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Originally posted by: BeYourself

and then he will just phataphat do it ☺️🤣

Originally posted by: shreya11mehra

evn m not in competition today

The second part of Chapter 14

He heard her swearing...she wasn't aware he had picked up...

What the hell am I supposed to ask him?? What the hell was I thinking...she muttered..as Asad walked up to his room and waited for her to realize that he had picked up...

F**K...F**K F**K...what the hell is going on...and why the F**K is he not picking up..she muttered...as she paced around, not realizing the phone had stopped ringing...

Language Ms Farooqi...and I've been hearing you rant for the last 10 seconds..he said...a little amused at her absentmindedness .

Zoya...literally stumbled on the carpet end and fell on the sofa...

Oww she winced,

What happened now...Asad asked...

Nothing..Why do you care...she whined, tending to her twisted ankle...

Asad rolled his eyes and masseged his forehead..There was no escaping her. She even managed to hunt him down at his house through his phone.

He waited for her to finish fretting and finally asked her..

Is there a reason for your call Ms Farooqi...He knew her reason to call, but he asked her anyways..

No...she replied and bit her tongue...

Of course there's a reason..I don't call you just like that..she argued...

Asad was losing his cool..he was dead tired...

Ms Farooqi can we talk on Monday...I am really tired...

No..we will talk now...tell me what happened last night...she asked..holding her breath..there she asked..now she wanted him to answer...

Don't you remember???Asad didn't give in...

No I don't...I uh mean..not clearly...Zoya was stammering..and that made her angry..his voice was doing things to her..that was making her nervous..

Care to tell me what you remember and I will fill in the blanks..Asad said sounding a little bored...He just yawned as she continued being silent...

Ms Farooqi make it quick...I don't have all night...Its already 10, and I need to get some sleep...

Woo...you are such an oldie..I mean who sleeps at 10...Zoya laughed forgetting the issue at hand for a second..

Ms Farooqi, you are trailing off topic..and FYI I sleep at 12..but its none of your business when I sleep,I don't believe you'd be up now if you had driven all night...he was starting to get annoyed...

Whatever...I just want to know what happened last night...the hotel staff filled me in..but I thinks that's crap...I don't believe them...I mean..why would I not just grab a cab and go back..Why would I allow a random person to collect my luggage and why out of everything available in the hotel store would I buy a vest and boxers..that just doesn't make sense...She stopped talking as another image came into her mind...

OMFG...those were your clothes..that was your room...OMG OMG OMG...she gasped and dropped the phone on the sofa...Now everything was crystal clear...every image that had come across her mind was real...She couldn't believe it...

OMG...what the hell did I do...tell me Mr Khan..god damn it..tell me...please...I want you to tell me...I don't want to assume...please...

Fine...I will tell you...but on one condition...his voice was firm, but he was starting to get restless...He was not wanting to re-live those moments again...

What...condition..just for F**Ks sake tell me...I mean how dare you keep it from me...I have the right to know..

Shut up will you...I don't have to deal with your tantrums ...Please grab you husband if you want to lose it, swear and yell...I am not your punching bag alright...He was mad...so he snapped at her...she was starting to get on his nerves...

Click...she disconnected the phone and Asad...tossed his phone to the wall in frustration...This woman was making him go insane...

He swore under his breath and collected his phone. Thankfully the pillows had broken its impact...

He took a moment and collected himself...a few deep breath a few words to calm himself and he was back to his composed self...

He then decided to handle Zoya with a calm demeanor..So he called her back...She didn't pick up...That was expected...He called her again...no responses...Finally he lost it...he had had enough of her...outbursts..He needed to get this out of his system once and for all..so without bothering to change out of his check Pj's and navy blue v neck tee..he grabbed his car keys and drove to her apartment

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Shahid...fidgeted with the computer screen for the umpteenth time, but all he got was an error.,...This was not happening...how was this possible..He was sure..he had saved all the information on this very folder, but somehow it was no longer there...His computer had been wiped clean...

Not knowing what else to do he contacted the company's IT department..and asked for help...

The answer he received from them shocked him. His computer was being tracked and they had found out that there had been some suspicious activites happening from his computer...

He panicked...this wasn't happening...Grabbing his briefcase and his work bag, he rushed out of the office...This was a mess...He had never expected his research to be traced.He had been very careful...Now he was sure who was responsible for it...

Ms Farooqi. A sudden rage filled him, and he lost his cool...

What you did was not right Ms Farooqi...you shouldn't have come in my way...he said...angry at the loss of his progress...his eyes were misty and full of rage. For a guy that had hidden behind the desk in his thick glasses and invisible presence, this was the unmasking of who he truly was...

He remembered the night that changed everything for him, back in India...and how he got here..to get what he had been looking for desperately...He was a changed man...

He thought of Najma and that night.He thought of what he had done and he punched the wall by the side walk in frustration...His eyes were starting to tear up as he put on the hood and disappeared in the crowd.

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Zoya...felt tears fill her eyes as she disconnected the phone...She didn't know why but Asad's rudeness hurt her...The way he snapped at her and told her to reach out to her husband pricked her soul...She just crunched up in the sofa and cried...She needed to let it all out...she thought crying would help.Instead it just made it worse...her tears opened a can of worms..Everything in her life started to flood forward...and soon she was crying her heart out...

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Asad drove in rage, he was boiling up..Zoya was making him lose his mind...In the next 10 minutes he was outside her apartment...He parked his Audi on the road and walked in. The security guard let him in. He asked for Ms Farooqi's floor and got into the elevator...

In the next 2 minutes he was standing by her door, his jaw tensed with anger and his hand balled into fists..

He rang the door bell and waited...

One of the servants opened the door...

Can I see Ms Farooqi?? He asked...

The servant nodded and pointed him in the direction of the living room...

Asad paced his way to the room and looked around..

The tv was on, some old hindi song playing on it...

Files lay sprawled on the love seat, and the laptop was laying lifeless along with them.

His eyes scanned around until it found Zoya..

There she was seated on the sofa, curled up in a ball and staring out into nothing...

For the love of god...Asad muttered as he walked past the table and got to her...

Now what happened??? He asked...the edge of frustration..not going unnoticed by Zoya who looked at him in shock...

What the hell are you doing here..get the F**K out of my house...you jerk... selfish weasel...she snapped ...forgetting her sadness and pouncing at him with all the anger...

Who the hell let you in... Maira...get this man out of my house...get him out of here...I don't want to see his faceI.Get out of my house..you mean B*****D..she stodd up a little and tried to push him away but Asad grabbed her arm, just in time...

He pulled her off of the sofa and dragged her to the dining table...

Mind your language,sit down and listen...I am in no mood to deal with you mood swings..your temper tantrums,or your baseless acusations...I am done with it...I have had enough of your nonsense. Everday you do something new...be it work, at meetings ..everywhere...and now...you have the gall to balme me and accuse me...and use such language with me...No that's the end of that...I no longer am going to give you the free will to say and do anything that you please..and deal with no consequences...he snarled at her, shoving her on the chair and making her sit...

Zoya started to say something...something real mean...but Asad raise his hand in a stop...

Shut up...its time for me to talk and you to listenI...he said...you wanted to know what happened...worry not...I will give you every detail..to hell with trying to save your sanity...or mine...He was blazing hot...his eyes were liquid lava...of anger...

Lets start with you last action..disconnecting my call was disrespectful, and I don't appreciate that...so next time don't dare do it...Secondly...there's a better way of having a conversation and that better way is not by yelling or swearing or for that matter jumping to conclusions and accusing someone...Now lastly..lets get to your question shall we...he said,his anger still going strong...Zoya's tears were bothering him, but he knew their reason...his comment had hurt her..and even though he wanted to apologise..he was not ready to let his anger go...It was high time she dealt with the consequences of her words and actions..

Zoya on the other hand was too shocked to say anything...She had never seen this side of him..Most of the time it was her...shouting and yelling and getting angry...He had always been the calm one. This was very unexpected. She didn't know what to do... So she just sat there and listened to him, her eyes wide and her mind clouded with questions...

So you wanted to know what happened last night...Well you got drunk, beyond control...you created havoc in the bar..and the manager knowing that I was the one whose meeting you had attended called me...He requested me to handle the situation..cos he didn't want any media attention..So I tried to persuade you to get off the bar, but you didn't..so unwantingly I had to carry you on my shoulders...I asked you for your rooms keys but you didn't give it to me...You were just too busy drinking...So I had to take you to my room...there you..flashed some random people from the opposite hotel.I had to once again..try and control you... you tried drinking some more..singing on top of your voice...spilling alcohol on my shirt and running all around...you said things I dont even want to remember..but the height of it all was you wanting to walk around in the room naked..I mean why the hell would you want to do that...I mean had it been someone else with you...he couldnt finish the sentence...

The expression of horror on Zoya's face was enough proof that he had knocked some sense into her head..

He sighed then..his anger losing its edge...

I just wanted to tell you...I tried my best to keep you in control..but after it was just too much..Yesterday was the most tyring day of my life...I mean what is a man to do, with a girl, someone's wife..if she is walking around his room, topless, in nothing but her underwear???I mean...I couldn't even look at you or get you to wear something...I had to literally bribe you to put on something...

Asad walked around in frustration...running his hands thorugh his hair...Zoya just sat there in a shocked state...she had nothing to say...

Now tell me is this enough for you??? now are you happy I told you everything...God damn it...woman..when will you understand...I didn't want to tell you any of it..I wanted to let it go...it happened you were not in your senses..I don't hold it against you...and most importantly nothing happened...so why were you so keen to dig...Why do you want to go and look for problems and pain everywhere...why cant you just let it go...

He turned around and looked at her...Zoya was a staute...

Look...please...try to let it go...I don't hold it against you...and neither should you...

You know you are very mean...said Zoya...looking at him and standing up...

Why cant I be mean...do u have exculive rights over it...he snapped...

Ha ha very funny...she sanpped back...you are just not a gentleman...

O sure I am not a gentleman..cos what I did for you was not gentlemanly..he mocked

Wow you are seeking credit for your actions..now that's not very gentlemanly huh...

I guess I just got tired of being nice...got me nowhere...

Ha ha...as if...you would get anywhere...

Ms Farooqi..bare in mind...I didn't even touch you...even when you were half naked...

Maybe you're just gay...

I have a list of girls that will prove otherwise...

I am jealous...

Like I care...

Dream on Mr Khan...I aint the jealous kind..

And I don't give a damn...I guess I'll leave you to your ego...and misplaced self worth...AI have better things to take care of

Ya like sleeping at 10pm ...she snorted...

Clearly that's not gonna happen...its already its past 11...Thank you so very much Ms Farooqi for adding more on my plate of thoughts...trying to keep my cool when you do what you do, takes away all my energy...and bare in mind...I only do it cos I have to work along side you..and run this company together...or else...

Or else what Mr Khan..you would fire me?? Oh please...you cant run this company without me.. I am the best thing that has happened to you..and its due to my skill set that you are banking on some really big clients...Without me...you woul...

Are you done with your self praise...cos let me remind you something Ms Farooqi...that its not you that got me the deal in Toronto...it was me.I always catch you when you fall..and I've demonstrated that to you on more than many occasions...

Zoya's mind instantly gave her the times when he had very much come to her rescue..and I wasn't just confined to the moments that she almost come face to face with death.It was the everydays when he filled in.Be it at work, or at meetings,she had always noticed how he knew exactly when to step in.He was always there to take over, everytime she faltered or was not sure. It alwayas amazed and irritated her, how insync he was with her thought process, and they barely shared 2 words beyond their work. Rihan's thought came to her mind right away, comparing the two..RIhaan who spent so much time with her, was always on the other side, completely unaware of he inner turmoils..Even on the first day when Asad had joined, he knew exactly what she was feeling, wheares Rihaan stayed oblivious.

Where exactly is your husband BTW...she heard Asad ask, pulling her back, making her shake her questions away..

Uh huh??? What?? How the hell did he read my mind?? She thought

Where is your husband...does he know what a crazy woman you are...I cant even imagine how he handles you...Asad went on, his eyes scanning around, trying to get his answer...

Rihaan is on his way back...and for your kind information..he is not like you..He doesn't get on my nerves, and defy me, or annoy me for that matter...He is always attentive and never says no to me...He is a good man...

More like a helpless man

Excuse me...Zoya snarled How dare you...

I am just stating the facts...I mean I see you guys interact...and I can very well see how tightly you have wrapped him around your fingers...No doubt the man keeps his distance...Asad held her gaze and challenged her to defy his words..

I uh...Ii...ddoo do not do that...who the F**K gave you the right to talk about my personal life..What I do in my personal life is none of your business...Zoya stuttered...struggling to defend herself...His words kept nagging her, cos they were true, but she was in no ways going to accept that...

I have no interest in your personal life...But I guess I was complied to answer a question that you had been constantly asking in your sleep...Asad was enjoying this, seeing Zoya speechless, not having a comeback...

What do you mean by that...Zoya shouted

Didn't I make it clear.. you were talking in your sleep..and from what I gathered from your one hour long mumbling is that, you were having trouble enticing your husband...My word of advice...let him take the lead...

Shut up...I I...dont need your advice...I know what I am doing...

So its true than huh...there's trouble in paradise...Asad smirked...finally he felt his mood getting a little better...

Shut up...I I didn't mean that...Zoya was losing bad...and her stuttering and stammering wasn't helping the cause..

Just go away...I have had it with you...she stood up from the chair, emphasizing on her words for him to leave..

I am leaving...I have no intentions at spending another night with you...One was a good enough trailer to know what your poor husband has to go through on a daily basis...Asad shrugged and turned and started to walk away...

What the..how the...how dare you...I am nothing like that...you better get that straight...I bet you are worse than me when you get drunk...Arrggghhh...just go...Just go away...ARRRGGHH...YOU MAKE ME SO MAD...I hate you...you...damn it...Zoya..ranted as Asad lazily made his way to the door...

His hands reached the handle, but than he turned...

Zoya in her silk shorts and cami...almost came to a stumbling halt as she saw him turn..

One word of advice before leaving... Letting a man take charge will get you better results than, trying to seduce him in some raunchy barely there lingerie, or grabbing him in a public place and trying to kiss him senseless... The privacy and intimacy of a bedroom is a bigger turn on, then a fleeting, unattentive quickie in publice...Good night Ms Farooqi.

And he was gone.

Zoya just stood there and strared at the door that became the barried between her eyes and his receding outline...

I am a lil busy so got nothing much to say...do your thing..I will cya soon😉

Originally posted by: divram

🤣 they don't need foreplay... They have had plenty of stripping, kissing before itself... 🤣

Originally posted by: BeYourself

bahut ho gaya foreplay shoreplay.. ab to sirf shor chahiye ☺️🤣