Impossible Hatred FF - Page 5-Part 3, 29/12/13

Hi guys just wrote something which popped in to my head. And yeah love ASYA lol. Hope u enjoy it xx

Impossible Hatred

Asad pulled Zoya closer,while he grazed his other hand on her flushed cheek. Her breath hitched, the heat and intensity in the moment was palpable creating an ambiance which demanded need.

His hand travelled down to her swan like neck, he smirked when her eyes closed and she let out a purring moan. He was enjoying the fact that he had the power to do this to her.

He leaned forward and blew on the beauty mark on the right side of her kneck.Zoya losing every bit of control quickly pulled on his hair which changed Asad's smirk to a serious look of desire. He looked up to Zoya who opened her eyes...every bit of their body declaring the desire while their eyes stared deep into each other as if making an inprint on one another's soul's.

The sudden thunder outside made them realise what they were doing. The close proximity may have screamed desire...love? quite possibly yet Asad and Zoya were slowly making their way back to their shells.
Zoya looked down to hide her emotions and Asad did the same by looking away. How had an argument and hatred turned to attraction and a few seconds of intimacy.


They were supposed to hate each other. That was the way it was supposed to be. After all they were enemies.

Working with one another in the same office yet they despised each other. Reason being Asad the
son of Rashid Ahmed Khan and Zoya the daughter of Gafoor Ahmed Siddiqui.

Then why had this even happen. Both remained silent with unresolved questions, anger, and tension building up in the atmosphere.

"It was a mistake..." Zoya finally let out "it's best if we forget this ever happened"...


INDEX

Part 1- Page 1
Part 2- Page 3
Part 3-Page 5

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Hey guys here's part 2 hope u enjoy it xx


Impossible Hatred-part 2

Tossing and turning sleep disappearing as the images began turning more vivid. At last Zoya got up and shut her eyes with anger, she was thinking about earlier...the kiss, the touch, the pleasure "Stop Zoya!" She hissed to herself, her thoughts kept lingering back to the earlier encounter with Asad.
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While Asad's state was the same, she had left him at the office. He was equally as shocked...but more shocked at the fact that she had caused an unknown...pleasure. Asad raged his fist on the desk. His own feelings and thoughts were scaring him, he couldn't have those feeling for her.
He opened the top cabinet of his desk and took a frame containing a picture of his family...once a happy family.Him ,Najma, Dilshaad and Rashid were all smiling in the picture. A long time ago. His sad but soft eyes changed to one which was filled with hatred. "Gafoor Siddiqui took that way from me...he took my Abbu. Zoya is a part oh him, every time I'll see her it will just remind me of what he did to me and my family" he shook with anger while promising to get rid of the feelings before he had even thought about them properly ."I need to hate Zoya, I should hate her" he got up , while he walked past his desk frame containing the photo fell to ground shattering in to many pieces.He quickly knelt down and got rid if the glass while sighing with relief that the photo was not damaged.He knelt back up and walked out of the office. While His silhouette disappeared in to the darkness.
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Zoya stared in to the surroundings outside of her bedroom window, she walked towards it as she couldn't sleep. She held her music ball, it was a symbol of her mother and father and their love. She looked towards it and smiled sadly, "I miss you so much ammii and abbu" a tear made it's way down from Zoya's eye. She held the music ball closer to herself and caressed it the sadness in her eyes was replaced by rage. "This is why I need to hate him...Rashid Ahmed Khan made me and Humaeira orphans. We crave our parents love today only because of him. Asad is a shadow and reflection of what we don't have. I hate him for that" she spoke to herself with anger and sadness.

"Baaji..." The voice shocked Zoya slightly causing her to let go of the music ball. It directly fell to the ground causing it to break the only thing which remained was the small statue of the woman. Zoya gasped and fell to the ground, "Humeira...this was ammi and abbu's, what have I done." She cursed herself.