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Kiddies, SHOO SHOO go away!! Not for you!!🤡
Too HOT to Handle, my Babas and Babies!! 😈
Don't say I didn't WARN ya!!🤔
😉
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God, that hurt!, Asad thought, as he shifted on his bed, trying to calm his raging.. *ahem*.. down.
It was too painful, when you couldn't find a way to release, or get the cause of the effect to un-affect you.
But this was way past his controlling point.
Was it?
Oh yes! It definitely was!
You might be wondering who on Earth was the cause of his *cough* discomfort.. And some of you may have already guessed!
No?
*sigh* It all started.. Gah! The instant the lady walked in, it was like Hell on Earth. God! And that sexy smile of hers.. Literally, made him swoon in front of all the Board Directors.
Zoya Rehaan.
The name had struck him like lightening back then. Not that it didn't have similar effects now, at present. Similar because at first it was like lightening that jogged his memory. But at present, it was lightening that made his core throb like it would blast any time.
She was one of the Scholarship Students in his college.
Back then, she was.. well, he hadn't given much notice, but.. She was one of the hidey hidey, geeky people.
Hiding behind a pair of glasses, baggy clothes and a mess of jet black hair that used to be tied in a pony tail.
Wow! He didn't know he remembered this much about her!
In short, Goody Two Shoes.
But now? Hell, she was the Goddess, he had never believed could exist.
Minus her baggy clothes, those big studious glasses (not that she didn't use a pair now, but they were sexier now!), except the ponytail, she was one ******g Goddess!
Her proximity did things to him he thought could never happen to him.
Hell! Her mere presence was enough to melt him into a puddle of goo.
Those delicious curves were now out of their hiding, and visible. As in, with the right choice of attire, her figure was presented like a Hot piece of Electricity.
Touch her and you Die.
Enough!! Asad kicked himself mentally, before sitting up from his bed and holding his head in his hands.
His room in his beach house, was lit with only the silver rays of the moon dripping on the elegant furniture and the polished marbled floor.
The cool breeze kissed his back, making his muscles ripple in effect.
He loved this place.
That is why he had invested in an estate here.
A get-away house for himself, from the damn work he had.
Handling a Multinational Company was no easy Cake to Bake.
The cream layer of Board Directors sucked the Life out of him, who was the Cherry on top.
But now this didn't really seem that good of a get-away, when it was graced with her presence.
Yes. Zoya was currently staying here, in his house, as they had come here on a Business Meeting. A meeting that may have the possibility of signing up 2 Big Companies together for better Outcomes.
His and hers.
An important meeting was to be held after a visit to the Biggest factories, his Company had here. And today, they had paid a visit to the factory and signed the deal.
His chest swelled with pride, as he remembered seeing a smile playing on her lips, after the meeting was done. He had wanted to do a Happy Dance, but had decided against it, given that he would gain quite the amount of spectators here. *ahem*
The Celebration was to be held tomorrow. It was stupid, really. But that was what his employees had suggested. A smirk made it's way on his face, as he remembered the subtle hints of gaining a holiday from work were being projected towards him.
He had given in, at last. So now the official Celebration will be tomorrow. With Zoya.
He groaned as a surge of butterflies were awakened in the pit of his flat, toned stomach. He must be feeling hungry, that is why the weird feeling. Thinking so, he made his way to the kitchen.
Opening his two door refrigerator, he peered into it, looking for something edible at this time of night. Leaning back, he saw the Neon clock read 3:00.
Hmm... Damn, the man down there! Not letting me sleep at all!, he thought, reaching out for the delicious cup-cakes his mother used to send every weekend. His get-aways were always in the weekends, and if possible in the middle of a week. So he liked to keep his refrigerator all packed up.
I so love you, Ammi! You're cupcakes are Mindblowing!!, he smiled, as he bit into one with his favourite frosting.
Vanilla.
He moaned as the frosting melted on his hot tongue, sending thrills of ecstasy through him.
Opening his eyes, he said, "So delicious and..." He stopped eating, just as his jaw dropped at the sight of a very familiar figure surfacing above the waters, "Holy Smo--" A fit of cough cut him off, as he struggled to breathe. Straightening, he coughed the piece out and made a dash to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of cold water, before gulping it down in a minute.
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Zoya let her senses drown in the icy waters of the sea, at the back of Asa-- Mr. Riyaasat's beach house.
The water had slowly started to feel the same like her own skin's temperature. God! That man!
Her eyes drifted to look at his room's window. She saw no movement and was sure of him sleeping in his room. Her mind went back to the memories of her Crush days during her College days.
He had been Hot then. And he was Still Hot... Now.
A Greek God.
She had never been the obsessive Stalker or the Desperate Bimbos who were just ready to even eat up their own shit to get under his pants. Gross! She still shuddered at the metaphor she always used. But in the end, she would laugh. And that was what she did.
She laughed. Openly.
Something she did rarely. Me Time. She never used to get that. With her drunken father, who had stolen her childhood with his obnoxious habits, and at last, revealing his true self to her, when she turned 12. A shudder went through her spine, as she remembered him stripping himself in front of her and beckoning her to come to him.
She as an innocent and naive kid obeyed her father, but had made a dash for her life out of the house, when she realised where his hand was heading. He had slipped off one strap of her summer dress and was about to do the same to the other, when she had pushed him off of her with all her might and run for her life, till she dropped on the ground, with burning lungs in front of a shelter, fortunately.
After that, there was no looking back. She had made a name for herself in this Big Bad World. Like her Nana used to put. Nana was the one who used to run the Home Shelter for abandoned kids, who were victim to the most brutal of crimes.
It's not that she hadn't had her share of one night stands. Well, it was way lesser than that. But it was enough according to her. She wasn't a Sex Addict, like those in her college. And neither like the ones at work.
She wasn't so scarred by that incident in her life, but it still sent chills down her elegant spine, whenever reminded of.
But she found work more appealing than men's anatomy and their dirty talks. Let's say, she hadn't found someone so interesting to do those things with..
And now, here was Mr. Asad Riyaasat.
Something had started stirring within her and she didn't know what to make of them. Attraction or... She just didn't know what it was. But she was always self-conscious around him. She could always feel his eyes, either boring into her soul, or burning holes into her back or her butt.
Sighing, she swam back to the shore, but underwater. The water here was so clear and was way better than the saline ones of Mumbai. Gosh! The salt and the sand/mud just impaired the visual organs. Eyes, I mean. *smirk*
She thrust herself up to come up for air. Finally breathing in pure oxygen, she swiped her face off of the water, and proceeded to find good ground to walk to the shore.
Her white see through had ridden up, and neither did she care about it. There was no one to see and hell, that was one kind of Freedom! Digging her fingers through her wet black hair, she loosened the tangles and shook her head backwards, letting the breeze kiss her from all sides.
She sighed, this is life, as her feet reached the shores. Looking around, she widened her eyes to get a better look at the beautiful 3:00 am view of the place. And it was... Breathtaking. The lights of the streets had been dimmed, but damn, they were amazing.
Her sweet pout went on to become a soft smile playing on her lips. But it suddenly stopped, as if it were some movie paused at some disturbance.
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Bwahahahaha... this is for my Besties on QH forum-wa!! 🤪
Fari Pari, Mallika-a-Humpty, Diya, Sheru, and Sweetu!!
They all know who am talking about! XP
@Mallika-e-Humpty: Le be! Tere liye ek OS! Cliffy bhi hain yahaan!! *wiggling eyebrows*😆
Annie
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