Her Ruthless Professor

He wore a waistcoat on his black shirts and pants, then picking up a wristwatch, he wore it on his white veiny wrist. At last, he settled his brown chocolate hair and descended the stairs, he came down.

His white-turned-red color, his high-standing nose, his deep blue eyes, which always give cold vibes to the one in front of him, and the strict expressions always apparent on his face make Zaviyaar Khan look strict in his nature.

"Zaviyaar, are you out of your mind? What craziness are you up to?" Habib Khan asked him in a strict voice because suddenly his son was leaving the business of his family and was interested in serving as a professor in a low-standard university on an ordinary salary.

"I'm not liable for your decisions." He also retorted to him in a harsh voice. His white facial color turned crimson red. His warm blood was boiling in his nerves because he is a Pathan who can go to any extent for the sake of their honour.

"By doing this ordinary job you want to degrade us?" The blood of his father was also boiling at its peak that's why he roared loudly at him.

"Exactly, this is my plan. How accurately you know the intentions of your son then why are you making me mad by asking the same question again and again?" He asked him in an anger-filled voice clenching his jaw.

"Habib, let Zaviyaar go...." After hearing the outside noise, Gul told him in a soft voice. Zaviyaar dropped a cursory look at his mother. Habib Khan turned totally calm after listening to his wife. The geniality in the voice of his wife always works as an anecdote by keeping him calm.

Zaviyaar dropped a sharp look at his father before walking out.

"Drive safely, Zaviyaar.." His stern expression didn't loosen even after listening to the voice of his mother on his back.

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Anaaya came downstairs, pulling a chair for herself. She sat silently at the dining table. She saw Shehroz and Hira were also sitting there at the dining table. Her father, Nawaz, had already left for the office and her stepmother, Zainab, was as usual locked in her room.

"Anaaya, if you want to eat something special then tell me, and I will cook for you," Hira asked her after finding her lost in some thought.

"No thanks, I don't need anything." With a slight smile, she answered Hira. Shehroz, who was watching Anaaya with deep eyes, was relieved after seeing the smile on her face.

"Today is my Anaaya first day at university?" Shehroz asked her in a soft voice while looking at Anaaya. He can't bear the anger or ignorance of his sister because it can't let him sleep in peace.

Shehroz really wants his sister to study at the top university in the city, but because of low marks of Anaaya, they can't secure her admission to that university. She was also a bit weak in her studies so she was admitted to a local university in the city.

"Yes..." In a low voice, she answered him in a single word. Don't know why but Shehroz always finds her tired for ages, which is quite contrary to the period of life she is in now.

"Anaaya, if you have any complaints against me then better to sit with me and settle it because your strange attitude always hurts me."

Shehroz told her in a solemn voice. He got up from the chair, putting his hand on her head. While Anaaya's eyes were fixed on an empty plate placed on the table.

"I'm getting late." She stood up hurriedly, picking up her bag, and she almost ran out. She saw the driver was already standing near the car waiting for her to drop her to the university.

"Shehroz, give her some time. I think she was missing you after you left her." Hira told him softly after seeing the solemn face of Shehroz.

It was cold weather. Anaaya was wearing a black dress with a red shawl wrapping around her shoulders. She leaned her head against the window while staring at the fog spreading everywhere.

She was lost in some deep thought when suddenly the car bumped with extreme force from behind. Her seat belt wasn't on. That's why after colliding with the mirror, she fell to the front.

"Ohh my God, madam are you fine?" She immediately straightened up after hearing the concerned voice of the driver. She felt her head getting dizzy.

"Yes, I am fine. What happened?" She asked him gravely while holding her head in her hands.

"Madam, I lowered the speed of the car when suddenly a car bumped me from behind." The driver told her nervously. A frown appeared on the forehead of Anaaya.

"Come out." Anaaya, who was still listening to him, diverted her eyes towards the mirror where she saw a man standing angrily knocking at the mirror of the car.

"You stop, I will talk..." After seeing the driver nervous, she herself came out, opening the door of the car. She came to know that it was the mistake of her driver.

Zaviyaar, who was driving at his speed, quickly put his foot on the brakes as the car in front of him suddenly lowered its speed. But still, his car bumped into the one in front of him. He was fuming in rage when he came to the driver.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Anaaya asked him in a harsh tone.

"I don't talk with women. Tell your driver to come out." He told her in a cold voice after giving her face a cursory look.

"Right, then I am also not listening to what you are saying." He glared at her with his deep blue eyes as he heard her loud voice.

Without saying a word, Zaviyaar took his hand inside the waistcoat, taking out the gun. Anaaya was startled and left with an open mouth on his act.

"Come out within two minutes. Otherwise, I will break the window and drag you out." He roared angrily.

"Are you crazy? You are making a fuss of nothing. What is the need to take out this gun? I will pay you for your damage." Anaaya was trying to act calm after noticing the matter was getting worse.

"Aren't you listening to me? Come out..." The furious voice of Zaviyaar made the driver come out of the car. Zaviyaar grabbed him by the collar, making him stand in front of himself.

"Considering your age, I'm letting you go. But next time, act like a man and come out of the car by yourself." He told him furiously by shaking him. Then he pushed him back towards the car and without glancing at Anaaya, he put the gun back in his waistcoat, and walked towards his car.

Anaaya was startled for a moment after listening to him. She felt he was about to kill her driver. The silent eyes of Anaaya chased him to his car.

"You will drive carefully. Because of you, a grave accident could have happened." Anaaya sat in the car after strictly instructing the driver. The driver also apologized and sat back in his driving seat.

Anaaya entered the class and without talking with anyone, she sat on the chair of the last row. Today was her first day at the university but she wasn't feeling a little happy.

As the time of the lecture approached, a big crowd of girls and boys entered the class. She just rolled her eyes after feeling some boys' gaze on her. From her personality, she looks like a rich girl.

"My name is Zaviyaar Khan. You can call me professor. Other than that, I don't like any name. I don't like any fun or misbehaviour in the class. If anyone tries to, then later on he/she won't take the class. Let's start the session today with the introduction of the subject." Zaviyaar folded the cuffs of his arms and powered on his laptop. Along with it, he connected his laptop to the projector.

Slight noises of whispers were circulating in the class.

"Thug..." Anaaya's eyes widened as she saw him. The word abruptly left out of her mouth. Her eyes abruptly went to his waistcoat from where he took out his gun.

On her murmuring in a low voice, the girl, sitting beside her, eyed her with a strange look.

"What?" Anaaya solemnly asked the girl as she looked at her.

"You, stand up...." Zaviyaar gestured towards Anaaya. It felt to him she was talking with the girl sitting beside her. Zaviyaar quickly recognised her as she stood up.

Anaaya immediately caught a feeling of fear as she felt everyone was looking at her. She already knew that Zaviyaar was gesturing towards her, that's why she stood up, squeezing her lips.

"Yes...." She asked him with a grin tone.

"Read the slide which I displayed now." She tightly fisted her hands as she heard Zaviyaar. She was finding it a bit difficult to read. She wetted her lips and looked at the slide.

She felt all the words were intermingling with each other. Because of nervousness, her palms turned sweaty.

"I...it....it...." Her tongue wasn't helping her in speaking. She felt like thorns were piercing in her throat. She wasn't looking like the confident girl she was a while earlier. She can listen to the slight giggling sound of girls around her.

"Instead of moving your tongue if you focused on what I am teaching you then you won't have to face this difficulty. Now, sit down and shut your mouth." The words of Zaviyaar erupted fire inside of her. How can she endure to face her insult that's why she stomped her foot and taking her books, she went out.

Zaviyaar just clenched his lips the way she left his class. But again he started delivering his lecture.

"What does he think of himself? Mighty professor, huh just go to hell....!" To calm herself, she sat on the bench built on one side of the lawn.

"The thug..... I will also take avenge of this insult." She said, spoiling her face and attaching her cell phone to the air pods, she started listening to the music.

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She was feeling discomfort as she came back from the university. Never in her life, had she ever felt peace living in this home. If Shehroz and Hira were not staying in this house, then up till now she would have taken a grave step to leave this house.

"Anaaya, lunch is ready. Take lunch before going to your room." She harshly squeezed her lips as she heard the voice of Zainab.

"I'm not feeling hungry." She said and was about to climb upstairs when Zainab came near her.

"Aren't you listening to me? I told you to take your lunch before going to your room. You both sister and brother are the curse of my life." She was not astonished after listening to the words of Zainab because she was used to listening to her taunts since her childhood. The poison of her words, which she was filling her innocent mind by hiding from everyone else, was now running in her nerves.

Zainab harshly grabbed her by arm turning her towards herself. Anaaya looked at her with stern eyes. She was feeling her fingers boring in her arms.

With a jerk, Anaaya released her arm from her grip.

"My brother has come back if he knew how you are treating me, he would make your condition worse than your that greedy sister." The anger and tone of Anaaya's language badly surprised Zainab. She was shocked after listening to her.

Tssshhhh

Zainab abruptly raised her hand and left its imprint on her face. Anaaya was standing standstill putting her hand on her face.

"How dare you raise your hand on Anaaya...!" Zainab bewildered after listening to the voice of Shehroz on her back.

"It doesn't happen for the first time that you are asking her." She met her eyes with Zainab's eyes and saying harshly, she climbed the stairs and went to her room.

"I will talk with your husband later on but if you dare to think about raising your hand again on my sister then I will forget who you are. Learn to control your hands and mouth. Otherwise, I know how to crush it as it's my hobby." Very hardly, he was controlling his anger. Otherwise, he really wants to choke the throat of this woman, who, don't know for how long, was raising her hand on her.

"Y....y.... you can't talk with me like that." She shouted at him.

"Keep your voice low. I didn't permit my wife to stand in my house and talk with me in a loud voice. Then in comparison with her, you don't hold any importance for me." After listening to the cold voice of Shehroz and sensing the matter getting worse, fuming in anger, she ran to her room.

Shehroz wants to talk with Anaaya but he has to go back to the office for an important meeting which is awaiting him, that's why he has to go out, unwillingly.

Anaaya looked at her face in the mirror where she saw the marks of fingers still appearing slightly on her face. She took out a concealer and properly covered her face with makeup.

Today her mood was spoiled early in the morning. Last night, she didn't sleep properly. Now her eyes were turning red because of sleep deprivation and her head was also heavy.

Without having breakfast, she left for the university. Shehroz called her so many times but she didn't stop. After reaching the university, she went to the cafeteria to take tea. It was morning time so the cafeteria wasn't crowded much. On only two tables, students were sitting.

After taking her tea, she turned back and went to the empty place on the back side of the ground. A lot of trees were implanted there. She leaned against a tree. With the cold breeze of the morning, she was enjoying taking her tea.

"When will the chairperson come back? I can't wait anymore." From behind the trees, Anaaya listened to someone's heavy voice. She shook her head and turned herself again.

"Yes, Zaviyaar Khan has reached here." After listening to the name of Zaviyaar, her ears alerted.

"If Zaviyaar caught the chairperson before us then we would be trapped very badly." Fear was apparent in the voice of the person. Very silently, Anaaya took her head out behind the tree and looked at the man. To her, this man doesn't belong to the university.

"Don't worry, we will trap Zaviyaar Khan in his own game. Yes, I will find out now when that absconder comes so that we can finish him." He hung up the call after he was done with his talking. Anaaya stopped her breathing. As the man left the place, she quickly picked up her things and went to her class.

It wasn't bothering her what was going on or who was going to do what. After thinking about the class of Zaviyaar, her mood was spoiled further.

"Please Allah, give me patience." She sat in the last row of the class and said looking up. Zaviyaar entered the class. As usual, his face was giving a dead serious look. In his presence, the whole class fell into deep silence. After the insult of Anaaya, no one wants to take their insult from Zaviyaar.

Zaviyaar dropped a cursory look at the whole class. His eyes abruptly went to Anaaya who was wearing a skin-colored dress. But very quickly he averted his eyes from her.

The whole lecture went peacefully. All the students heaved a sigh of relief and after getting free, they all left the class.

"You stop, I have to talk with you about yesterday." He stopped Anaaya. Composing herself, she stopped otherwise after getting free from the class she wanted to go out of there.

In black pants and a brown shirt with a waistcoat on and with his folded cuffs Zaviyaar was looking extremely handsome and dashing. For a moment, Anaaya got nervous as she looked at the stern expression on his face.

"Yes, professor." She asked squeezing her lips and arching her brow.

"Yesterday you went out during the class, I don't like this at all. From now onwards, take care of it. Otherwise, I don't like insulting in front of everyone." On his dictation, Anaaya tightly clenched her fists. Zaviyaar's eyes abruptly went to her cheek. Despite her makeup, the mark on her cheek of Anaaya couldn't hide from the sharp eyes of Zaviyaar.

"Ok professor, if you allow can I go now?" She asked gritting her teeth. Zaviyaar ignored her tone and with the gesture of his hand, he told her you can go now. She controlled herself and quickly went out of there.

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Today Hira forcefully brought Anaaya to the shopping with herself. Unwillingly, she has to come with her. Otherwise, because of her headache, she really wants to take a nap.

But because of Hira coaxing her lovingly, she came with her. Shehroz was in the office because of his important meeting. So they both came with the driver for the shopping.

In the shopping, Hira strolled her badly everywhere in the mall. Her head was feeling dizzy. She excused herself from Hira and went to the washroom. When she entered, her feet halted as she heard voices coming from inside. After listening to the familiar voice, she slightly opened the door.

"Quickly tell me the name of that person. I don't have any patience. In a minute, I will send you up." Chill ran down the spine of Anaaya as she heard the cold wrathful voice of Zaviyaar. Maybe in rage, he didn't hear the voice of the door opening.

"Hahaha..... you can do whatever you like. You will never get him. Thousands of dogs like you are behind him, but he is a lion and dogs can't haunt the lion." The words of the man boiled his anger. His nerves were popping out in rage.

He took out a gun from his waistcoat and squeezing the bruised face of the man, he thrust the gun inside his mouth.

'Crazy mad man, he takes the gun out on every matter. He really is a thug.' Anaaya murmured in the mouth. He was the first strange man for whom Anaaya was feeling like needles were crawling over her body.

"He is not a lion but a jackal and you are his taming dog. I'm a lion and I can haunt him without you." Zaviyaar roared angrily at him while punching him strongly in his stomach.

"Aaahhh..." As Anaaya saw his act, a scream went out of her mouth. Zaviyaar's red eyes abruptly went towards Anaaya. He pierced his red eyes in Anaaya's eyes. Then strongly hitting the wounded man with his gun, he made him unconscious.

Anaaya turned into a statue after seeing this. The cold eyes of Zaviyaar have made her still. Zaviyaar took out his mobile and without averting his eyes from Anaaya, he called someone.

"Take this man from here." He spoke in a cold voice. His eyes were still fixed on Anaaya while he was talking on the mobile. She started backstepping after seeing him stepping closer towards her. Anaaya's eyes abruptly went to the gun he was holding in his hand.

The stains of blood were clearly visible on his white hands. Anaaya felt her throat getting dry. As Zaviyaar stepped closer to her, a shivering breath escaped from her mouth. This time as she moved back, her waist hit the wall. Zaviyaar placed his hand on the left side of her on the wall and brought the gun in front of her face.

"G...get off..." She said after tightly shutting her eyes as she saw the gun. Zaviyaar brought the gun near her face to tuck back the strands of her hair falling on her face. Shivering, Anaaya was looking like an innocent sparrow in front of him.

"Is your presence necessary wherever I go?" He raised her face, putting the tip of the gun under her chin. Very slowly, Anaaya raised her eyes and looked into his cold eyes. She saw his eyes were very attractive. Despite willingly, she couldn't stare into his eyes for long. So she averted her eyes.

"And I think it's your favourite hobby to take your gun out everywhere to crazily kill people." She said in a rude voice, biting her lip. Zaviyaar, who wanted to talk calmly with her, was irked by the tone of her voice because anger always stayed at the peak of his nose.

"Shut up.... look at this gun. Right now, I will empty all its bullets in you and no one will know anything about you. You know why?" He asked in his cold voice, pressing the tip of the gun slightly into her cheek. For a moment, Anaaya's heart stopped beating when it thumped again.

"Because Zaviyaar Khan does his work in a way that no one can get its hint. People call me cleaner because I do every work very cleanly." He leaned over her and said angrily. His nerves were popping out in rage. Anaaya bent a little as she felt his breathing airing her face.

"Ohh, I didn't know you are a peon." She said sarcastically while hiding her fear of calling him peon. Zaviyaar narrowed his eyes and glared at her angrily. He saw she wasn't fearing of him and glaring at him by peering her eyes with his eyes.

And Anaaya was the first girl who was acting calmly in front of Zaviyaar's wrath.

"I will see you. Just wait and watch. And don't you dare to say a word about this matter to anyone otherwise I will vanish you from this earth so that no one will know your whereabouts." He warned her in his dead harsh voice while his mobile was vibrating. Don't know why but still Anaaya wasn't afraid of him.

And Zaviyaar Khan was the first man whom she was sitting confidently in front of him. Don't know why she can't stop herself from answering him despite his fear of knocking her. Zaviyaar Khan stepped back and getting away from her, he picked up the call.

Anaaya ran out of the place as he let her go.

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"Your wife is raising her hand on Anaaya," Shehroz informed Nawaz in his cold voice.

"You are lying. Zainab can't do this." Nawaz was attentively listening to him as he was irked by the accusation of Shehroz on his wife.

"Does it feel to you I am lying?" He asked him in a monotone.

"Right.... how one can keep any expectation from you? Why will you believe now when you didn't believe ever? Instead of blindly trusting your wife, if you give a little attention to Anaaya then she wouldn't dare to raise her hand on Anaaya." He shouted angrily. Nawaz clenched his fists on his saying.

"Don't teach me what I have to do and what not.... I myself will talk with my daughter." Nawaz said bitterly.

"Because of your blind trust, I won't bear any cruelty on my sister. If that woman again raised her hand on Anaaya then I will cross all the limits." He warned him in his cold voice and taking long strides, he walked out of his office. His distrust was taking his son away from him.