Zayan's heart was pounding wildly. A few beads of sweat were glistening on his forehead. He stood outside the small house, unable to muster the courage to knock on the door. He didn't know why, but a strange fear gripped his heart. He didn't even know what he was afraid of. On the other side of the door was the woman who had haunted his dreams for so long. And just a few days ago, he had learned that she was not a dream, but a reality. She was a part of his life. She was his wife. The mother of his child. Zayan didn't know how to face her after so many years. What would he say to her? Why hadn't he come all this time? And even more importantly, he still didn't remember anything about her. He had only thought of her as a dream until now. And Muntaha...was she still waiting for him? Or...Zayan couldn't think beyond that. Maybe that was why he couldn't even muster the courage to knock on the door. She was his wife, but he didn't remember her. Despite that, she held a special place in his heart. Even though he had forgotten her, he didn't want Muntaha to forget him. A strange desire was growing in his heart that she would still be waiting for him. With great courage, he knocked on the door. He felt like his heart was about to burst. The door opened. -------- Haunted by dreams of a mysterious woman, Zayan returns to a life he doesn't remember, facing a past shrouded in amnesia. His heart aches for a wife he doesn't know, a love lost in the fog of time. Will he unlock the secrets of his forgotten life and reclaim his lost love, or will the truth shatter his dreams forever?

'Aren't you my wife?' Hadi retorted, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. Masooma remained silent. 'Not for too long,' she replied. 'And what made you think so?' 'You.' 'Haven't you heard I change my mind?' 'May I know why?' 'You want to hear your praises from my mouth?'Hadi smiled. 'No, I want to know what made you change your mind?' Masooma remained unfazed. 'Look, you have transformed well. You possess all the qualities to be my wife.' 'Hadi Yusuf, have you wondered if you possess all the qualities to be my husband? You are irresponsible, arrogant, egotistic, ill-mannered, and somewhat narcissistic,' Masooma said. Hadi, growing angry, abruptly stopped the car on the side and glared at her. 'Get out,' he barked. ---------- When the arrogant and wealthy Hadi Yusuf married Masooma at his mother's request, he had no intention of falling in love with her. In fact, he planned to divorce her as soon as possible. However, after years of marriage, something unexpected happened. Masooma transformed into the woman of Hadi's dreams, and he found himself falling deeply in love with her. Unfortunately, Masooma's heart had already been hardened by Hadi's initial rejection and indifferent treatment. She no longer saw him as anything more than a stranger, and she had no interest in pursuing a romantic relationship with him. Undeterred by her rejection, Hadi is determined to win Masooma's heart. He knows that it will be a difficult task, but he is willing to do whatever it takes to prove his love to her. Will Hadi's persistent love be enough to overcome Masooma's past hurt? Or will she forever remain out of his reach?

Now, she was my prey and I was her predator. She couldn't escape from me m I put a lingering kiss on her soft spot and she shivered. My lips twitched into a smile. I put her soft spot between my teeth and nibbled it hard. Then I suck the skin to ease her pain. She gasped. I started to bite everywhere on her neck. After being satisfied enough that I have left enough marks of mine. I finally released her. Her neck which was scar free now, it was filled with my hickeys. I slammed both hands beside her and caged her. "Now, baby if you don't want to show my love bites to anybody you will keep your hair open. RIGHT?" -------- Ayan was madly in love . But , not with the girl who he was supposed to marry. But to the girl who was her sister and whom he rejected at first. And, the most important thing was she hated him from the core of her heart . After many planning and plottings he finally succeeded to marry her. But , at the day of their marriage everything changed. He lost his memories and the girl he loved . And , his love was in a grave danger. He had to reach her before someone else does. Would he become successful to find her and f****d her to be his? Or , he would lost her forever.

"No!" I shouted with my all strength." I don't want to marry you."I shouted again. His eyes were turning into the red. He was looking horrible. Suddenly he held my wrist with full force."Ahh!"I moaned in pain."I am feeling pain....Let me go....."I sobbed."Why?..Why don't you want to marry me? I am handsome! I have a lot of money....I can keep you happy both physically and mentally."He said leaning towards me. He was getting closer to me.I wanted to run but I couldn't as his grip was really tight.He was going to kiss me.I pushed him with my full force and I slapped him.He became furious.His anger was visible on his face.He looked at me devilishly and pulled me towards him.I collapsed with his well-built body.He then pinned me with the wall and start kissing my neck." please! leave me."I pleaded to him.He bite near my collarbone ."Ahh!"a moan escaped from my mouth as it hurt a lot."Be prepared, baby! For everything, I am going to do to you tonight."He smirked ."I will make you mine at any cost. It's better if you get ready for our nikkah. Else..."He stopped and again leaned over me. "I won't mind living with you without marriage,"he whispered.