He laughed "Kya kare Kambkhat dil hai ki jagha bhi hassin chehre dekhata hai'bus machal hi jata hai." "Toh apne dil pe kabu rakhiye miya'kyu ki main baki ladkiyo ke jaisi nahi.." she said in attitude. "Hayee, this is what I'm talking about; ye katilana ada" he said flirtingly. She shook her head in amusement she was actually happy meeting this old friend of her. Now even this boring party was seems to be looking interesting. "So you representing some firm'. And here for presentation or business meet." He asked. "Yeah something like that' it's really boring and dull party ever." She said annoyingly. "Then it's must your first business meet. It's always like this god know why I choose to be business man. I remember our parties at collage time," he said and grabbed drink. "WE really partied hard, you remember James's birthday party," she said remembering old time. She could have continued this chitchat she felt eyes on her. It was as if someone was observing her every move. "Excuse me Farhan I've to go'," she said awkwardly.
He grabbed her wrist "Hey hey wait Zoya at least give me your number, since you are here for some more day we could hang out like old time sake," he said. "Ok "she replied and gave him number. "Now bye Farhan" she walked out from there.
She went near washroom, which was bit, darker than rest of place. Unexpectedly someone pushed her back and pinned her to wall. His hot hands gripped her slim waist and held her in his captive. She tried to push him backward but he was far too strong than her so she rested her palms on his chest. He took his mouth near her ear, his hot breaths made her body shiver. "Who was the man you were talking to?" he said intensely. She gulped lump her in her throat and said, "Just leave me" his blazing eyes gazed at face, his emerald green eyes were filled with passion. "Just answer my DAMM question" sheer commanding voice made her heart skip a bit. "Just a collage friend, now leave me" she replied annoyingly. "Stay away from him and I don't like repeating things" he said deep voice.
"Allahmiya, whats wrong with you? We were just chitchatting like normal people" she again shoved him back. He grabbed her wrists; trap her between him and wall. His body felt like rock against her cheeks turned red."Normal people don't kiss a woman's hand..Without permission" he growled. "I don't mind that so much why you care?" now she raised her voice. "Ah hell Zoya I'm you husband, shohar hu tumhara" he said in frustration. She remain for moment, he lowered his head and take his lips inch apart from hers.
She closed her eyes and prepared herself for his kiss their first ever kiss. But he stopped in mid way she waited but a minute later open her eyes. She glanced at his face, he was dangerously handsome long face high cheekbones, light sexy stubborn. He got everything one would die for why he have to be so dominative? "Not here'not now" he said. She cursed herself "now will you let your wife go?" she asked And he release her. She took a step but he grabbed her wrist she looked back at him. He crooked his brows and said "wait we'll go together, I don't want any more FRIENDS who'll kiss your hand." She shook her head in anger and let heavy breath out. "ok now can we leave" she said sarcastically.
He took driver's seat and she sit beside him. Weather was very moist and humid; streets were less crowded so he was driving smoothly. "I've meeting in morning till 11am, so we'll take lunch together and later go for shopping" he said this time his words were very soft. Enough to melt her heart but still she put on her angry face "why do want to waste your priceless time with me. Oh wait Mr Khan I just remember we're here in London for honeymoon." "Zoya, don't you talk that way?" He said. "Sorry Mr. Khan I forgot you are here for business meeting and only I'm here for honeymoon" She said sharply. He looked at but she was looking outside car window and they didn't talked for rest journey.