Winking at the teenage servant, Aaliyah moved her hips to the rhythm of the song. Her face half covered because of the sheer-net face veil. Her beautiful hazel eyes seeming more prominent because of the kohl around her eyes. The red lipstick on her full big lips marked their lusciousness through the golden net.
Aaliyah chuckled lightly as the servant scurried away at her bold move. His cheeks reddened as she caught him staring at her but it wasn't wrong of him. She knew she looked like a goddess in the golden low-cut blouse and a maroon long skirt with a slit.
Focusing on her guests, she looked at them with her lustful eyes and slowly placed her right leg forward through the slit while performing a dance move. Everyone in the room now was staring at her long legs and she knew she had caught the eye of the most dangerous man in the room. Smirking to herself, she twirled her hands around and shimmied her torso to the beats.
The beats changed to slow ones and the melody flooded the Divan-Khanah. Aaliyah kept her eyes on the Vazir, but not directly. She blushed and giggled at every catcall or comment. Though, consciously she was abusing them all. All these men thought that women were objects and could be treated as piece of shit, but she disagreed with that strongly.
A fellow dancer started grinding her body with Aaliyah and this caused a steer within the audience. The catcalls, whistles and curse of words hyped up. Both knew they had to improve their performance if they wanted a good earning tonight. So, when Aaliayh leaned in to kiss the fellow dancer she gladly compiled. Kissing each other passionately, both traced every curve of their bodies with their hands. A man walked upto them and showered them with bundles of money. More people started throwing money at them and they had to showcase more.
As the other girl moved to remove Aaliyah's blouse, the Vazir motioned them to follow him. Thus, the show ended for the audience and the private one began for the Vazir. The bodyguards ushered the giggling girls into the private room. Aaliyah smirked to herself, but was worried for the well-being of the fellow dancer.
Shazia was a nice girl and didn't belong in this field but, was in dire need of money. After spending some time with her, Aaliyah found out that she was an orphan and had been doing this work since last year to make ends meet. The last year had been the worst year of Shazia's life with all the politics, games, money and men.
The girls followed the guards into the dimly lit hallway, where the volume of the music was low. They entered a furnished room with couch and a bed, clearly for adult usage. The lighting in the room was faint gold and all the furnishings screamed riches. They were instructed to undress themselves and wait for the Vazir to enter. The girls followed the instructions and laid down seductively on the bed, giggling to themselves.
After ten minutes or so, the Vazir entered the room with a glass of arak in his hand. He smirked at the site and informed the guards to keep the security tight, before closing the door. He made his way over the couch and sat in the center. He motioned the girls with his hands to begin. Aaliayh stood up first and started dancing seductively. Shazia just sat there looking at the Vazir lustfully. This was the drill, one by one performance and if the client wanted sex then it had to be done.
"Play with each other." The Vazir motioned with his hands before leaning back comfortably on the couch.
The girls took this as a cue to start undressing. There were never feelings involved in this but, they had to make it look more realistic with their performance to earn good amount of money. Playing with each other's breasts they kissed and danced seductively. The groan coming from the Vazir meant that they were on the right track.
After ten minutes of seductive dancing, the Vazir got up from the couch and made his way over to the bed. He grabbed Aaliyah by her hairs and kissed her roughly while, playing with Shazia's breasts. Aaliyah noticed that the sabu of arak was empty, she nodded her head at Shazia. Shazia gladly took her leave to fetch more arak.
Aaliyah laid the Vazir down on the bed and got on top of him, straddling his waist. She removed his scarf and threw it over her shoulder. Bending down, she kissed his neck and moved onto his lips. Vazir grabbed her by her waist and started moving her up and down. Shazia still hadn't returned with the arak. Aaliyah followed the Vazir's pace and rocked her hips against his thighs.
As the Vazir closed his eyes deep in lust induced phase, Aaliyah took a hold of the dagger she had hidden. The Vazir opened his eyes to find Aaliyah in ready position to stab him to death. The moment he was about to shout for help, Aaliyah stabbed him in the heart but not before uttering the words,"This is for attacking my brother, dayoos."
Shazia entered the room when Aaliyah was repeatedly stabbing the Vazir and the sabu of arak fell to the ground in shock. Aaliyah quickly turned to the sound and her eyes widened. She had pretty much forgotten about the poor-soul in her rage and revenge filled mind. Shazia stood there in shock, not moving at all. The site making her feel nauseous.
Aaliyah quickly grabbed their clothes and ushered Shazia towards the window. She couldn't leave the innocent one to die out here. Shazia numbly followed Aaliyah and swiftly jumped out of the window. They both reached the start of the dark forest and Aaliyah stopped to look at the building they had left. A second later the building exploded in ashes and this shook Shazia out of the numbness. A gasp left her mouth as she looked at the explosion.
Screams filled the once peaceful night atmosphere. Shazia looked at Aaliyah with fearful eyes and took a step back to run away. Aaliyah grabbed her hand and nodded towards the building, "Those people deserved to die, janan."
"But, why?" Shazia questioned her motives.
"You will know eventually. Come with me. You are safe with me." Aaliyah offered her hand. Shazia placed her hand in hers and they both disappeared into the dark forest.
~~~
"Where are we going?" Shazia kept on questioning as they followed some secret pathway.
Aaliyah didn't bother to reply and kept moving forward."But,why are we in the Mahal? What if we get caught?"
"Will you just shut up for a moment?" Aaliyah snapped at her and Shazia sealed her mouth shut.
The girls walked through the dark secret way and kept on turning around corners. After a while, Aaliyah stopped in front of a wall. She pushed a few bricks inside and a sound of lock being opened was heard. Aaliyah smiled and then pushed the wall aside.
A room came into the view and Aaliyah stepped inside. Shazia quietly followed her inside and a gasp left her mouth." Is that Shahzada Jahmal?" Shazia pointed at the ten-year old boy playing with the toys.
" Aaliyah!" the boy turned at the sound and his face lit up in happiness. He ran towards Aaliyah and she happily opened her arms for a hug. The boy lunged at her and she easily caught him, hugging him to her chest. She repeatedly kissed him on the cheeks and the boy laughed in delight. He placed a open- mouth kiss on her cheeks before asking," Why didn't you come visit me last week?" a frown playing on his innocent face.
"I had some work to be done, jaan. I'm sorry I couldn't come earlier." Aaliyah apologized to him and he forgave her easily with a smile.
At this moment, an older lady entered the room and Shazia looked at her in fear of being caught. The lady turned towards them after placing some food on the table. She shook her head in disbelief before speaking," How many times do I have to tell you Aaliyah not to come unannounced?"
"Aaliyah? But, your name is Adara?" Shazia looked at them in confusion.
"Yes, I'm Aaliyah and I'm also Adara, my love. Now, come eat you must be starving." She gestured towards the food set on the table and walked towards it with Jahmal in her arms.
" Khoury jaan, why are you so intense? Let's have dinner shall we." Aaliyah poked the older lady, amusement radiant on her face.
The older lady just shook her head in annoyance and started serving the food. Shazia didn't knew what to do so she just sat there in silence. As, they started eating Aaliyah told Shazia that this was her new home and she would work under Khoury jaan. At first, Shazia thought that it was the same work as earlier but Aaliyah quickly assured her that she won't be doing that sort of work anymore.
After finishing the dinner, Shazia and Khoury jaan piled up all the dishes on the tray and washed their hands. Aaliyah and Jahmal were playing with his toys in the corner of the room. Khoury jaan quickly gave Shazia the directions to the royal kitchen and set her off.
Khoury jaan walked upto the table and saw Aaliyah's blood stained clothes kept hidden out of Jahmal's views. She picked up the clothes and threw them in the fire pit. No need of unnecessary evidence of some dirty work.
Aaliyah insisted that it was getting late and that it was time for Jahmal's bed time. So, they tucked Jahmal in the bed and blew out the torch lamp. Just as Aaliyah was about to take her leave, Khoury jaan grabbed her by the elbow and they moved to Khoury jaan's room.
"Why you must keep doing this, Aaliyah?"
"So, you saw the blood." Aaliyah sighed.
"Yes! Ya allah, it was your luck that Jahmal didn't see it. What were you thinking when you planned to come here? Do you think he won't ever notice it?" Khoury jaan grabbed onto Aaliyah's elbows and shook her hard.
"Those haramis deserved it, Khoury jaan. They tried to kill my baby brother! They had it coming for themselves. You can keep your eyes closed on all of this but, I can't. Ever since the death of Ammi jaan and Aba jaan, every one's trying to take over the kingdom. Everyone's trying to hurt Jahmal and they already think I am DEAD!" Aaliyah lashed out at Khoury jaan.
This seemed to stun Khoury jaan and she took a step back. Aaliyah had been suppressing her thoughts for so long, she felt a load being taken off her shoulders. Aaliyah's eyes were full of tears and she tried hard not to emotions take her mind over.
She quickly contained herself and kept her chin up as she left the room but, not before uttering the words," Take care of yourself and Jahmal for me, Khoury jaan. I'll be back soon."
~~~
Aaliyah entered the room with a knife in her hand. The man standing in the walk-in wardrobe was clueless as he was buttoning up his kurta. Aaliyah walked towards him slowly, without making any noise. The room was dead silent and any sound would give her away.
She pointed the knife at his back and as she was about to strike, the man turned around and took the knife out of her hand.
"We talked about this, jaan." The man grinned at her and pecked her cheeks. He wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her closer. She squeaked in delight at his moves and tilting her head quickly pecked his lips. He threw the knife at the other end of the room and threw her on the bed, before climbing on top of her.
"Nader!" she scolded him.
"What? Don't deny that you like it when I get rough with you." Nader grinned at her and started kissing her neck. She blushed at his crude words. But, quickly gained her strong self-back and pushed him down on the bed. Climbing on top of him, she gave him her most seductive look and that earned her a groan from him.
"Aren't you feisty, jaan?" he placed his hands on her waist.
"You love that about me." She winked at him.
"That is very true." He gladly confessed.
Aaliyah started kissing him lovingly and his hands roamed her body. He turned her around and removed her top. He continued to kiss her neck and his hands found her breast, but stopped suddenly.
"What is it?" Aaliyah questioned him.
"You seem distracted, jaan. Is everything alright?" He asked concern masking his features.
Aaliyah kept silent and Nader understood that she was upset about the explosion today. "You don't have to be upset about it, love. They deserved it."
Aaliyah nodded her head at his words but her mind was still not agreeing to this, "But still."
"No, you are doing the right thing and you are going to take the revenge of your parent's deaths." He looked at her lovingly, yet his words were stern and meant serious business.
This broke her out of her emotional trance and her eyes reflected rage and fierceness. "I'm going to kill every person who is responsible for my parent's deaths and they deserve horrendous deaths."
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Vocabulary-
Divan-Khanah- Hall room.
Vazir- Officer.
Sabu-Jar.
Arak- Wine.
Dayoos- Asshole.
Janan- Love.
Shahzada- Prince.
Haramis- Bastards.
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