Shoaib's pov

My blood boiled seeing her cry helplessly with that bastard's head near her bosom. How could she be this shameless?

I hurried to her room, as I knew which one was hers. I took everything I saw in the cupboard and returned.

But an unknown feeling erupted within me when I saw her so close to that man. She was so lost in another dimension that she forgot I was there too.

I walked to her, grabbed her forearm, and started dragging her towards my car.

The ride to the hotel was completely silent. She was just crying with hiccups, but I couldn’t care less.

I was sure she was unaware of her surroundings.

Reaching my room, I was about to order her to change, but suddenly my mind started working, and I spoke curtly:

"I will take you to your brother only if you marry me. "It's not a request, but a command.

She looked at me with confusion and shock.

Come on, guys, I don't want to waste this pretty dress.

She was about to get married, right? So she will get married today. The only difference is I am the groom now.

"Is it necessary to get married, Shoaib?" she asked with quivering lips.

It is to torment you

" Yes, outsiders are not allowed there," I lied, hoping she would believe me.

"But..." she started to say, but I interrupted.

"Listen, I am not dying to marry you. I am just helping you because of Rubab," I lied again, pretending to be irritated.

"Shoaib, I can't marry you. I don't even kn..." Again, I cut her off.

"Okay, the choice is yours, lady. Let your brother die there, who cares?" I said.

"No... don't say this. I can't lose my only relationship," she broke down.

I don't know why, but her tears were doing something to my heart.

"Can't we just act?" she asked, wiping her tears.

And I don't know why, but I wanted to wipe her tears so badly. Her milky white skin was now all red and wet from continuous crying, and her green orbs—Rubab also had green eyes—but the way her eyes were casting a spell on me was completely new.

"Come on, Taniya. Do you think it's that easy? You know what? Let your brother die there," I said, leaving the room but halted, feeling her hands on my biceps.

"I will marry you," she said with tearful eyes.

I internally smirked. How easy it is to manipulate a broken woman?

But poor her, does she really think I will marry her for real?

Naive girl.

**

After signing the nikah nama that name's sake  imam announced us husband and wife, and I couldn't help but praise his acting skills.

That Nautanki  literally arranges fake witnesses too.

And here we take the first step towards my revenge.

Shahram already booked the tickets, but can someone please tell him that I am newly married?

How can I ignore this? My wife is sitting in my room clad in a red joda.

"Let's have some fun tonight..With my name only wife "

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