ALIYA POV

2 YEARS AGO...

I was entering through the Hall gate of my new college. I heard of the Election of the president coming soon. I also wanted to volunteer for the election because they were going to help me to gain power and recognition in the college.

The hall was quite big with so many people walking around. I saw a boy talking to another one with a black jacket and blue jeans. I thought to ask him about the procedure for election so I approached him.

"Hey... I am Aliya Kapoor, I am fresher here" I introduced myself by throwing my hand towards him.

"Hey, Aliya... I am Stephen, Nice to meet you " he replied taking my hand and shaking it. He seems a nice guy. I wanted to ask him about the procedure. Since I was new in college I didn't know much about it.

"Actually I wanted to know about the procedure for the president's election," I asked calmly with a smile. He seemed nice so I thought he could answer that.

"oh sorry, but I can't help it... I am fresher too and also wanted to know the same," he replied with a smile.

"oh... then I must ask someone else," I said with a smile and moved from there to see around another one to ask.

My sight falls on the handsome, sexy guy. He was also staring at me for didn't know how much time. I moved towards him. He was smart among all the guys. I could tell girls could do anything to get him. I moved to reach him. He was attractive as hell.

" Hii " I tried to say. My voice hung in my throat because his eyes were darted over me. My confidence was drained in seconds. His eyes made me forget my next words. I didn't know what spell he did but his eyes were like the ocean in which one could swin.

" Hii" He stepped a little closer to me. I felt a little nervous. It was like a staring contest. Neither he wanted to move his gaze nor me. I also felt a little awkward with that too.

After some time he finally moved his gaze but to register my curves and skin in his mind. His gaze stopped once again on my waist which was revealed by my crop top. One could tell such actions cheap but he was sexy. I cleared my throat because I felt a little uncomfortable.

" Actually I wanted to know about the elections for pre..."

" you are beautiful" He cut me off.

" what?" I was speechless with his words. I was asking about and he was saying. such a pervert and jerk. I instantly felt his motives behind his gaze and honestly not liking them at all. I thought he was a nice guy.

He stepped a little closer and I felt a little uncomfortable " Can I kiss you" He muttered near my lips with his fingers touching my lower lip " your lips are beautiful" His lips were about to touch mine.

what the hell.

My anger rushed to my body. Such a jerk and pervert. My hands raised and gave a tight slap on his left cheeks.

I could tell that he didn't like that at all. His eyes become red and the imprint of my fingers on his cheeks. I wanted to run because I teased the lion, I guess. I moved my head to see around and everyone was looking at us. Maybe that slap was a bit more than hard.

All of sudden he moved closer to me, snaked my waist with one hand, and pulled me closer. I could tell he was angry as hell. I tried to push him away but it was tight. He placed his one hand to cup my cheeks and with one fine move, he placed his lips on mine. I tried to push him away but his hold tightened. I felt arrogance and revenge in his kiss. His lips were moving fast, sucking my lips hard. I felt a shiver in my body. I tried to pull but his hold got tighten. He took my lower between his lips and sucked hard with so much arrogance and roughness. Finally, He bit my lower lip a little before leaving my lips.

PRESENT DAY

ALIYA

alarm clock ringing

" Shit, shit, shit, oh god... it's 8 am" I said realizing that I was already late for my first day because of the thoughts I was having on an earlier night of that man who fucked me, no our life.

I woke up and rushed to the bathroom to do my business. It's been 2 years Since, all that happened. Everything was settling down slowly. I came out of the bathroom to get ready as soon as possible. Our life has been changed a lot. We shifted from another part of the city. My father lost his job, recognition, and almost everything because of me not actually. It was because of him definitely. He messed it up and went. Such a fucking man.

"Oh god what should I wear, it's my first day of a job," I said collecting my thought from him and looked at my almirah which had a good collection of clothing mostly ethnic. I loved ethnic wear.

I picked black pent along with shining Royal Blue formal top which I bought recently for the job. I had to look professional. I couldn't lose my impression on the very first day. Though it was not my style I had to.

"Aliya... Come down dear, breakfast is ready" said Mrs. Kapoor, my mother. So understanding housewife, mother, and a nice down-to-earth lady. No, I didn't call her by name it was that what my father calls her teasingly. She was the best mother on earth as she understands me more than I do. I didn't know what power she holds but she could read my face like whatever I think, she guesses it almost.

"Coming mamma," I said to her assuring that I was ready.

I rushed down through stairs while making my long dark brown hairs in a simple and high ponytail.

"Dear come and eat breakfast, it's your first day of the new job and a new beginning of life, you know I am feeling that this day bring change to our life. I think something is going to happen today whether good or bad. I don't know... Come on you can't be late today" she said without lifting her gaze from plates she was settling for the breakfast. " Ahaa... you look pretty" she added making her lips into the wide smile when she saw me.

I smiled back and silently moved towards the table, grabbed the chair, and sat down. Mom also sat beside me. we started having toast with butter. we were three members of my family my mother, my father, and me. The fourth one could be silence because we didn't talk much. Mom always initiates the conversation to energize the moments. she was fun-loving like smiling always no matter how hard it was. She always said 'whatever happening is beyond our control, it's upon destiny but how we react with a situation that what we have in control'.

Unluckily I was losing control on temper day by day and almost stopped talking in two years. well, I didn't have friends, cousins, and anyone to talk to. my self-esteem became zero. I didn't have the energy to try making new friends. All thanks to the fucking bastard.

If that day that wouldn't happen. Things wouldn't be like this, we moved to a small house, dad had to change his job, we and our relative will be together. I was ashamed of myself. I felt dirty.

I shouldn't make him responsible for that because it was me who made fool of myself falling for such an arrogant man.

"Aliya. What are you thinking about beta, you have changed a lot in the past years. You started thinking a lot, forget that dear. Concentrate you have a whole life ahead. " she said and I realized I literally started overthinking. And if it would continue I will be in the corner of the mental hospital one day.

"Yes mamma, okay I am going, bye," I said not really caring for what she said. she always motivates me but I didn't get for what. I was normal. Nothing has been changed in me. why she always shows concern for me.

"Bye, beta" she waved at me smilingly.

I rushed to open the door. I was walking through the road to reach the near bus stand. I got a job as the personal secretary of the CEO of a company. I had been at home doing my studies from correspondence. I didn't like facing people much.

Suddenly, a car crossed me and stopped a little far away from me making me jump a little bit.

That is AUDI R8 in dark Royal Blue color. I got frightened a little. But What I saw in the next few seconds was enough to have the rug swept from under my feet. A handsome guy, tall, muscular body in black polished shining leather shoes, wearing dark brown pent along with shining white shirt, so tight that can define that he has broad shoulders, biceps, and even abs too. I moved my gaze from his toe to head.

His face was familiar to me. Dark black eyebrows, long lashes, lips filled with redness, little beard, straight hairs, so sharp jawline, and the features that a girl couldn't resist herself from falling in love with him. But anger rushed in my body. I stood still controlling myself not to break and show any emotions I was holding back at that time.

what the fuckkkkk! he is doing in front of me. I will kill him.

He came near to me.

" You... What you doing here" I finally spoke.

"Listen to me, Aliya, please I know it is all because of me, please let me explain," he said. I couldn't understand what he said. I hadn't even seen him after he left, what he was up to I had no idea. why all of sudden he came to explain. I was holding my anger so hard.

"I need to go, please gentleman leave my side" I calmed and said, I really not wanted to discuss. I tried to pass him but he grabbed my hand and my anger burst out. First fucked my life, now suddenly fucking it again when I was trying hard to forget everything.

"Don't you dare to touch me again" I was not able to control my anger anymore and it burst out with a slap hit his face hard?

My eyes were full of tears as they were signifying that there is so much pain in my heart which I was holding back.

I passed away from there. I started walking again in my way. Thoughts of him running through my mind and tears rolling down my eyes. I didn't know why I was crying. I wiped my tears to clear my vision which got blur because of tears.

suddenly, a truck honking loudly coming near to me and I was not able to understand what was happening. It was so close. My mind stopped working immediately. oh god, I thought I will pass today. I closed my eyes not wanting to face my death. what do I do? please god, save me.

All of sudden, someone Held me tightly and we fell on either side of the road. I observed when I opened my eyes that we were lying on the side of the road. My eyes widened seeing myself over Rehan. After a few seconds of seeing each other, recognizing features of him. There was a bit of change in his face and body that I noticed.

I moved myself to stand up and he too. But my anger was on peak. I didn't want to see his face. I hate him. I fucking hate him.

"What?,... what do you think who you are?, huh what are you doing?,... listen..." he cut me off showing his index finger and I felt us so close.

"You listen, idiot..." I cut him off. why the hell he was angry. It should be me who was angry not him.

"Shut up, shut up, don't you dare, I haven't forgotten what you did, just get the hell out of my life, I don't want you, your luxury, anything. I hate you, I just hate you... Don't you. "

He came really close to me and hold my cheeks with his hand, my tears were rolling down my cheeks.

" You listen... miss aliya, if I was even ten seconds late, you will be enjoying hell, and you know what that I have changed, now I want you in my life. I know I ruined you, your life. It was... "

I suddenly forced him away and interrupted, " You can't change"

such an arrogant man. And what that shit 'now I want you in my life means. I hate him. I do hate him.

I crossed him in a hurry and went towards the bus to reach the office not giving him any more glare. As I was already late for my office.