Chapter 1:
"Discuss it with the designer and I want the dress ready tomorrow!" The owner of the shop ordered him. He nodded meekly and went to the designer girl. How much he hates his boss! Such an arrogant, rude & spoiled brat he is, always
sucks his blood for no reason.
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"Hey Mr. Khan!" He heard Zoya's chirpy voice greeting him. He smiled at her.
She was sitting on the couch in her little cabin. She was busy in designing something. "I was waiting for you. Come inside!" She smiled and he felt his heart melting seeing her infectious smile. Her dimples always drive him crazy! He went inside and sat on the vacant chair near the table. "Just a minute. I'll finish this up and then we can discuss. Alright?" She saw him nodding and smiling again she started with her work. She had a piece of cloth in her hand and a glue bottle in the other hand. She was busy sticking some pearls. Asad noticed her bangs falling on her forehead as usual, some of them falling on her eyes. Her lips were twitched at the end and she looked engrossed. He was admiring her. That is what he does most of the time when he's with her. She smiled knowing very well he's staring at her but she didn't look up instead continued her work. He didn't know when he started smiling seeing her smile. She finished her work. Putting the cloth on the couch, she looked up at him and he quickly got up from the chair and hugged her tightly. Zoya smiled at that and hugged him back. "Woah! Someone missed me it seems!" She said and felt him smiling in her neck. She came out of the hug and looked at his face. "Why were you so busy?" She pouted and Asad immediately pecked her pouted lips. Zoya blushed a deep red! "Boss!" He said and Zoya understood that their boss might have given him tons of work. She stepped away from him making him sigh. How he wished to hold her in his arms for forever! He shook his head slightly to remove her thoughts from his mind. "So boss told you that he wants the dress tomorrow only?" She asked while walking to her table. Asad sat on the chair and she sat on the chair in front of him. "Yes. I hate him!" He confessed for may be the umpteenth time. Zoya giggled seeing his kid like expression. "Oh trust me Mr. Khan, we have mutual feelings" He looked up at her not clearly understanding on what she was implying. Zoya understood what he was thinking & smiled. Yes she was hinting exactly at what he was thinking. "I mean about boss. I hate him too!" Zoya cleared his confusion and noticed his face fell a little. She smiled. He's just so innocent. "So let's get started?" She rubbed her palms together and Asad nodded. She took out a plain white sheet of paper and a sharpened pencil. She bends a little and started drawing. "Okay Mr. Khan I've a design in my mind so I'll show it to you & then you can tell me what we should do. Is that fine with you?" She was engrossed already in her work. "Absolutely fine Ms. Farooqui." He said and moved her bangs behind her ear and nuzzled on her earlobe. "Umm... No shaitani till then. Please!" She said moving her face a little back. Asad smirked but nodded. He then concentrated on the design that Zoya was drawing. About an hour or so later, Zoya was highly immersed in her work. She had finished drawing the upper portion and was explaining it to Asad. He was listening at the start but then poor guy was again lost in the ethereal beauty sitting in front of him. She was telling something and her eyes turned wide like saucers. He absolutely loved it when she does that. He smiled dreamily. Zoya turned & saw him smiling. She stopped talking and looked at him. He was
completely lost to notice that she had stopped talking. "Here we go! Mr. Dreamy Ahmed Khan is again lost!" She said loudly and stood up from the chair, her hands on her hips. Asad came out from his Loveland and gave her a very shy smile. "Why don't you confess mister when you already know that she loves you too?" Zoya said making him shock at her sudden confession. He was looking at her and she realized what she has blurted out. "Uhhh Mr. Khan don't you think you have a multiple personality disorder?" She said covering up and Asad looked confused at the sudden change of topic. "What?" He said and Zoya giggled. "I mean you are at times so rude, typical Akdu and then at times so sweet and caring, then umm romantic and naughty and also confused and dumb!" She explained with a serious face. Asad didn't miss that blush on her cheeks when she said romantic and naughty. He smiled inwardly. "Ms. Farooqui I don't have any such problems so please shut up!" He said sternly and took the sheet of paper in his hand. "See again you turned into angry young man. Just few minutes back you were all smiling dreamily. I seriously think you need to consult a doctor Mr. Khan" She said thoughtfully. Asad sighed and caressed his forehead in irritation. Ms. Farooqui and her stupid talks! "Umm this is perfect. Now what about the lower portion?" He asked trying to change the topic. Zoya sat back on the chair. "Yea. Let's think" She said and started making a bun of her hair. "But it's already midnight Ms. Farooqui. I mean we have only some hours left with us" He said and looked at her. She had closed her eyes and was holding the clipper in between her lips. A sudden urge to kiss her madly arose in him. She looked at him with shocked eyes as he pulled her chair towards him. Her hands left her hair and went on his lap cuz of the pull. Her hair fell back on her shoulder and face disturbing Asad's view. She gasped as he moved her fringe behind her ear and cupped her face in his palms. She looked in his eyes and saw him staring at her lips. She sighed seeing the desire in those blue orbs. Asad lowered his face and Zoya closed her eyes feeling his hot breath fanning her face. His masculine scent playing with her sense. Her hands went from his lap to his neck and she gripped the collar of his shirt. Asad caressed his lips with hers making Zoya shiver. She tightened her grip on his collar and shifted closer to him, wanting more of him. Asad looked at her face. Her eyes shut tightly. Her lips quivering. His focus again went on her lips and this time without waiting any further he placed his lips on hers. Zoya felt her whole body on fire when his velvety lips came in contact with her smooth ones. Her one hand went in his hair as he deepened the kiss. Asad's hands were caressing her cheeks as he kissed her passionately. Asad felt her gasping for air so he decided to break the kiss. He left her lips and Zoya moaned. She got up from her chair and sat on his lap hugging him tightly. Asad caressed her hair as he tried to calm her as well as his rising heartbeats. This was their first proper kiss! Aah! Zoya felt amazing! And Asad, who was just not able to control his desires for her felt happy that finally he got to taste those cherry lips. She raised her head to look at him. He smiled a small one and kissed on top of her head. Both relaxed a little. Zoya went back to her chair. Asad corrected his shirt and hair while Zoya tied her hair and smoothed her kurti while looking at him. "Yea so where were we?" He asked getting back in his professional mode. "Umm the lower portion." She said feeling really shy now. She closed her eyes and opened them again to relax herself. "Yea but we hardly have some hours left with us?" He said completing noticing her moves. "But Mr. Khan we don't any other option, do we?" She said now getting tensed thinking about their boss. Asad looked at her tensed face & he could guess that she's too tired. "We have. We will say boss that we couldn't do it and will give this to him in evening." Asad said and Zoya rolled her eyes. "Mr. Khan, you know he will throw us out if we say so" She said and took the paper. "Let's try to do it. You have anything in mind?" She looked at him & he smiled smugly. "You!" He whispered making Zoya blush and giggle at the same time. "I am telling you Mr. Khan you are suffering from the problem of multiple personality disorder." She chuckled.
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It was 7 a.m. in the morning. Asad has just completed the gown that was asked by their boss. He turned and saw Zoya sleeping in an uncomfortable position. She was sitting on the chair and her head was on the table. He went close to her and stared at her face. Such a beauty she is. She looks so beautiful even when she's asleep. He smiled and woke her up. Their boss will be here any moment and also the others staffs will start coming. He shook her by her shoulder and whispered her name, "Zoya" She was not in a deep slumber so she woke up immediately and raised her head from the table. In the process she had banged her forehead with his as he was sitting on the other chair in front of her. She gasped feeling him so close. His forehead was touching hers, his nose was caressing her cheek and his lips were dangerously close to hers. "Umm Mr..." She tried to speak but stopped abruptly as their lips were touching each other as she spoke. She closed her eyes as she felt butterflies in her stomach. Oh God! They are so close to kissing. Kiss? Again? Allah Miyaan what's wrong with Akdu today? Asad's hand rested on her lap as he closed his eyes nuzzling his nose on her cheek. Zoya shuddered. Asad was about to give in when he heard noises outside the room. Seems some other staffs had arrived. He came back in his senses and quickly got up from the chair banging her forehead with his again. "Ouch!" She grimaced and Asad looked at her. "I am sorry." He said and caressed her forehead. "It's okay. I guess he's here. You're done?" She asked and he pointed at the gown behind on the huge table. Zoya smiled. "It looks really nice, don't you think so?" She asked and heard his low voice, "It does but I just hope he likes it" Asad made a face and they heard a knock on the door. Their boss came inside. "Is it ready?" He asked and Zoya went neat the table followed by Asad and him. "This is what you guys made?" He asked in a tone which pissed both, Asad and Zoya. Asad looked at Zoya with a I-so-told-you-this expression.
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"That man is seriously a limit! Allah Miyaan! What's wrong with him?" Zoya was screaming. They were in Zoya's car driving away to a restaurant. Both had a fight with their boss and had decided to leave their jobs that moment itself. It was really becoming a torture handling that man! He's behaving like an ass since past two months. He didn't like whatever work they were doing. He was deducting their salary and today he had crossed the limits. Both were awake for the whole night to make the gown and he didn't like it. "Why didn't he like it? I mean the dress was beautiful, Mr. Khan" Zoya exclaimed and Asad nodded. "Something is wrong with him, I said you. He was taking us for granted. I am glad we left but more than that I am worried now" He said and rubbed his forehead. Zoya glanced at him as she was driving. "Why?" She asked not liking his upset face at all. "I came here to Dubai for that job, Ms. Farooqui and now see I myself resigned. What am I suppose to do now? How shall I earn?" He expressed and she felt really bad listening to his sad voice. He had come to Dubai 2 years back. He was working here since then but cuz of the boss they had to leave the job. Zoya was working their since 3 years now. She didn't really need to work as her abbu was a business tycoon in New York but then she was interested in designing so she opted for doing job in a shop. After two months of her joining, Asad joined the same shop. He was new to Dubai and was a real Akdu as he never talked to anyone. Did his work and left the place. But being Zoya Farooqui she always used to talk to him and help him and by that they became friends. Zoya had always liked him since she saw him for the first time. Her feelings developed as she worked with him for 16 hours a day. She realized he's gem of a person, really caring and sweet. The stiffness and rudeness was just on his face but he had a heart made of gold. Soon they were the best of friends. Asad was comfortable with her like he was with none in the whole Dubai. Both started sharing things with each other, spending most of the time with each other. This resulted in her falling for him badly and she knew he also had feelings for her since a long time. But being Asad Ahmed Khan, he would never accept or confess. He was controlling himself and avoiding his feelings since a long time but then some months back his self control broke when he first kissed Zoya on her cheek out of excitement when she had helped him in some of his work. She was literally dancing that day! Since that incident, he really lost his control and he didn't know when he started getting cozy, romantic and naughty with her. Zoya was very happy as this gave her a relief that he too has feelings for her. Both were very comfortable with each other, getting habituated with their increasing closeness but neither of them had the guts to confess about their feelings for each other. Zoya wants Asad to confess first but Asad being the guy he is never does that or may be something else is stopping him. Families! May be yes! Both were of different nations! She still hoped that he would confess someday. Cuz having someone else in her life other than Asad was just not possible now. And the same was with Asad. Both of their feelings were just growing rapidly for each other.
Zoya wanted to comfort him but not knowing how, she stopped the car at a restaurant. "I've no mood to eat Ms. Farooqui. You go & eat." Asad said and Zoya sighed. "Mr. Khan come on now. It's morning. You haven't eaten anything since yesterday night. You wait here in the car and I'll get something. Alright?" She didn't wait for him to reply. Kissing his cheek lightly she jumped out of the car. Asad sat there getting tensed about what he shall do now. What will he say to his ammi? Being the eldest son of the family he had many responsibilities on him. Ayaan and Najma, his siblings are his responsibility. He was worried about them the most. He was still lost in thoughts when Zoya came back and handled him a sandwich. "Have it now." She said and started opening her box of pizza. He sat there still holding the sandwich in his hand. He looked at her with an expression that said he didn't want to have it. "Quickly Mr. Khan" She said sternly and he obliged seeing her face. She smiled as he started eating.
After eating she started driving again. A few minutes later, they were sitting in the coffee shop near Asad & Zoya's rented apartment. Zoya looked at him stirring his coffee and staring aimlessly at nothing in particular. She shook him by
holding his other hand which was on the table. "Mr. Khan, don't worry we will figure out something" She said. "How?" He asked. "You will get a job at some other place. I mean you're really talented" She tried to cheer him up but it didn't help. "Ms. Farooqui, I'll definitely get the job but then it'll take time and you know I am having every responsibility on me of my family." He said getting frustrated, "I guess I should say sorry to boss and join back. Though less salary at least I'll have something" He said and Zoya's eyes turned wide. "You're so not doing that, Mr. Khan. I mean less salary is not right when you deserve much more and also you're not bearing that man's tantrums and and and you're definitely not saying him a sorry." Zoya ordered him. Asad sighed. "I don't have any other option." He said and Zoya kinda agreed. Both were sitting quietly when Zoya screamed loudly. "Are you okay?" He asked while rubbing his ears. Zoya rolled her eyes at that. "I have got an idea!" She said and Asad raised an eyebrow at her. "Let's start our business. Asad Ahmed Khan & Zoya Farooqui's partnership business" She squealed in delight while Asad gaped at her.
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Hello forum people!! 😃
How are you all doing? Posting after a really long time! Waise I don't think anybody missed me or my stories 😆 but still I am extremely sorry for not updating since so long. I was caught up with something or the other. Sometimes my ill-health, family functions & most of the time with college, projects, assignments, coaching classes and exams!! 🤢 As of now, I am on a vacation till 3rd January as I've my exams from 4th Jan. 😠So I'll try to update frequently till 3rd Jan but no promises! 😛 Anyways, enough of my banter, this is the first chapter of Winds Of Desire. I wrote something after a long time so I don't really know how it turned out & plus I've changed the storyline a little than what I had written in prologue. So please drop in your comments & please press likes! 😳
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Edited by _Sadaf_ - 11 years ago
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