Yeh Rishta Kya Kehlata Hai - 29 Aug 2025 EDT
Yeh Rishta Kya Kehlata Hai - 28 Aug 2025 EDT
BHAROSA THODNA 28.8
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Ijja-jjat hai
Chapter 8:Burning desires
She quickly got out of the shower and opened the cabinet. She took out a white robe and put it on. She was about to walk over to the sink when she lost her balance with the water splattered on the fall. Her hand searched for something to catch her balance but failed.
BOOM.
In the last second she had grabbed on to the counter, causing everything to fall down making the huge sound. Zoya had her eyes squeezed tight. She heard footsteps rushing into the room. As her tears parted her eyes. She opened them and glanced around. She was still standing but with things shattered around her. The glass decorating pieces had gotten her trapped as well as slightly cut the top of her foot. She was still full in shock when Asad broke opened the door.
Asad: Zoya! What happened? Are you okay?
Zoya lifted her eyes from her wounded feet to Asad's worried eyes. Tears continued to race down her soft cheeks.
Asad looked at the pain in her eyes and began to walk forward.
Zoya noticed and quickly reacted.
Zoya: STOP!
Asad froze as Zoya pointed down to the glass and his bare feet. Asad looked down in shock but then pulled his eyes back up and met Zoya's. Without even thinking twice he continued to walkforward over the broken glass, leaving his bloody foot prints behind him.
Zoya was shocked. Why did he continue?
Zoya: Asad stop! You're going to get hurt.
Asad ignored her and continued to walk forward not breaking eye contact. As he reached her, he cupped her face.
Asad: Are you okay?
Zoya was surprised at the question he just put forward on her.
Zoya: Asad, why dod you walk over the glass. Your feet are all wounded now.
Asad smiled lightly.
Asad: I rather have my feet wounded then you're soft angelic feet. Zoya didn't know how to react. She just stared him down.
He moved forward, bent down, put one arm under her knee's and one to support her neck. He gently lifted her and walked over the broken glass once again. This time he only looked forward and did not turn once to look at her. Instead Zoya continued to look at him.
(ZOYA'S Thoughts) Why was he caring so much? He acts like a devil, killing people for his needs, yet he still cares. Why are you so complicated Asad Ahmed Khan. There are problem billions of my own situations I need to solve, yet the one my heart desires, is you.
Asad reached the bed and charmingly out her down, coming down with her. He finally looked into her eyes and smiled a bit. She was still holding on to him. Her nails in jabbed in his skin with fear. She slowly realised and let go. He got up and straightened his back. As he got up It finally clicked Zoya that he wasn't wearing a shirt. His Six pack were revealed once again.
Asad fixed his hair to one side and then looked back at Zoya. Her white robe had raised when he put her down. Instead of the length being right above her knee's it was just covering her butt. The cut at the top was too deep for him to handle his inner desires. It was a so deep that he could tell she was not wearing Bra. how could she? Her sari she wore last night did not allow her to wear one and she obviously did not carry one with her.
Zoya sat on the bed as her wet hair was stuck on wet face. Asad moved forward towards her. He lifted his hand and pushed her hair behind her ear. He then leaned towards her face causing her to shut her eyes tight. He liked the effect he had on her. He continued to move closer until his lips contacted her bare neck. He sucked the droplets off of her that created electrifying feelings for the both of them. She moaned as her hands traveled up his abs. Asad's face then moved closer to her lips as his hands traveled down to the tie of her robe. He held it tight ready to open it up when his eyes shot opened.
Reality hit him. What was he doing! He can't do this to a girl again.
He quickly shot up and turned the other way. Zoya's eyes opened and looked at Asad with confusion.
(Zoya's thoughts) Why did he leave me like that? Does he not feel the same for me? The same desire that is burning inside of me. WAIT! What feelings and what Burning desire! Zoya get a hold of yourself. There is nothing in between you two!
Asad interrupted her inner fight with her feelings.
Asad: Umm, I called my secretary and she advised that we don't leave this house until further notice, so I asked her to send us some clothes. They should be arriving in 20 minutes. Until then I'll make some breakfast for the both of us.
He shot out the room before any questions could slip out of Zoya's mouth.
Zoya: Great, Now I'm stuck in this robe for another 20 minutes.
She walked towards the mirror to brush her hair when something caught her eye. As she moved closer to the mirror she noticed her neck was red on one side. She touched it and closed her eyes.
As soon as she closed them she recalled Asad's touch.
She quickly shot her eyes open. She looked at herself in confusion and then closed her eyes once again. She then recalled her hand traveling on his physique body . She shot her eyes opened once again. Looking in the mirror, she questioned herself.
Zoya: Why am I constantly think of you, and why I am getting these feelings. I can never love you Asad. You destroyed my life.
She then tried to erase her thoughts by picking up the comb and combing her hair.
*15 minutes later*
DING DONG.
Asad left his work and went to open the door.
Asad: Jiya! Thanks so much. Let me take that.
He took the suitcases she was carrying and brought them inside.
Asad: Come in.
Jiya: No thanks sir. I have to run. Thanks for the offer.
Asad smiled and shut the door as she left.
He carried the pink suit case, assuming it would be for zoya and brought it up the stairs.
He opened the door and walked in.
Asad: Zoya, Your stuff is here.
He put it down and left the room without trying to make any unnecessary contact with her.
Zoya watched his as he walked out quite uncomfortably. Why was he walking like that? Of course! The glass! He hasn't even covered up his wounds.
Zoya decided that she would get ready and then check his foot.
She walked over to the suitcase and opened it up. It was filled inside. One half with dresses, the other with Indian dresses. She then opened the pockets to find shoes and jewelry. Zoya's eyes caught on this one black Indian outfit. She picked it out from the pile. As she picked it up she noticed something fell out of the suitcase. As she went to go pick it up she noted that it was a black bra.
Zoya's thoughts: Thank god Asad asked for this for me. Wait a second how did he know?
She rethought when he came so close to her. This time she thought of every detail.
Before Asad moved closer to her he was looking at every part of her body. And from what she can remember, her robe was in an awkward position after being put down.
She realised that her light deep robe revealed her skin. She walked back to the mirror and looked at herself. It was clear that she was not wearing it.
Zoya felt really awkward. She was relieving way too much than she wanted to and was comfortable with. She then quickly grabbed her clothes, shut her bedroom door and changed in the bedroom.
She put on a black pajami suit that had a pink sequenced border around the dupatta, neck line and the bottom of the shirt. The top was lone sleeve and really emphasized her skinny arms. She put her hair to one side and left her room to eat breakfast. As she walked down she could smell something burning. Before she entered the kitchen she went to the table and picked up the cloth.
She walked into the kitchen to see burned food everywhere and a confused working Asad.
Zoya: Can I help?
Asad turned and looked at her angelic like face.
Asad: N- no its fine.
Zoya walked forward and took over the stove. Asad moved aside as he knew he could not cook.
She looked at the pan and smiled.
Zoya: Were you trying to make pancakes?
Asad: Yes. Chocolate chip pancakes.
Zoya giggled a bit. It was totally burned.
Zoya: How about you make the table while I make us breakfast.
Asad: Sounds like a good Idea.
Sorry guys. Its short and no precap or suspense. I just made a quick update because my exams start this thursday! Please remember me in your prayers guys, I'm very nervous for these exams!
Anyways love you all, and your comments make my day!!
Thanks for all the support so far and will update ASAP!
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