(2 days later-Aaliya nd Zain in a coffee shop,paying the bill at the counter)
She at first simpered and then umed in anger as the audacious woman, threw come ons at her husband-HER HUSBAND ZAIN OSMAN ABDULLAH! Her face twitched into a tight stern smile as she tried to burn her with her glare.'That woman..' she thought as she noticed for the umpteenth time how she was flirting and batting her eyelashes at him,and her husband was conveniently ignoring it nd also forgetting that he was married to her !"So..Stana r here 2 stay? .." Zain asked and the phony woman replied in her over-exuberant voice--" Nooo baby actually I'm here for a trip..." "oh! Too bad..." she rested her perfectly manicurd hand on his sholder...she was standing too close to him at the cost of her comfort...she did'nt feel like watching them doing whatever they were doing any longer,Aaliya rushed out of the bistro,out into the open air..the confines of the small place was stifling her ,choking her senses just like the tears which were stinging her eyes,she kept on walking..he had followed her out of the place.."Princess...Arree Mamu Ki Bhanji...Aaliya.."she could hear his voice as it called out her name,but she paid to heed to it,she kept on walking...because she knew that if she spoke 2 him now then she'd end up doing something stupid..Just as she was about to walk past their car in the parking lot,she felt a strong masculine grip on her hand..a touch well known to her skin,and with one tug he pulled her close 2 him and twisting her hand behind her waist he anchored her close to his chest and backed her upto the closed door of their car.."Zain-choddo mujhe,yeh public place hai...haath choddo, aur mujhe jaane do.." she turned her face away from him,she did'nt want 2 meet his eye,she was sad and angry all at the same time !"Zain..." Zain could see the pain and anger of betrayl in her eyes which he knew had been caused because of a misunderstanding.. "Mujhse bhaag kar kahaan jaa rahi thi tum haan? "Main tumse kyu bhagu,..main toh tumhare saame se chali jaa rahi thi..par shayaad tum tumhare uss 'LONDON wali ex girlfriend ke saath bauhat busy the isleye -" "Shut up ! " he bellowed.."the truth always hurts..dont they.." her tongue was spitting fire...His face neared hers, he moved closer 2 her body...if it was even possible.." Aaliya Zain Abdullah..You are the love of my life.. you are my wife... Stana is my past,something that I've left behind..." "But kabhi kabhi toh lagta hai ki tum bauhat mis karte ho london mei bitaye huye dino ko..iss liye mei jaa rahi thi yahann se taki tum uske saath time spend kar sako...kissy toh hai hi yahaan par,hugie aur cutie ko bhi bula lete... " she have a sarcastic laugh.."gadi me behto.." " Nahin jaana he ghar tumhare saath>>" "Khud nahi behthoge toh uthakar ke jaonga >>" his voice was steady nd void of any emotion.The car ride was silent and so was the dinner that they had with the rest of the family on reaching Barkat Villa.Often stealing glances at what the other was doing the completed their lunch and found themselves behind the closed doors of their bedroom. Zain tried to speak ... She stopped him as she angrily threw his change of night clothes on his face..' His sherni was angry wid him... he'd have to do something...' Zain thought and no sooner did the realisation hit him that he found himself trapping her within his strong arms."Zain..."she struggled and made futile attempts to free herself from him.He silently shook his head no and she looked at him in bewilderment as she saw him raising his hand ..Her eyes widenedin shock as he cooly opened the clip that held her hair in a french knot.."Zain...mere clip waapas de do.." "Zain..Please.." "NAhin" that was his only answer,he grinned as she saw her pout in frustration as she tied to reach the clip in his hand ,which clearly was beyond her reach.Aaliya in her futile attempts pushed him,and the tumbled down together on their plush bed..She shuddered as he pulled her closer to him body..and within the flick of a finger,she found herself pinned down beneath him..Zain neared her face to hers making sure to balance himself on his arms and not put his entire body weight on her petite frame.." Jal rai thi na tum...stana se.." his husky voice sent tingle down her spine and suddenly the room felt warmer than before." Main..m-main kyu jealous feel karungi...""Toh tum sachh mei jealous feel nahi kar rahi thi aaj, aag ki tarha jal rahi thi jab Stana mere saath flirt kar rahi thi.." she was sure that his intense gaze would burn her to the very core..He placed a soft kiss a the base of her neck..and then nuzzled the contour of her face,grazing his stubbled cheek against her soft damask one... She was losing groung..losing reasons 2 remain angry with him..that man sure as hell knew how to make up... she thought as Zain brushed his lips against her temple then her eyes her cheeks and then the cide of her lips...igniting a fire inside her..."haan main jealous feel kar rahi thi,and why wont I,she is beautiful,she was ur ex,u guys share memories... " " U r my everything Aaliya..." Her lps met his in a frentic dance of passion and lust as he hungrily devoured her,and she responded with equal fervour...But the stopped abruptly with ragged breaths and crimson faces as the found the source of the loud scream...
-AnnRosewood
Real Estate
