands and take out his brain for thinking for her.

The marriage papers were signed ..

Ahmed Ghazi son of Yousuf Ghazi , the bride read her husband name after she had signed the paper..

She looked at him, only to find him watching her.  His eyes were dark and dangerous. His smirk looked evil.
" May I ?", he asked Her, directing his hand in her waist.

God, he was aching to touch since the morning. He wanted to kiss her so badly .Now that he was his wife .He could finally do as he pleases with her.  She would love it .