Chapter 13

Ibrahim Khan was returning today, and thankfully, the devil had been out of the city for the past week. So, no more torments.

Her mind was constantly boggling on how to bring this whole contract marriage thing to Mr. Ibrahim and get herself out of this situation. Only if she had the money to pay her advance salary back and leave that Devil’s den forever.

“You will still be somehow married to him!” her mind chided, making her mentally groan. Unable to think as she walked through the crowded corridors of her university, the only place which was a safe haven for her, though for a few hours. It also reminded her of the price she had paid to revive her dream.

She looked at the stream of cars in the parking lot, trying to locate Selina. It had been days since they last met, and today, Granna invited her strictly to their home for lunch.

‘Should I tell Selina?’ She thought but disregarded the idea; that man screamed danger, and to what extent she didn’t know. If an