Mistress

Meher's p.o.v

He chuckled hearing me and whispered dangerously inhaling my scent," Oh really! My little tigress. You have gotten so much courage over the years that you are disrespecting me. Hmm! I will punish you for your disobedience on our wedding night. So, be prepared and do as I say otherwise, you will not hear your son's innocent voice again."

" Don't you dare to touch my son. Let me see my son. Give back my son," I snapped at him trying to free myself from his hold.

He replied smirking," If you want your son alive then get ready for Nikah(wedding). If you don't listen to me then I will make sure you never see your son's face again."

I am looking at the devil angrily when he took out his phone from his pocket and showed me some pictures of Mehrab. I saw that my little munchkin is lying on a bed like a lifeless body and his eyes are closed.

" Mera baccha(my child), I whispered touching the photos and tears blurred my vision.

I asked the devil angrily," What have you done to my son?"

" Oh my little love, I haven't done anything yet. If you deny to marry me then I will obviously do something which will cost you a lot," He replied dangerously caressing my cheeks.

Panicked rushed through my whole system and I felt like someone is snatching my life. He threatened me to kill my son. Is he even human? Does he have any idea that the child is also his? Should I tell him the truth? Will he stop then? I don't know. No, he will not stop rather he will find another way to bind me with him.

I never imagine in my whole life that just to control me and quench his lust for my body he will step so low. Tears were already blurring my vision and now they have started flowing like a never-ending stream.

" Please, don't do anything to my son," I pleaded joining my hands in front of him.

He pulled me closer to him and said caressing my lips," I will not do anything to that poor boy if you agreed to marry me."

" Please, I can't," I said closing my eyes trying to control my tears.

He grabbed my chin and said dangerously almost brushing his lips with mine," That poor boy is going to die because of his stubborn mother."

Saying that he jerked me off and I landed on the floor like a rag doll. I hissed in utter pain when my knee landed on the floor because of the sudden impact.

He is going to leave the room when I yelled loudly," I will marry you. Please, don't do anything to my son."

I closed my eyes due to pain inside my chest while I said the words. I again failed to protect myself. I am again blackmailed by him. He won again. The devil won again. I used to have some feelings for him but after seeing his behaviour I think I was a stupid to have some feelings for him.

Hearing me, he halted and turned his face towards me. He asked me raising his one brow," Are you sure? Are you ready to become Mrs Meher Sehreyar Al Seikh?"

" I am ready," I said with great difficulty and clutched the hem of my dress to control my emotions and tears. His name attached to mine is disgusting for me. But, I will do anything to save my son. For my son's safety even I am ready to give my life.

He came forward and stood up in front of me towering my defeated self. I am just looking at the floor with my teary eyes. With an abrupt turn, he stood me up on my feet holding my forearm.

He nuzzled his nose on my neck and said with his husky voice," Good girl, my love. You chose wisely."

I turned my face in another direction to avoid his strong cologne which is reaching at my nostrils and making my whole system filled with disgust and loathing for him.

" Let me see my son," I demanded with my trembling voice and bitten my lips to control my tears.

He clutched my jaw and looked at me with some emotions which I didn't understand. His eyes are roaming on my whole face and I didn't meet his eyes.

He replied softly," You can meet him after our Nikah. He is safe and sound. Beauticians will be here in a minute. Get ready to be mine."

After that, he pecked my lips softly and I didn't react. He left the room closing it with a thud sound. I jumped a little bit hearing the noise.

I yelled with total frustration and started sobbing. I am again helpless in front of him. I am hating myself for being helpless.

"Why Allah! Why? Every time he wins. Why are you doing all this to me? I asked looking at the ceiling but found no response.

That devil is going to control me again. Once I am married to him then what will happen? Will he respect me or he will humiliate me like before?

" Is this my Destiny!" I uttered angrily fisting my palm to suppress my anger and vulnerability.

I don't know what will be in future but for now, I need to save my son. I will do my best to keep my son safe.

After some hours

skin is very delicate and soft," One of

Indian and I don't know from where

her, I just kept my mouth shut. My whole mind is occupied by my son and I am not clearly

he eat? What's he doing? Is he crying for

the tension is arising inside

sir loves you a lot," The beautician said and I lost the control

being annoyed," Can't

said nothing. She just nodded her head

now ready like a perfect bride. My whole body is dolled up with heavy jewellery and a blood-red colour lehenga. Obviously, I am looking beautiful but there

The beautician complimented me and I

when a maid entered into the room and said politely," Mam, Sehreyar sir has ordered me to

son with him? Did you see any little boy with your Sehreyar Sir? I asked with too much hope and stood up

I saw the boy in Sir's lap. The boy is continuously

can't wait to meet my son. I can't wait to hold him in

Sehreyar's p.o.v

a bad giant. Let

him," I will give you many chocolates and candies. Don't cry. Aren't you a

she?" He asked and started

It's normal for him to get panicked without his mother. Moreover, he is afraid of me. After all, he has seen me always angry and scolding his mother. My anger

is getting ready. She will be here

somewhere without me?" He asked me curiously with a fearful expression and clutched

chubby cheeks," She is getting ready so that she can marry me. She isn't going anywhere

His every feature is like Meher. Both mother and son look very similar.

only gotten a mole over his

I was in cloud nine when I came to know that Mehrab is my son. I was very happy after hearing about his identity.

Flashback(The day of gunshot)

my head because of the impact which Meher gave me on my head. She thought that I am unconscious but it was her misconception. I am

entered into another room with that little bastard to

so angry with her which I can't describe in words.

her because she is the only one I have ever loved and slept. But, this shameless girl has

when my phone started ringing. I wasn't in the state to receive it but seeing the caller id I received it and said hello with

you found about Meher's kid's

Sir, are you ok?

me the information," I said annoyingly cutting

Nobody has seen the kid's father or heard his name and Meher mam has never taken

angrily and tried to get up.

birth information to your phone. Kindly check it. You might find

become surprised. I become confused after seeing the date. The kid's birth

even if she had an affair with someone after her departure from me then it will take time for her to

I clearly remembered that she never betrayed me while she was with me.

any possibility that the kid is mine? But, I clearly remembered that the baby was aborted from

I can't get into any conclusion. What if the baby is really mine! I need to talk

puzzle when I saw that Meher is going

followed her to talk. I need to ask her about the kid's father. If I am the kid's father then I

building where I found that Sajal is standing at the gate pointing

that the kid is my mine. I need to protect

why without thinking anything further I came between Sajal and Meher. The bullet pierced through my shoulder. But, I didn't regret it. Maybe I have saved my

Flashback ended

to meet Dr Asmira and came to know all the truth. I was right. Mehrab is my son. This news was shocking for me but I was too much happy thinking that Meher is my kid's

me when I replied tickling his belly a little," I am your Abbu(father). Call

have any abbu. I am a special kid who doesn't need a Abbu," He replied innocently and I can't stop my laughter after hearing him.

said to him ruffling his soft baby hairs," Your mamma has joked with you. Of course, you need

me and my mamma. You are not my Abbu," he said pouting and looked down because of

holding his baby hands," I will not scold your mamma and you anymore if you become

Then, I will call you Abbu

called me and I couldn't control my emotions

him tightly and said with excitement,"