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Hi guys!
I've came up with my debut AsYa OS called, " The Last Morning"
I was super duper shy with posting it...It was just made in the moment, and I really hope you guys like it. I've always made Maaneet (Maan Geet) OS's and FF's and I thought I should make one for AsYa as I absolutely love them like you all do!
So here it is, please like and comment 😳
~The Last Morning~
"Asad! Where are you?" called a sweet and feminine voice. No answer. She frowned and placed her iPad on the kitchen counter, and brushed her hands off.
"Asad..."
Zoya walked through the large and grand hallways of the mansion that belonged to her husband, Asad Ahmed Khan.
She brushed her hair to the side and frowned, " Asad, I was waiting for you..."
She opened the large French doors of their bedroom and frowned, " Asad...I've been trying to call you for ages!"
"I'm right here" replied Asad with his deep voice.
Zoya turned on her heels and saw her husband putting his shirt on. Zoya suddenly smirked and leaned at the doorway checking her husband out, " Well well Mr. Khan... where are we off to?"
Asad turned to her with his straight posture that revealed his chiseled and tanned body. He looked like he was straight out of an Armani Exchange Ad.
His mouth curved into a soft grin and his eyes analyzed her, " Where do you think I would go Ms. Farooqi"
"Uh huh, correction sir, it's Mrs. Asad Ahmed Khan," replied Zoya as she walked closer to him.
She didn't blink once looking at him and she made sure her gaze pierced into his.
Asad's grin grew as she moved closer and quickly put her hands on his opened buttons before he could.
Zoya looked up at him and whispered, " It's too early in the morning Asad mian..."
The effect of her fingers on his chest burned his skin and sent electrifying senses through his nerves.
"Zoya begum, it's not good to put yourself in trouble in the morning..." whispered Asad as his voice became huskier than ever.
"I like getting in trouble Mr. Khan... you should know me well by now," replied Zoya as she slowly buttoned his shirt.
He snaked his arms around her and looked down at her rounded stomach.
Asad was about to completely lose his senses to her soft and seductive voice that was lingering around his ears until a phone call interrupted their romance.
"Arey yaar" groaned Asad as he took his hands off of her waist and she looked entirely disappointed.
He answered his phone call and then his expression became grave.
Zoya's heart dropped suddenly the same way it did whenever he received a call of this sort.
"Is it done Anwar?" asked Asad. Zoya gulped and turned around and gave him his belt and tie.
Asad spoke some more, and suddenly shut the phone off.
" Damned bas***d" mumbled Asad who seemed to be quite frustrated.
Asad ignored Zoya and her questioning eyes. He walked over to the dresser and pulled out his gun. He put it into his belt.
"Tie?" asked Zoya as she tried to remain normal as possible.
"I don't want it" replied Asad as he fixed his collar and Zoya nodded and put the tie back into the closet.
"Don't look at me with questions Zoya...you know that it is reality that you agreed to live with" said Asad as he analyzed her eyes.
She held back the silent tears that were threatening to spill out of her eyes. She tried to smile as usual, "I'm not that weak"
Asad chose not to touch the topic with her and instead collected his things, and walked out of the room.
Zoya looked at her rounded stomach and bit her lip to keep her tears back. She sat down softly on the bed and took a deep breath.
Asad was right. She agreed to live with this reality of him...This reality that threatened everything she held dear. She chose him. He chose her. But they didn't choose this reality.
She was the wife of the most ruthless police officer in India.
And before she became Asad's wife, she was crown attorney in the state of New York, but she moved here with her sister, and obtained her credentials to be a lawyer in India.
Zoya left her profession and all she believed in to be with the man she held dear and the man who would go to great extents to make her happy. Did she jeopardize her life by marrying him? Of course she did. She followed her heart and not her mind. She didn't regret it, but somewhere in her heart, she felt her principles being burned to ashes.
And now after five years, she was becoming the mother of his child. Every morning like this made her feel like this was all new to her again.
Zoya prayed in her heart, " Ya Allah..." she whispered. She feared that she would never see him ever again.
Zoya slowly stood up and walked towards the stairs. She softly walked down the stairs and Asad quickly rushed to her and grabbed her softly.
"Zoya...be careful" said Asad. Zoya looked at him and his close proximity with her. She found strange comfort in his scent.
Asad walked her down and took her to the couches. " Can you relax for once? All I see you doing is working"
"I'm not working Asad...it gets to be boring and I need to walk around" replied Zoya.
Asad sat beside her and she leaned on his shoulder. He looked down and felt what she was feeling. He put his arm around her and held her close, " I love you"
"I love you too" whispered Zoya.
Zoya closed her eyes and feared only one thing.
She feared that she would have to see the day where she would get the news of Asad's demise.
She feared the day that she would have to see his lifeless body wrapped in white as it would be lowered down to his grave.
She grabbed onto his shirt softly, " Please.. please be careful Asad...you're my only family"
Asad was quiet and said, " I promise I'll come back"
He hugged her from the side and then he stood up. " I should go"
Zoya nodded and stood up. She walked with him to the door and he opened the large doors. Asad stepped outside and Zoya watched by the door.
"It's too hot outside Zoya, stay inside" said Asad as he flashed a small smile. Zoya nodded and he walked on until he dropped something. Zoya frowned as he walked on not noticing it.
Zoya sighed and stepped out. She slowly tried to pick the fallen item until she felt a bullet going through her chest.
Her eyes went wide and she looked up at Asad who had dropped everything and rushed to her yelling, "Zoya!"
Zoya felt pain through her chest and into her bloodstream. She was dumbfounded as she didn't realize when Asad had grabbed her and picked her up.
She fell onto her stomach and the pain of falling only seemed to come together with the one raging in her chest.
Asad roared, "NO ZOYA... NO..." His attempts of waking her up again were futile. He felt her skin growing cold and saw her skin growing pale.
Blood spewed left, right, and center. Asad's clothes were stained with her blood
"Jaan...jaan...don't give up on me.."cried Asad.
Zoya couldn't feel anything much longer... Darkness enveloped her eyes and Asad's scream seemed to drown in her ears.
A tear slipped from her eyes and Asad held Zoya to him closely, " No... No...Zoya..." Tears rushed out of his eyes as he yelled, " ZOYA!"
He held her tightly as if he refused to let her soul out of her body. He kissed her forehead and the pain erupted from his eyes.
He felt like the world was being taken away from him. He felt like the ground was slowly being taken away from his feet.
He violently looked around to see who it was and he screamed with all his force.
Asad felt Zoya's lifeless body stick to him. His world was destroyed in a matter of seconds and he, Asad Ahmed Khan couldn't do anything about it.
He cried till the world could hear him... His life, his world, his unborn baby and his Zoya were mercilessly taken away from him and he couldn't do anything to get them back...
And there, Asad Ahmed Khan turned ruthless, stone hearted, and furious. He would find them. He would find his wife and baby's murderers. He would kill them ruthlessly until their every nerve would cry out for mercy.
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Okay guys! I don't know how this may seem to all of you... Too dramatic or simply good... Im not sure. But do comment below!
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