Zain, the light of my life and beat of my heart
The voice of my passion and flow deep within my soul
28th May, 2014
Some moments and persons left imprint on your life which how much you wanted but never get rid away easily, today I saw him first time in these 4 years during our reporting sessions for the month end.
Journalism isn't as simple as it seems, it took the whole energy of your mind and soul to get you near the point of zenith, especially when you chose this field to forget about your past your dark and buried past. Who am I Just an assistant editor in some newspaper working under the gorgeous from outside but wicked and impious from inside, Dimple Malhotra... and certainly that newspaper belongs to no one but to someone with whom I had some unfinished business. life couldn't get any worst I realized that day. I still remembered our first meeting when I saw him for the first time...
28th May, 2010
So much hustle bustle in the office since morning because this was the month's end and our CEO was coming to enquire about the progress. We all were gathered in the main hall and rooted to our labelled seats according to our designations. I was so excited to meet our CEO because who knows if he liked my reports might I got promoted to level above, after minutes the hall become silent and the moment arrived when he (our CEO) entered the hall, and my eyes which were few seconds ago gleaming with anxiousness now filled with trepidation, there were some discontinuation process between my lungs and my body something which was making me nervous and wet to the core, i turned around and saw the man whose presence made me feel in such way, I was seeing him for the first time yet his presence was so strong and appealing that it made me flutter with embarrassment on my own body reaction. He was tall, dark-haired man that carried his eyes over the applauding employees of his, as he tilted his head in silent "thank you". His body was like a renaissance of some Greek god, finely sculptured
The anticipation was rising and Zain Usman Abdullah was called to deliver his golden words to the whole management, I had never heard the voice of the owner to the elaborate estate, I only knew his presence and if i say strong and powerful presence wouldn't be an understatement... his voice was deep engraved with many unheard and dark possessions, he had an authoritative voice, his body fitted in grey coat with black shirt and hazel eyes with fire blazing glares. I was stunned and kept on drowning into his aura...
I look and stare so deep in your eyes,
I touch on you more and more every time,
When you leave I'm begging you not to go,
Call your name two or three times in a row,
Such a funny thing for me to try to explain,
How I'm feeling and my pride is the one to blame.
'Cuz I know I don't understand,
Just how your love can do what no one else can.
Days passed and I become habitual of his strong sensational presence and not to forgot his burning gazes, his eyes his hazel eyes made me scared, his eyes had so many words probably which i didn't want to hear then. I still remembered the day when he called me in his room. I went there only to witnessed his another side. I entered into his office with my silent steps, he pointed towards the seat in front of him, i walked toward the table and sat on the chair. He got up from his chair and started walking around me which was really freaking me out, suddenly he grab my arm, making me stand on my feet and clutched my small body in his strong arms I could smell his minty breathe and expensive cologne. Our body were glued to each other, I felt conscious and petrified he was so close to me that I could actually felt his heart pumping against my chest, I let out a shaky breath. His lips were merely inches away from mine. I wanted to protest but his hold was so strong that I couldn't move to an inch. "I don't want you to work under anyone; I don't want you to talk to any other man employee but me. You will spend your whole time here with me. Don't try to disobey me Aaliya I'm very strict with disobedient girls I will punish you in such ways that you will scream my name every time and you will be sore for days." He whispered, I was stunned, traumatized and embarrassed I was straightly looking into his eyes and tried to search for my answers but he left my arm and instead cupped my face and placed his cold lips on mine,
Got me looking so crazy right now, your love's
Got me looking so crazy right now (in love)
Got me looking so crazy right now, your touch
Got me looking so crazy right now (your touch)
Got me hoping you'll page me right now, your kiss
Got me hoping you'll save me right now
Looking so crazy in love's,
Got me looking, got me looking so crazy in love
already i was copping up with one shocked and now this and the most worst part was that my body neglected my mind and reacted in very eager way, he sucked on my lower lip, he was looking straight into my eyes and so I into his all throughout our kiss, his tongue traced my lower lip to seek for permission but I didn't allow him and now it was his turn to feel the discomfiture I smirked between our kiss, he bit my lip in return and got rewarded with my painful moan and entry in my mouth his tongue traced my tongue and he started sucking my tongue by holding my head in both of his hands, his eyes were closed but mine was opened, he was enjoying the kiss but I was just standing there like a student who was being rewarded for no achievement shocked yet in pleasure...
When I talk to my friends so quietly,
Who he think he is? Look at what you did to me,
Tennis shoes, don't even need to buy a new dress,
If you ain't there ain't nobody else to impress,
The way that you know what I thought I knew,
It's the beat my heart skips when I'm with you,
But I still don't understand,
Just how your love can do what no one else can.
He changed me; Zain Abdullah changed the Aaliya Haider, his obsession, his love, his cravings, his longings took me to the height of passion and zeal. That all seems fantasized to me yet I never wanted to believe on all this, our make out sessions in store room, rest room even in his room had their own beauty pleasures.
Got me looking, so crazy, my baby
I'm not myself, lately I'm foolish, I don't do this,
I've been playing myself, baby I don't care
'Cuz your love's got the best of me,
And baby you're making a fool of me,
You got me sprung and I don't care who sees,
'Cuz baby you got me, you got me, so crazy baby
HEY!
And one day all my fantasies got brutally broken by harsh reality, I saw him with same obsession, same love, same affection and same lust but now with for me but for someone else and that day I realized I was just anything for him, I tried to be his everything but I lost somewhere in something...
Present:
And today after 4 years, I saw him again with same obsession, same affection, same authority in his hazel eyes but something was missing I tried to searched again but rewarded with a smirk and history got repeated, I again called by him in his room,I again got caged in his strong arms, his face again was inches away from me but he told me something which SURPRIZED me
"I am here to win you back, I am here to make you mine again, I am here to make you Aaliya Zain Abdullah, your presence made me lust for you and your stay made me craved for you but your exit made me fall in love with you... "He left me slowly and tenderly and step few feets away from me and waited for my answer. I let out a shaky breath not because I felt attracted towards him, not because I still love him and might even more but because he still have guts to something like this right after what he did to me. I looked into his hazel eyes and said something which i never expected but i did
"You think you can humiliate me again like you did last time? Might then I had totally forgotten about my pride. Your presence made me attracted towards you Zain
Your stay made me fall in love with, your lust becomes affection for me but your betrayal humiliated me and left me with nothing but broken Aaliya and this broken Aaliya has recovered now and she has her pride above everything now."
And in return i rewarded with another smirk on his even more gorgeous face, my body jerked again, same feelings are coming back, he came closer to me and whispered even more huskily ( gosh he smells so good even more good) i clutched my eyes shut: "game is on Miss. Haider soon to be Mrs. Zain Abdullah"and left the room with a kiss on my cheek.
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