Jodha Akbar FF Who Loves Him Most /Chapter 43 Updated on 08/11/2015 - Page 74

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Chapter 43

"Damn..Seven Million dollars!" Jalalludeen Mohammed upsetfully slammed his fists on the table, making the whole room of people jump."That is how much we lost to Danforth Enterprises on one contract. ONE!"

His normal light blue eyes were as dark as the deepest part of the ocean.

"I think I should fire each and every one of your sorry faces."

"But Sir" Saloni tried to speak something but Jalal raised his hand to shut his assistant up.

"Where hell you are all came from,idiots.That Adham Khan...That betrayer has been strolling out among us..Yet you couldn't recognize that person,unbelievable !!.Have you any idea what would have happen if Abdul didn't take precautions against our crisis"

"Sorry Sir" Staff's eyes went down to foot with a guilty face.

"I don't want to hear your stupid excuses.If you don't get me the next four contracts that Danforth should be lined up for, I'm going to hire a whole new Board of Men who will actually do work! Get the back to work."

He growled. "Now."The twelve workers silently filed out of his office. One remained. His loyal assistant Saloni. Sure she was scared shitless of her boss but she did a hell of a job. She was one of his trusted staffs.Jalal smacked his empty coffee cup that remained on the table.

"Jalal Sir." She said quietly. She only knew to call him by his name fearfully when they were alone. Anything else would be deemed inappropriate.

"Seven Million dollars Saloni." He exasperated. "They don't understand a contract like that they would each get a weeks paid vacation. They don't want vacations apparently. They want to dick around and not seal contracts that my poor sister would have closed."

"Do you want another coffee, sir?" Saloni asked timidly.He nodded his head.

"Yes, get yourself some dinner as well. It's going to be a long night."

"Yes sir." She said walking out of the room.At the same Abdul showed his face into Jalal's cabin.He smiled to him then came up with something.

"Jalal I need to say something.It was not my idea by which our company survived from crisis"

"Then whose was it ?" asked Jalal out of curiosity

"Your Jodha's" swiftly answered back Abdul with a wide grin.Jalal's face shone up with pride and immense joy.His entire mood changed by that sudden realization.Abdul passed him a smile of assurance then excuse himself leaving Jalal in his own busy works.

After some time...

The thoughtful Jalalludeen Mohammed Akbar sat in the black suede swivel chair in front of a large glass desk towering full of paperwork and manilla folders. He rested his elbows on the edge of the glass and stared down at his reflection instead of the increasing mound of work that he knew he would need to face eventually.The truth was, being CEO of a multi-billion dollar companyat the age of twenty three could take a huge toll on one's mental and physical capabilities.He often found himself in this same situation, leaning over his desk and rubbing his temples because he was unable to concentrate on the unbelievable amount of tasks he had to accomplish. Sometimes he would stand and pace the large empty room or stare out the ceiling-to-floor glass windows at theendless horizon of Lucerne landscapes. Sometimes he sipped a glass of rich wine, even though he was under the legal drinking age. No one was going to question the young prodigy's actions, whether it be out of fear of being fired or out of respect for the young man's achievement.

Jalal's mind again flew back his past memories.Once he used to sit in the same way that he is sitting now.That time the condition was entirely different.But things change just like that now..

Humayun Mohammed, the original founder of Mugal Group Industries,had passed away in Jalal's young age due to a chronic virus that spiraled out of control. Only in his early sixties,Humayun had been a huge loss to the world for his vast knowledge and contributions to the construction and science field. With his only wife, his son was the only successor to his estate..His collapsing empire.The only problem was that Humayun Mohammed hadn't spoken anything related to business to his son,Jalal.He was a kid and was totally stranger in corporate contracts.

Jalal was a smart and intelligent individual, there was no doubt about it. The marks he scored in private business academies assured that. But being intelligent and running a company such as MGI were completely different things, and the teenage CEO had no idea how to handle the responsibilities when he had been signed over. Moreover, Jalal felt incredibly alone.Really alone.His only friends was his business ideas apart from Rukaiyya and Abdul.But that same Jalal has been grown into something more now

Now,Twenty three year old Jalalludeen Mohammed became an eccentric but effeminate looking young man.He has hard,wavy brown hair and bright sapphire blue eyes that always hides whenever he smiles, which is a lot. Considered as a genius,he never fails to amaze his superiors with the innovations he made as a shrewd businessman, making him rise through the ranks as one of the most in demand elegant bachelor not only in the business industry but also in the whole celebrity world.He was usually carefree, never really exerting any effort in his work, causing some problems with the people he was working with. He is also a bit of a sadist, teasing people every now and then to amuse himself by their responses. But he is dedicated to his work, and fiercely loyal to those whom he loves. Combined with the fact that he has an aura that can bend you to his will and an almost ethereal beauty that outshines most people, there is no surprise that people are attracted to him like a moth to a flame.While a lot of models and actresses were attracted to this interesting young male, it was the actors and directors who took the first and final glance at him. Once they get a glimpse of blue orbs peeking underneath long, curled eyelashes, they knew they were captivated. Every single female, regardless of preference, clamored to get to know the brunet beauty more. But he turned them all of them down gently, the more persistent harshly, claiming that he is n't interested in females.Well, he wasn't interested in females in particular. Just one.

His lady love Ms Switzerland Jodha !!! He badly wished to open up everything to Jodha,needs to show up who he really are and what he can do.He longed a lot he will present everything that his love wanted to get under the blazing sun.He can do anything..Almost everything.But it is impossible to live without his soul mate..His Jodha..

The clock on the wall chimed several times, reminding Jalal that it was three hours past closing time and he could leave when he pleased. He glanced over the papers once more before pushing himself away from the desk loudly and standing up.

There was a time he used to think,as there is no use going home tonight. It was even more empty there, at the mansion that had been passed down from father to son. The bedrooms, although fully furnished, felt too fake and uncomfortable for him to sleep in. The couch in his office felt more welcoming, so that was where he was headed always.Become a workaholic person.He had always hated business parties even after he bound to conduct it for the sake his clients satisfaction.In between these brainlifting works he found himself to visit his house rarely when he was in India.

Now,the things is a bit different..Not a bit..absolutely changed.Now he has a heavenly beautiful wife who is waiting for him in home.She don't even eat without him and not sleep with out him.That's the main reason of loving husband in Jalal wanted to reach home as soon as possible

Then wearing his overcoat Jalal slipped on his boots and headed out the office door empty handed; after all, there was no need for a key when the entire building was programmed to his handprint. The autumn night air was brisk against his skin and he could see his breath puffing out in front of his lips as if he was smoking a tasteless cigarette. It was bitter and he began to walk quickly in order to keep himself warmed up.

The driver respectfully opened the door of his luxury Ferrari when found his boss infront of him.But Jalal decided to take a walk.There fore Jalal signaled to driver that he can follow him in car.Lucerne wasn't silent, even in the dead of night. There were occasional cars roaring past him and disappearing into the distance. A few stray men lingered outside of buildings, smoking cigars and having quiet conversations with each other.Jalal heard a few words out of context, but everything seemed to brush past him in the wind. The only sound he could focus on was his own uneven breathing out of his mouth.

"Oh I love walking like this.Feels like a comman man.Fortunately no one can identify me in this attire.I think Jodha will also love this.Next time I will walk with her..hand in hand" said Jalal to himself sighing contentedly.

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Otherside Jodha had also reached home after her Miss World practice session.She was so excited for upcoming events.So after she had said goodnight to her other delegates,Jodha hurriedly get inside her house then quietly closed the front door and ran across the stairway to her bedroom.Once she was inside and the door was securely fastened behind her, she opened the wardrobe. Sure enough, there was a beautiful silk peignoir set hanging inside, along with a pair of slippers. She hung her morning things up, put her brush on the vanity, pulled off her boots, stripped off her dress, petticoat, corset, stockings, and chemise, folding them all and placing them in the wardrobe along with her boots, and placed her ornaments in appropriate places

Taking the peignoir set off the hanger, she placed the dressing gown over the foot of the bed before slipping the negligee over her head. The soft material clung to her body in ways no other garment ever had.Jodha glanced at herself in the mirror. The gown was white silk, sleeveless, that had a plunging neckline both in front and in back. It was trimmed in white lace, with pleats and gathers forming around her breasts, attached to lace that allowed a peak at her bare abdomen underneath it. She slipped the slippers on her feet, clasped the necklace around her neck and the earrings on her ears, and grabbed the dressing gown, which was made of the same white silk, and trimmed in the same white satin. However, there was no tie on the dressing gown, which meant that it simply hung on her frame, showing off the sensual nightgown.

She heard a noise in car porch."Jalal !!" Jodha blushed and knew she would not have time to braid her hair, but she pulled the pins out anyhow, piling them on the vanity, and shook outher hair before she heard him knock on the door softly.

Taking a deep breath, she murmured herself. "Come in, Mr. Husband" When she moved two steps,a thunderbolt hitted outside and the rain started to drizzling onto the window as lightning flashed outside the dreary environment.Just like the old times.She smiled at the thought as another lightning flashed. The lights suddenly flickered, and Jodha looked up to see the lights going out, leaving her in darkness.

The light really went off scaring Jodha."Jalaaal..Don't play with me.Are trying to scare me,No way my handsome...Where are you ?" loudly called Jodha thinking Jalal playing with her.The windows showed faint light, but it was difficult to navigate,she thought, placing the brush on table, standing up and making her way around the house, her hand out stretched, brushing against occasional furnitures. She remembered having candles in the living room cabinet.

"Perhaps Ishould remember to place a flashlight near the bedside next time.It would be a far easier task"Jodha thought to herself as she opened her bedroom door, kicking past scraps of paper and unfinished knitting.She roamed around the second floor, dark and quiet, finding nothing and almost getting lost in the process. The house was huge.

The large living room was, strangely, pitch dark, possibly due to the lack of windows.Seemed like someone's laugher sounded in the hallway, quite familiar in a way, and yet she couldn't place it.

"Jalal ! Where are you ? " Jodha called again aloud, before realizing the stupidity of the question.Jalal is out tonight.He had hinted to her that he will become late.She unanticipatedly heard a faint sound of coughing and gasped as she followed that voice.The darkness was everywhere.her voice turned more shaken because she had a feeling of someone staring at her.She wasn't afraid of the dark, no, but she was quite dreary andlonely in the house all of the sudden. She stepped into the living room room of second floor, leaving the door ajar as she placed her hand against the wall. It's just her house, after all. She just needed to take ten steps to reach the corner, where she will turn right, and she will reach the staircase.

One.

She stepped forward, closing her eyes, feeling another door adjacent next to her.

Two.

Clicking of her shoes resounded in the hallway.

Three.

She brushed past a painting. Of course it had to be a wizard

Four.

She brushed the empty wall between the paintings.

Five.

Another painting. No surprise.

Six.

Pedestral. With a wizardly figure.

Seven.

Another painting. Again. No surprise.

Eight.

Wait a minute.

Nine.

Jodha stopped suddenly, and turned to look at the door slightly ajar. No movement. No sound. She thought she had heard a second set of footsteps

"Was Bakshi here? And she had not known? Had she come home for vacation?" No..Jodha corrected herself.This exam time for Bakshi that's why she left to Oxford immediately after Jalal's condition improved

"Then who is that ?" She asked, a bit of curiosity in her voice. There was a lot to be afraid of. Burglars won't come to this household because Nothing of value to steal except the rarest paintings.Most of them was hers.Let them take that.She thought but suddenly alarmed counting something

"Kahnaa..My wedlock chain and ring.It's ancient diamonds !! " And she hadn't any idea how much it's prized by.

If any of them tried to harm her, it wouldn't matter.But she can't let loose her most precious wedding gifts.She will die with out it.Still closing eyes Jodha again made one more step in darkness.

Ten.

She touched the flower pot at the corner of the wall. Now step right, and there was the staircase. Descending slowly, in the middle of the dark, she grasped at the handle of the stairs, looking around in the darkness.Finally at the end of the staircase, she exhaled. Something was wrong. She could feel it. But of course, she could be wrong. People were afraid of the dark, and the sooner she found a candle, the better. She was about to go to the cabinet when the lightning flashed. The whole house was illuminated for a split second, and there were two shadows, one herself, the other staring at her. She turned briefly, only to hear silence and met by emptiness.

"Who are you?" She yelled, a bit of anger in her voice. Then she regretted the next word. "Abdul ?" But no answer. Only silence greeted her. Had she imagined it? She went to the cabinet, the rustling from her gown the only noise save for the rain hitting the window, and the distant thunder.She opened the cabinet, the dragging of wood on wood giving her a sigh of relief. Relief? Was she afraid? She hoped not, and she grasped the small paper box containing the matches. Finally. Light. She was about to strike a match alight when there was another lightning. And she looked up briefly onto the mirror, and dropped the box she had been holding.

No She had to be imagining things. For a split second, she thought she had seen herself. It was a mirror, of course. But the reflection was... disorienting. A stretched wicked smile, pure lusty eyes,seeming as if they were glowing.Dark brown skin, and surrounded by darkness. No. She had to be imagining things. Most likely to the dreams she saw, the darkness, and her overactive imagination. She lit the match, and checked the reflection. No. She was herself. No Grimdarkness.

Perhaps she should call Jalal.Jodha thought while lighting a candle, she held it up, illuminating the living room, casting shadows of the stone wizards. Yes. She had been imagining things. Of course she had. Rolling her eyes, smiling a bit at a bit of pointless fear, she went upwards, into her room. There should be a bit of Internet Connection somewhere in her room. The battery on her laptop was full, and even if it wasn't, there was her cellphone.

She arrived at the room, now with light to guide the way... only to find the door closed. Did she close it? She thought not. She opened the door to find the same messy room, the ornaments box closed neatly on her bed, the books laying everywhere, and scraps of fanfictions littered everywhere on the floor. Shrugging, setting the candle on the desk, she grabbed the laptop and jumped onto the bed, opening it before freezing.

Just as the candle blew out, cold, dark, strange arms slid around her neck, an embrace from the back. There had been no one on the bed, and she was leaning against the wall. Or had been. Someone was definitely hugging her back now. Someone with dark brown skin, black hair.Jodha twisted her neck a bit, despite the seizing terror in her heart. She could see a pair of brown eyes staring back at her in darkness, the menacing, threatening grin, and most of all, her face.

"Uff...you are absolutely looker in this night gown" The raspy, and yet clear, echoy and yet silent voice whispered in her ears.

Jodha's eyes widen in shock as she rushed to that figure almost like a flash.But she heard the door open infront of her with brute force and slam shortly after with the same strength.She followed him in darkness stepping outside the room

"Who dares to intrude upon the solitude of my home!" Jodha shouted,her voice boomed in the darkness but didn't get any response.She scanned the piercing darkness but couldn't see anyone.Even then she couldn't shake off the feeling of having someone staring at her.Jalal had trained her very well so that she can fight with anyone even in dark.Moreover this new Jodha isn't weak girl now like she was before.Jalal's love not only made her feel secured but also gifted her a lot of courage and strength.

Jodha closed her eyes for a moment reminiscing Jalal's lessons.

"Jodha,you need concentrate on your sense whether in darkness or light.And should act according to situations.Believe me I have trained you very well that you ar capable of protecting yourself now"

A wide smirk kept on her lips while making up something in her mind.She again keenly observed her surroundings suddenly a faint outline of someone's silhouette caught her attention as her eyes adjusted to the dim light.

"Who the hell are you and what are you doing here!" she roared, the adrenaline and anger in her voice was enough to gave the impression to stranger that she found him

As she moved for the stairway, she felt a rush before hearing movement and knew someone was coming toward her. Before she had time to think, her training kicked in and she dropped her elbow, hitting the stranger in the stomach, then turned and punched him in the face. It was a glancing blow, but it still knocked his head down and to the side

The man moved more quickly than Jodha thought possible and grabbed her wrists, placing them behind her back before pressing his body into hers.

"Jodha, you're only recourse is a headbutt and I assure you I will handle that far better than you."Jodha recognized the man from that hoarse voice, it is Shariffudeen.She fumed with wrath.She thought to kill him then a tricky smile crept on her face thinking he doesn't know Jalal is alive.And he will arrive soon at any time.He will punish this bloody wimp!!!

As Shariff turned her Jodha meet his eyes and gritted her teeth, not quite believing she had actually struck him. Her fingers and wrist ached though and she noticed the pink on his cheek where she had grazed him. His eyes were dark, inflamed, and she swallowed hard. She knew she should be afraid, she knew what he was capable of, but the hate she felt for him at the moment far outweighed her flight response.Even though she knew she can easley overcome his strength by her skills and agility,Jodha planned viciously to act like surrendered..

Shariff's tone took on it's lowest octave and he spoke slowly."Are you quite done? Of course, if it will make you feel better, please do hit me again, but be mindful of the teeth. I've never lost one and would like to keep them intact."

Jodha acted like struggling against his hold, quickly realizing she was enough powerful in his grasp. "Let me go!"He released her left hand but firmly held on to her dominant one, thusly giving her some freedom but still keeping her under his control. She jerked her hand trying to wring it free but he maintained his grip.

"Careful, baby we don't want a bruise. Now, breathe. Slow and deep. Calm yourself."

Jodha bit out, "You are a pathetic womanizer.." His hold on her tightened and he took half a step closer as his eyes bounced back and forth between hers.She saw his lips moving and he spoke his voice sounded like gravel.

"Oh sweetheart, you see, that's the root of the problem. That's precisely what you want and need.And Don't try to be oversmart as you know I had enjoyed your beauty wholeheartedly once.This is the womanizer to whom you slept with."

"How dare you filthy whimp." Jodha yelled in extreme rage and shoved him hard with her left hand then put her shoulder into the motion causing him to release his grip.

""Take your hands off me you brute!" Jodha bellowed roughly as she drew back her fist and punched his oft times adversary square in the mouth.Shariffudeen stumbled back, his hand automatically going to his split lip as his eyes widened in shock.

Punching again hardly on his nucleus of shoulder, she backed away, not stopping until her shoulders made contact with the door in a thud while shariffudeen howled in an unbearable pain.The humiliation she felt at this words made her cheeks burn fire hot and she shook her head back and forth several times.If she had wished it's a simple things she can make him spill blood and pulp from his mouth.But she wanted to Jalal do that for hers.Jodha's voice broke when she spoke,

"You are going to pay for your sin" She shut her eyes tightly in fury and hurt but then felt the burn of tears as a sense of melancholy overcame her

Hearing Jodha's sharp words Shariff's one eyebrow creased and in next moment he laughed in her face"Oh I see.Then tell me one thing who will punish me.Your powerful husband ? who I send to heaven ?"

"Yes.My Jalal is going to punish you for what you have done to me" replied Jodha arrogantly as her eyes twinkled with happiness spotting something.Shariffudeen dumbfounded watching a sudden transformation of Jodha's attitude and response.

It was a sudden awestruck Shariffudeen realized someone standing behind him.When he tried turn around to face that man,the man swiftly approached and grabbed him by the back collar of his ratty shirt, yanking him away from the Jodha.

With in seconds he was thrown up on floor by a lightning blow.While falling on floor Shariff saw Jodha merrily running towards that man and falling into his arms.

The light come at this same moment and Shariffudeen's heart literally stopped beating when he caught the glimpse of Jalal's gigantic figure infront of him.

"Jalalludeen Mohammed !!!" Shariffudeen numbed in shock."Is he alive ?" His eyes got filled with fear after seeing Jodha proudly smirking at him while melting in Jalal's protective embrace.Jodha however deftly side stepped his hand.Her hands rested on Jalal's wide shoulder lines for support as she piercingly gazed Shariff asthough she is going to burn him alive.

"I want you show that same courage when you tried to humiliate my wife in that night like an eunuch,Come on you spineless rascal" roared Jalal in his threatening sound.While Shariff felt Jalal's voice held an anger that he had never heard in anyone. It was somewhat startling at first, cause he felt this anger went further than the heart of the brain.He picked himself up from floor.Jalal came infront of Jodha and stretched his left hand protectively,.to pull his wife behind him.

Shariff was the first to throw in a punch, Jalal didn't move an inch and he hit him on his chest. It bounced of like he hit a trampoline. The shocked face was priceless.Jodha couldn't hold her laugh.She broke into giggles viewing that funny scene.It was a priceless view for Jodha when she noticed shariff started to sweating infront of Jalal.

Shariff's eyes steamed in anger when he heard Jodha's sniggering laugh.He felt emasculated before Jodha.Her insulting laugh inflamed his grudge.Shariff's rage reached upto its peak.He violently swung a fist at Jalal, but Jalal was too quick. He ducked down and slammed his knee into the shariff's crotch, sending him stumbling backwards with a yowl of pain. When he again lunged at him, Jalal stepped aside and revealed the brick wall behind him. Shariff, having hit his head, collapsed in a mound against the wall looking very unconscious.

Jalal quizzically gazed Shariff with a sharp glance of his piercing blue eyes, and sarcastically taunted him

"This is what you got fool.Fight like a man.I am giving my word if you could beat me now my wife is yours".Shariff stunned to this core making out what did Jalal said.He couldn't believe himself he said that.He had never felt this much humiliated infront of a girl as he noticed Jalal's stance didn't make any change in Jodha's face expression.She was still sardonically glancing at him as she was really reckoning him like an eunuch.

"Well let's see you can take her" taunted Jalal glancing at Shariff while pushing up the sleeves of his overcoat then took off his shirt knowing this could take a while and be sweaty.Shariff's jaw almost dropped watching perfectly chiseled muscles of Jalal.Perspiration was dripping along hard muscles of his biceps and triceps.In spite of he had lost some weight due hospital confinement.It won't take much of his fat.As Shariff studied his puffed and hairy chest.It was incredibly masculine and strong and sexy contours was visible as always like before..His hot V shaped well endowed figure and he had a huge eight packed abs near his stomach made Shariff's head spin.He felt Jalal is even more handsome now that he was on clothes.He also didn't failed to notice the way Jodha hungrily gazing at sweat glistening Jalal's golden skin..Shariffudeen's jealousy reached up to mountain apprehending Jodha's lusty gaze over Jalal.During his colleague days there are almost every guys were behind Jodha including him.But she wasn't even ready to shot a glance at them.But now !!! Biting his teeth and clutching his fist be made up in his mind that he will beat Jalal and ravish Jodha with his full mind.

He paced towards Jalal and made an effort to hit his shoulder.But Jalal effortlessly blocked his punch and let Sharif to carry way by all the blows and kicks, he turned and tried to hit Jalal with an ugly punch near his right eye. He barely managed to evade it.Jodha's face changed for a second, as their gaze met but changed back in a second.

Jodha fiercely encouraged her husband "Darling beat him up with his blood and pulp" Jalal nodded his head as an agreement called shariff mockingly by his eyes.As Shariff was about to hit Jalal's face with his left fist Jalal swiftly lowered his head.He missed Jalal by an inch. He acted quickly and grabbed her arm. He made a 360 degree turn and by doing so, so did Shariffs arm. He pushed his arm to his back and kicked him in the backside of his left knee.Shariff fell down on his stomach.Jalal sat down on one knee in his back. As Shariff had fallen on his other arm he couldn't move an inch of his upper body.

Now it was Jalal's turn. Several punches and kicks were given to Sharif with in a second.Shariff hissed in severe pain as Jalal's punches started to getting harder and harder.Jalal swiftly lifted Shariff from floor holding his neck and roared

"How dare you to look at my wife you bloody rogue" Jalal's hands and legs were now completely out of his control.he hit, punched and kicked shariff, everywhere he could. His self control was completely gone.His emotions completely overwhelmed him. As Jalal kept hitting him, he got out bit by bit what had been building inside him for the past 2 days.He unleashed his inner turmoil over Shariff.

Jalal punched him on his nose and started talking. "Do you have any idea how much you can and have hurt my Jodha, you nasty moron?" saying that Jalal kicked him in his crotch, he reached for his balls and he collapsed onto the mat.

"Did you really think I was just going to say 'It's okay' and leave you without punishing you. You did hurt her.didn't you? Bloody Moron !"

As Shariff was sitting on both hands and knees and reached for his crotch Jalal kicked him in his stomach as hard as he could. It definitely hurt like a hell, hearing his reaction was confirmation of that. But then he got up, with a great amount of pain, apparently shot a glance at Jodha who was standing by door side with an unresponsive face.He was actually begging to Jodha to prevent this torture.When Shariff was up Jodha noticed his nose bleeding heavily, but she was too consumed by her emotions, to pay attention to it.With out showing any mercy she said to her husband

"Keep going Jalal." Jodha can't be forgive him now.She have a better knowledge raping her was his idea.He deserves punishment from her Jalal.Meanwhile Jalal's also hasn't ready to show any compassion towards Shariff.He had expected this reaction from Jodha as he knew how much she suffered by him.

"Will you touch her.? Then touch her now bas***d" yelled Jalal while raising his leg and kicked him in his face and almost immediately after it he threw her right fist against Shariff's left eye. He started bleeding from both his mouth and his righteye socket.Shariff lamented in pain but above it all Jodha just smiled, no matter how much Jalal hurt him.

"Do you know how deep the hole in my soul has been these days. I have never felt this disastrous, ever! You goddamn ugly hooligan. You are the only person on the planet who can do this to me and you did without a second thought." said Jodha as her tears were now falling from her eyes like rain when she uttered it while Jalal gave him a double kick, somehow, right under his last ribs.He hit his eye again but this time he hit his right eye socket which started bleeding even more than the other his other eye.Jalal gave Shariff a final monstrous blow he fell onto the floor but didn't passed out..

This was the moment Jalal waited for he swiftly caught Shariff's neck and shouted out of violence "You dare touch even a hair on her and I will rip your soul out of..."He chocked him out and made him to say out everything...including his failed rape attempt against Jodha.He blurred out everything like a parrot.Jalal's face expression changed from sorrow to happiness as well as Jodha realizing nothing happened to her.Everything was a plan.Her happiness has no bounds as she tightly embraced Jalal when Shariff disclosed everything.Soon both of them fling themselves into a passionate lip lock infront of him.While enjoying Jalal's lips against hers Jodha didn't fail to miss those hurted and tormented expression on Shariff's face.For giving more pain she purposefully began sucking sweaty skin Jalal's neck side making him loose his control.Her enticing beauty magnetically lured Jalal into their bedroom ignoring Shariff's bruised figure completely and closed door passing a winning grin onto his crushed pride.He saw Jalal's hands sneaking around her waist while lifting her in his arms through the gap between door partition.Jodha closed her eyes in beatitude and slammed the door completely on his face kicking it by her legs.After some time Jodha's throaty pleasurable moans started to filling their luxurious bedroom.Despite of hearing everything the only thing shariff could do was cry heartbreakingly smouldering with that unbearable pain.Suffering. That's how his state can describe.Although believe it's much more than just"suffering". It was a plethora of shattered bones, burning flesh, and cracked skulls. In other words, it was pain and painful.While soaked in blood,Shariffudeen laid like that until Jalal's body guards take him away...

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The next day Jalal set out to find the whereabouts of Adham's hideout according to the description given by Shariffudeen who Jalal handed over to police.Attempt of rape case charged against him.Unfortunately Adham and his buddies had eloped from there with leaving Pratap before Jalal caught them.Jalal shocked to core witnessing Pratap's piteous condition.But He wasn't ready to forgive him for what he had to done.Anyway he once again spared him for Jodha so that she had requested to him to forgive Pratap once more for the sake of Rukaiyya's future.And she also pressurized don't disclose anything to Rukaiyya who was in business tour.Nevertheless Jalal denied Pratap's pathetic apologies giving a tight slap on his face and warned him that if he ever tried to get closer of his Jodha that will be his end.Everything was moving smoother as Jalal's and Jodha's life became as same as before.Love is the air !!!!😳

PRECAP:ADD LATER...😊JOHDHA GOING TO MISS WORLD BUT WILL PARIDHI ALLOW IT ?

Wow .. Wonderful chapter ... Jalal handling hia business nd get to know about jodhas plan from abdul ... Sharifu ko yo aj jalal ne majja chkkha dia ... Now truth came out in front of joja tht jodha is still pure .. Update soon

lovely !!.. finally sariff gets his blow... and jo proud of him!...

superb ch
truth came out
JJ happy
interesting precap
hate paridhi
update soon
eagerly waiting

Fabulous update buddy!!
Amazed to read ja struggle after his father death to keep the company at top.nd his achievements .
Adham..that jerk betrayed him bt becoz of jodha they safe from getting lost completely .
That moron creature came to harras jo bt get a solid lesson for his deed.
Jo too beat him nd after ja arrival that jerk completely knocked out.
Nd he blurtout truth.
Ja jo felt really happy that nothing happen that night.
Shariff got a right lesson
Nd exciting fornxt parts.
Miss world competition going to b really intersting..
Update soon ...

awsum


loved it
the way u described ja's tension in his early days & the happiness after he met jo was awsum


wow
jo fought him

& ja served sharif right..

wow truth is out
& jo ja kissing in front of him making him burn
hahahahaha

loved it
& lived it

awsum

Hey bro plz help me to clear my doubts hey tell in reality pratap, shariff and adham spent their night with jodha😲
Plz answer me
Btw awesome chapter

Awesome update ...😊

Awesome chapter n thnxx for pm n update nxt sn