Noor p.o.v
" Mam please wear this " a women in middle age ask me to wear wedding dress .
Akram lock me in a room but left me untie because he wanted me to get ready for our so called marriage .
Like hell I am going to marry that loser maniac .
" Mam please wear this or sir will get very angry " she spoke with fear .
" Tell your sir that Go . To . Hell" I gritted my teeth angrily.
" Mam plea- " before she could say anything the devil appear slamming the door open .
" I heard you are not behaving properly " he smirk as he sign the women to go away , fear stricken my chest again as I am alone with him in the room.
" What are you scared again " he mock me while I look away stubbornly.
" Wear this " his expression change as he gritted his teeth angrily.
" No " I stubbornly glared at
