New Asya SS: Girl you are my addiction #2: Part 14 updated *completed* - Page 11

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Finally Zoya gets to know the truth...

But i know how much ever she tries he will not leave her alone...

Yes her life is destroyed...

I don't like Asad here...

For the first time maybe I don't like Asad at all...

yes he won't😳

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Chapter 12

Trying Zoya's number again, Asad knew she'd either smashed the phone or turned it off. Whoever was responsible for telling her the truth was going to deal with him.

"Trouble in paradise?" Ayaan asked.

"Someone told her who I am." He turned back to the man they were punishing for trying to sell coke on their turf. Asad had caught him last night trying to roofie one of the women in his club. He was one of Drake's cronies trying to wheel in on his turf and piss him the f**k off.

"Who would have told her?"

"The only person she listens to is that friend of hers." Looking at Ayaan, he came up with a plan. "Go to her place and get rid of Darren."

"Darren?"

"Yeah, that f**ker is running his big mouth about the fights. We can't have a loose mouth on our turf. When you're done, threaten the friend and get back to me." Asad ran a hand over his face.

"This is covering shit up, Asad. This is where mistakes start to be made."

"I don't give a damn what mistakes are being made. I'm repairing some damage caused. Think about it. Darren talks to the wrong f**ker, the games are invaded by cops, we all lose."

Ayaan let out a sigh. "Fine, I'll go and deal with this shit. What about this guy?" Ayaan pointed to the man who was close to death any way.

Pulling out his gun, Asad fired, shooting the man in the head. Ayaan stepped back.

"Clean the mess up. I've got shit to do."

Without waiting for someone to stop them, he left the warehouse and walked to his car.

"This is a mistake," Ayaan said.

"Look, it's been a month that I've known her, and I'm not giving her up."

"There's other women around, Asad. You don't need to settle for the first one who spreads for you." Ayaan stood with his arms folded.

"I've tried to f**k other women. I don't expect you to know what I mean. This is different. Zoya's different, and when I'm around her, I forget all the other shit." He ran a hand over his face.

"Three weeks is not enough time."

"Three weeks in the ring could have us dead or put us on the map. Three weeks can cause problems and solve them. It doesn't matter about the time, Ayaan. It's about feeling. Shit, I don't expect you to understand." He opened the car door and made to climb inside.

"Just remember she can be used against you. Come clean or find a really good lie." Ayaan tapped the hood of his car, and Asad pulled away.

Driving toward her apartment he didn't think about anything else. He forgot about the food, and he parked up in the only available parking space. To get to her apartment, he'd broken the speed limit.

Running up the stairs taking them two at a time, he banged on her apartment door.

"Let me in, Zoya."

She didn't answer, and he banged on the door again. He wasn't going anywhere.

"Go away," she said, shouting through the door.

"No, you've got to let me in to talk to you."

"There's nothing to say. Please leave."

Gritting his teeth, he slammed his fist on the door. "Open the damn door before I smash it the f**k in."

The door was opened, and she stood staring at him. There were no red blotches around her eyes from crying. She looked ready to hurt him.

"What do you want?"

He pushed his way into her apartment closing the door behind him. She didn't scream at him, only stepped back.

"We've got to talk."

"You're not the man you said you were."

"I never said I was anything." He ran a hand down his face as he looked at her.

Her gaze was on his hands, and he saw what she saw, the knuckles with bruises and blood on them.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"I'm Asad Khan."

"I know your name. I also know that you own the club with Ayaan. What I don't know is everything else." She folded her arms, glaring at him. The shirt rode down exposing a great deal of cleavage. He'd woken up and sucked on those tits.

"Are you pregnant?" he asked. He'd been waiting impatiently to find out the truth.

"I don't know."

"It's been a month, and you've not started your period. I'm not stupid, Zoya. You're pregnant."

"I've never been regular in my life. It doesn't mean anything, and I've not taken a test to confirm yet."

"Why do you keep hiding from the truth?" he asked.

"Why do you keep lying to me? I've told you the truth about who I am."

"I can't tell you the truth unless you agree to marry me," he said, firing out the ultimatum.

"What? That's absurd." She glared at him, her beautiful blue eyes promising fire and danger. "Why can't you just be a man and tell me the truth?" Zoya yelled, opening her arms and standing close to him.

She lashed out, slapping him around the face. He accepted the first blow, but by the third, he'd had enough.

Grabbing her arms he tackled her to the ground.

Zoya cried out, screaming for him to leave her alone. He wrestled her to the ground, and he rested between her thighs.

"F**king stop. You're going to hurt yourself. I'm stronger and faster than you." He yelled the words against her ear to force her to stop.

"You're a monster."

"I'm not. I'm a businessman." She wriggled underneath him. His c**k responded to her body moving underneath his. For a split second he enjoyed the feel of her body against his.

"You sell women. I can't believe I gave myself to you." She tried to force him off. Zoya wasn't a match for his strength.

"I protect women who want to sell their bodies." He snarled the words at her. The last thing he regretted was being with her. The past three weeks had been sheer perfection to him. There was nothing he'd change about being with her.

She called to him. Her sweetness gave him hope that he could have something more meaningful in the future with her.

"What?" she asked.

"I've never claimed to be a good man. To the world I own Ecstasy. No one needs to know the rest. I worked in an underground fighting club. I learned to keep my mouth shut and fight. Fighting was where I met Ayaan. We couldn't fight to the death all of our lives, and so we took off on our own."

She stopped moving to listen to him.

"The club is a front to sell the drugs, but I keep it clean. This is my business, and I need you to keep your mouth shut. This world, it's not safe." He stared into her eyes. "Now, I'm going to release your hands, and you're going to keep those claws to yourself, understood?" he asked.

Zoya nodded.

He released her hands and leaned back, giving her plenty of room to move. Slowly, he climbed off her and helped her to her feet.

"I'll tell you what you want to know, but then you remain my woman, Zoya."

"You can't do that."

"It's simple. You want to know the truth, you find out knowing you're not having another man in your life. I'm it for you, baby."

"I can date whoever I want."

He shook his head. "No, I'll kill any man who thinks he can touch what's mine. You're mine, Zoya."

"That's not your decision to make."

"Babe, it was made the moment you let me inside your c**t. I don't share, and there's no way you're taking another man."

She tucked some hair behind her ear, and her hands were shaking. Guilt swamped him at what he'd done.

"You better tell me the whole truth then," she said, taking a seat on her sofa.

He watched Pearl climb up on her lap.

Sitting in the chair opposite he leaned on his knees and gave her his full attention.

"What I'm about to tell you can never leave this room."

"I've got no one to tell," she said, staring at his hands.

"You can't talk to Lydia either. This is dangerous."

She visibly swallowed then turned her gaze to his. "Then I won't tell anyone, but I think it's time I find out who I sharea bed with."

He told her everything and didn't leave anything out. Asad opened up about his life from the fighting down to the change with Ayaan where he became his own boss.

"You're the boss?" she asked. "You have the final decision?"

"No and yes. Ayaan has a scar down his face, and he doesn't like to deal with the front of the business, so I take that role. We let others believe that I'm the one in charge while he's simply my guard. It's not the case. He's my best friend, and I won't let anything happen to him."

His cell phone buzzed, and he looked down to see it was Ayaan.

Ayaan: Deal's done and brunette is up to speed.

"So, you're not the boss?"

"I help decide shit, Zoya. I don't pass that buck along to Ayaan. I'm in this with him."

"Why can't you stop and do other things, legal things?" she asked.

"I could. It doesn't earn me enough money to do what needs to be done. If I wasn't running this, someone else would. Those women, they came to me because another guy was roughing them up and forcing them to take drugs. I don't force anyone to do shit they don't want to do." He pocketed his cell phone. "All of the women, they can leave when they want. I don't force them into the lifestyle. This is their choice, not mine. I'm the muscle to take care of them. A lot of men try to rough them up, and I stop them."

"I just can't believe this is true." She stared down at her cat.

"You can't tell anyone. If you call the cops then you're dead. There's only so much I can do to help you."

"I could die for knowing this about you?"

"Yes."

"I won't tell anyone. I don't want to die."

He saw the tears start to fall. Going to his knees in front of her, he tilted her head back.

"You're under my protection, and I won't let anything happen to you." He pressed a kiss to her lips, surprised when she didn't pull away. "I'm going to go to the pharmacy to get that kit. Stay here and don't let anyone inside."

"I won't."

He stared into her eyes to make sure she wasn't lying. Convinced she'd do as he asked, he got up and took her keys. She wasn't going to risk her life. Even the cops would give him the head's-up if she turned up at the station.

Leaving her apartment he called Ayaan.

"Everything clear on your end?" he asked.

"Yeah, Lydia's going to keep her thoughts to herself. It helped she had a shit load of bills. We paid them off and put some cash in her account. Darren is out of the question. I went to see him, and the f**ker pulled a gun on me. I didn't have a choice, and he was going to shoot Lydia. I've paid to clean away the body, and Lydia won't say anything. She looked pretty pissed he was using her as a shield. It's probably a good thing he's gone. He'd been talking to too many people. F**ker didn't know when to keep his mouth shut, but he does now."

"Lydia's not going to cause us problems, is she?" He was done with problems for tonight.

"No, she won't. I've told her plain and simple, keep her mouth shut or get a bullet in the head. She's decided to stay silent." Ayaan cleared his throat.

"What is it?" Asad asked, rubbing his eyes.

"I've told her not to say anything to Zoya. She's to tell her that Darren broke up with her and left town. Your woman won't know the truth of what went down or that we interfered to make him go away."

"Thanks, man, I appreciate it, but I'm going to tell her the truth."

"Are you sure about that?" Ayaan asked.

"Yeah, I'm sure. Thanks for taking care of the problem."

"Anytime."

Hanging up the phone, Asad climbed behind the wheel. Now he needed to find out what was going to happen in his life.

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