New Asya/kabhi SS:Never stop loving you part 8 pg 103 30/11/15 - Page 25

Hmmm...interesting. .liking this concept

Originally posted by: msingh27

Hmmm...interesting. .liking this concept

Waiting for the next update..hopefully very soon

Thanks dear..
Hehe i think this time will be soon

Very interesting concept Kanwal

hey nayu choly fr super late
oh finaly 1chap is up🥳
lovd it totaly😳
so asad was zoes crush🤪
she stil loves hm nd i thnk he also does same
aww she s thnkng abt their kises nd al..purane yaadhe taaza...
would love to read some flash bck scenes in between nayu
hm so he askd her finaly nw waitng fr famly reunion

Originally posted by: jas91

Very interesting concept Kanwal

Asad is agent & Zoe a Doctor

Asad left Zoya in past I guess due 2 job

& now he's back 2 ask 4 help

so Asya r gonna fake their relation

lets see what happens nxt😉

Originally posted by: Missadorable

hey nayu choly fr super late
oh finaly 1chap is up🥳
lovd it totaly😳
so asad was zoes crush🤪
she stil loves hm nd i thnk he also does same
aww she s thnkng abt their kises nd al..purane yaadhe taaza...
would love to read some flash bck scenes in between nayu
hm so he askd her finaly nw waitng fr famly reunion

Thanks for liking last part😃 a big hug to u all🤗

Hey lovely readers I know u guys are surprised to see me this much soon but here I am😉.thank u so much for ur response⭐️.here is next parts I mean double updates. And one thing many asking about Asad pov and I will give u that soon next time but what he thinks u will get little glimpse. Now enjoy reading..😃

Love u all..

This one for my Chocopie Juli becoz it was her birthday on last Friday.Love u Pizzu.❤️🤗 and ofcourse all my rest of gang😉

Part Two

Two days later, Zoya stared down at a body in her parents' master bathroom, biting back a scream. She started to edge away, then realized the victim might be alive in spite of the large knife protruding from his chest. She had to check.

Zoya reached out to touch his wrist, feeling for a pulse. None. But his skin was still warm. Slowly, she backed through the door and fumbled for her cell phone. She snagged it from the rear pocket of her denim shorts. Her fingers shook so hard she had trouble dialing 911.

She stopped.

Asad. He would know what to do. For the first time this weekend, she was glad she'd brought him. Could this man be part of the illegal baby ring that Asad was trying to bring down?

Swallowing her panic, hurled herself down the hall and slammed into a hard chest. Asad ginned at her. "Hey, sweetheart, I wondered where you'd gone."

"There's a dead body in the bathroom," she blurted. Hysteria welled.

Asad blinked, all sign of teasing erased from his face. "What?" He pushed past her and strode into the master bath. He stepped back and ran a hand down his face. "Okay, this wasn't in the plan."

"What are we going to do?"

"Call the cops."

"You are the cops."

"Shh!" He glanced around. "I'm undercover," he hissed. "I'd like to keep it that way."

"My family knows what you do for a living, Asad."

"But they don't know that I'm here in that capacity. We dated in high school and then again a couple of years ago. They're used to our on-again off-again relationship."

Her family might be, but her heart wasn't. It broke every time he said goodbye. Or just disappeared from her life, like he had the last time.

Asad reached for his phone, and his calm, cool attitude helped steady her own pounding pulse. He made the report and gripped her arm. "The cops are on the way as well as the Medical Examiner and a crime-scene unit. Go tell your parents what's going on and I'll wait for the others to get here."

Zoya nodded then slipped around Asad. She checked in on little one-week-old Arhaan who still slept soundly in the middle of her parents' king-size bed. The bathroom and the bedroom weren't connected, so with the door shut, he probably hadn't heard a thing. Outside, she headed down the grassy slope to the edge of the lake where her family had gathered to swim and water ski.

The annual family reunion. Every year, there seemed to be some new kind of drama with one of her family members. She had to say, a murder topped the list for intensity. Hysteria threatened to overtake her again, and she had to stop to catch her breath. She was a nurse. She could deal with this. She'd seen dead bodies before. It had just never hit so close to home.

Part Three

Asad secured the area while he waited for the sirens. He studied the dead man's unfamiliar face as he snapped several photos with his phone. A knife in the chest meant a frontal attack. Had there been an argument? Had anyone heard anything?

He hated that Zoya had walked in on this. His abrupt reappearance had already disrupted her life and resurrected feelings she'd probably considered dead and buried. He saw the spark in her eyes again every time she looked at him, and it gave him hope they might have a future together after all.

If she could forgive him.

Asad lifted his head and listened. Sirens. He hoped Zoya had a chance to fill her parents in on the situation before the cops arrived.

***

Zoya approached her mother, Zainab Farooqui, a fifty-six year old who looked ten years younger. Zoya tapped her shoulder and pulled her away from her three-year-old grandson. Zoya's brother, Haider, had been the first to make his mother a grandmother and Zoya a doting aunt. Followed by Zoya's sister, Aliya, who'd just given birth last week.

Now everyone waited with bated breath for Zoya to find someone and settle down. Her heart cramped at the thought. The only man she'd ever considered possible husband material had been Asad.

From the moment he'd sat beside her in sophomore English, he'd intrigued her. He'd disappeared after college, but a mutual friend had set them up again two years ago. And when he'd taken her to church to work in his niece's first-grade Sunday School class, her heart had been his all over again. Then he'd stomped it to pieces when he left without a word.

Her mother frowned. "What is it?"

Zoya swallowed hard. How did one say this? "A man was killed in your bathroom. The police are on the way. We need to tell dad."

Her mother gaped. "Arhaan! He's sleeping on my bed."

"He's fine. He was still sleeping when I checked on him before coming to find you. Asad's with the...body." She shuddered. Dead bodies didn't normally give her the heebies. As an ER nurse, she'd seen death before in many different forms. She'd just never seen it on the floor of her mother's bathroom.

"I'll find your father."

"What's going on?" Humaira, her brother's wife, stepped up beside Zoya.

"Someone killed a man in mom's bathroom," Zoya whispered.

Humaira paled and gaped.

It didn't take long for word to spread. Zoya looked for the cousin Asad said was involved in selling babies"had he brought a killer here, too?

Adil Hasan was tall, with dark hair and a smile the girls loved. He was talking to Imran Quraishi, a family friend and her father's lawyer.

Asad stepped onto the porch. Several police officers followed him. One of the officers held up a hand and her family quieted. "We're going to need to take a statement from all of you. If you know anything about the man who is dead, if you saw or heard anything strange, would you raise your hand? We'll want to talk to you first."

Not one hand lifted.

She looked again at Adil. He was her childhood playmate, the cousin whose shoulder she'd used to spill her tears onto when Asad had walked away from her without a backward glance two years ago. Adil had vowed to tear the guy apart for her.

His constant loyalty and willingness to be her champion stiffened Zoya's spine. Asad was wrong and she vowed to prove it.

No matter what.

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Hey nayab🤗
Awesome updates yaar👍🏼
Kisi ne kisiko mardala😲 par kon kise mara😕 aur kyu😕
Zoya ko woh dekhna pada bechari😔
Glad kid is safe
Kya adil ne kiya yeh sab
Its getting interesting yaar continue soon😳