Dictating Her

The moment Shah Mir cut the call, Aleezay ran out coming to her room, collapsing on the bed. She was crying incessantly. She can't stand the fact how that merciless man was inflicting his cruelty on her.

He wasn't showing an ounce of pity to her. He didn't even allow her to talk with her father. In her mind, Aleezay was thinking of finding a way to escape from this place, but she was unaware of the fact that her ruthless husband is aware of every single intent of her.

She was still lost in these thoughts making a plan of escaping when a knock on the door of her room happened. She felt it would be her rascal husband who came again to annoy her, but she felt relieved after listening to the voice of the maid from outside.

“Madam, open the door. Shah sir is calling you to his room.” The maid came to her with the order of Shah Mir.

“Tell him, I'm not coming.” She responded, yelling in anger.

“Madam, for God sake, don't say this. If you don't go to his room then let alone you, I will also be doomed.” In a fearful voice, the maid was requesting her, imagining the consequences if she doesn't go to his room. Aleezay wiped her tears and took slow steps, she came to the door.

As she opened it, she found a servant standing there with a bowed head. He was constantly wiping the sweat coming on his face. Maybe he was afraid of the wrath of Shah Mir.

Till now, Aleezay found all the servants here extremely dreading from Shah Mir rage. She understood how all these servants are under deep influence of cruel Shah Mir wildness. With a nod of her head, she gestured to the servant to go and taking lazy steps she herself went towards Shah Mir room.

The moment she stepped in she saw him sitting on the chair waiting for her. 

“Why did you call me?” She shouted harshly in a high pitched voice, standing in front of him. Seeing her attitude, he raised his face and glared at her with furious eyes. 

“Get out…” With the gesture of his finger, he told her to leave.

“What?” Aleezay was stunned by his reaction.

“I said GET OUT.” In a high pitched voice, Shah Mir yelled furiously, making her flinch for a moment. 

“When you don't have any business with me then why did you call me, to waste my time.” She muttered with a scoff on her face. 

“Just shut up! Get out of my room now and come back inside asking for my permission.” He ordered, completely ignoring her blabbering while she wasn't getting anything about this psycho man. When he changes his demeanor, she also doesn't know it yet fully.

But for Aleezay, it was also beyond her endurance that someone can talk with her so rudely and strictly. 

“Listen to me, Mr.” She spitted, raising her finger at him in warning. But it seemed, the man sitting in front of her turned deaf as he was busy reading a newspaper, holding it in his hand while taking a sip of coffee placed near him on the table. 

Aleezay's heart really urged to snatch the hot cup of coffee from him and throw it on his face to burn him. Stomping her foot, she came near him, snatching the newspaper from his hand, making him glare at her with questioning eyes.

“Listen to me, I'm not your servant, got it!” She hissed, without giving a damn to his reaction.

“So what? I will make you one and that too very soon.” Narrowing his eyes, his eyes roamed on her body from head to toe, making her stay alert. 

In a day, she used to change ten times a dress and right now she was wearing black tights with a short red shirt, and her neck was quite deep, displaying clearly her cleavage. 

“What do you mean?” She questioned him, narrowing her eyes in reaction.

“Do you want me to teach you all the meanings today?” With a mysterious smile on his face, he said comfortably while taking a sip of his coffee. His calm and peaceful posture was irking her more. She felt him nothing less than a poison.

“Now go from here and very obediently and in a manner, ask my permission. You won't step into the room till I don't permit you. Keep staying outside.” Like a boss, he was dictating her, but she doesn't approve of following someone's order. She also considers others words as the dust of her feet.

“I won't go.” She responded nonchalantly, crossing her arms around her chest.

“I said, GO.” He growled, without bothering by her response.

“I won't go, do whatever you want.” Her heedless reaction was still intact.

“I said go, otherwise.” He tried threatening her.

“Otherwise…” Very comfortably, she was asking him, arching her brow, unaware of the fact that once again she was giving air to Shah Mir wrath.

Without wasting a second, Shah Mir threw his cup of coffee on the floor, making her flinch in her place.

Though not in anger, Shah Mir did this act very peacefully. 

“Clean this…” He gestured towards the shreds of glasses scattered on the floor.

“What…? I…” She was baffled by his words as she asked, pointing her finger towards herself.

“Clean this….or else, let me call your father and tell him to start the countdown of his life.” He yelled, getting angry at her. While on the mention of her father's name, her egoistic nature subsided a little.

“I clean it? How can I clean it? I really don't know how to do all this.” She was confused as to how to deal with the situation.

“Then what did your father teach you, huh? Just to show your ego every time, tell others how brand conscious you are, and bad mouth with your husband, this is what your father taught you?” He yelled, making her to lower her head. Because she really doesn't know how to do this work. Her father raised her like a princess. She only learnt how to dictate others let alone following orders.

“Haven't you listened to what I just said? I think I have to call your father.” He seemed quite serious in doing what he just said.

“No please, please…I will do it.” She quickly straightened, surrendering in front of his threat. She was truly afraid of him.

“Rafiq!” He shouted the name of the servant and he appeared in a flip of a second, standing in front of him with a bowed head.

“Yes sir" 

“Bring her things for cleaning.” This time he raised his head and looked up and down between the shred of glasses and at Aleezay.

“Haven't you listened?” He shouted, making the servant flinch at his place.

“Y…yes sir…” Sensing his scary aura, the servant, shivering wholly, quickly ran out while Aleezay kept on standing with a lower head. Shah Mir sat back on the chair with crossed legs and started staring at her figure from head to toe.

“From today on, you won't wear such types of dresses.” Hr didn't approve of her roaming in the house wearing revealing clothes in front of the servants. He was strictly against it, but now because of fear, she can't even ask him the reason for this decision.

“From today on, you will wear a simple shirt and trousers.” His words astonished her. Never in her life did she ever saw shirt and trousers from near, let alone wearing it. But she thought with herself she will deal with this matter later on.

Before she could open her mouth and say something to him when a servant came inside with a mop and cleaner. Seeing this, Aleezay made a face, but as her eyes went to Shah Mir, she found him waiting for her to start the cleaning.

With the gesture of his hand, he sent the servant out of his room. While Aleezay was now staring with a strange look at the mop and cleaner.

“What are you thinking?” He was getting irritated by her unmoving posture.

“N…nothing..” She found it hard to talk with him.

“Then pick up the mop and start doing your work.” As soon as he said, she quickly started collecting pieces of shreds with a mop. Shah Mir was enjoying seeing her doing work, because she really doesn't know these works. That's why she was collecting shreds with her hand. This caused a frown on the forehead of Shah Mir. 

Aaahhh

A piece of shred pierced in her finger and blood oozed out of her finger. Shah Mir became a bit concerned for her, but he knows how to control himself and, still, he maintained his strict aura.

“What are you doing? Have you lost your mind? Who collects shreds by hand?” Sitting in his place, he jerked her angrily. While Aleezay felt he will show some pity to her now.

“Go and apply some ointment on it.” She swiftly got up as he said and was about to leave, but turned around as she heard his voice again.

“Stop…first complete this work then go.” Though it was a small injury, Shah Mir knows very well how scared she feels from that minor injury.

But he doesn't want to show any mercy. Eyes filled with tears, Aleezay sat back on the floor to complete her work. She was facing very difficulty in completing the work while doing it.

“Move your hands fast.” His loud voice made the movement of her hands swift as she quickly collected the mess and after swiping the place with a mop, she strided out of the room. 

While Shah Mir got busy talking with someone on a call.