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Originally posted by: Perfectionist2
Hi Kals82,
While I will respond to every other comment later, I am quite tempted to reply yours since you have quoted my own words.😳 You got me there, I can't bring in a third fiddle now, can I.😃Very true, this story is about love and growth of a relationship. It is about Asad and Zoya.We have seen passion and fantasy in this chapter, but love also mainly survives on the food of trust and truth. That is the next chapter. So you will have to wait and read what happens and if Asad is able to fight his biggest demons, his impending issues with trust. Is Zoya really cheating if she is in love with Asad. Will she take it well when she wants to confess her love and he accuses her of betrayal. I try not to disappoint so hold the thought of abomination just for now.😉Talk soon. Loved your comment as always.
well done👏👏Originally posted by: Perfectionist2
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No Proof Reading Done:Chapter16: A Little Fantasy For You and Me!Zoya, Do you love me? His voice echoed as Zoya stirred to wake up. Her eyes slowly opened to ensure it was just a dream only to face the owner of that voice lying next to her.
His handsome face seemed lot younger when asleep, a few lazy lines of hair fell on his forehead while those lips. Those lips - they enchanted drawing her close, she moved her lips to caress his. A feathered touch that evoked a crazy awareness of passionate outburst.
"TAKE OFF YOUR SHIRT"... Images of unbuttoning his shirt. Asad laughing then rolling her down climbing over her. "Are you sure! " his voice asked.
ASAD ! ASAD! Wake Up! She shook Asad, ARHHH! Wake up!
Asad squeezed his eyes, trying to fight waking up. WAKE UP! Her voice shrieked.
Finally opening his eyes, "You sound better only in my dreams."
You owe me an explanation Mister!, Her eyes angry, She poked his chest.
OMG! Why are you without your shirt.
Sitting up,"Because...!" He stretched seductive." Baby! you were a delight last night!"
Her eyes went through a wide range of emotions from shock, defeat, fear and embarrassment in a nano second while her face stayed vacant. "Did we..."
"I mean you are not wearing your shirt!" She said embarrassed.
"My pants are still on, if you know how this works. " Asad voiced light.
She looked on needing a clearer message. "NOTHING HAPPENED." Asad said firm with guarantee.
OH! Thank God! Zoya said as she leapt on him and hugging him tight. Her lips close to his ear "I wanted to remember our first time." She mumbled to herself.
Asad smiled a little at "OUR First time."
The butterflies giggled at her nerves making her aware that she was draped on his bare chest.
Looking everywhere but at him, "I should freshen up." She said skipping to the washroom while Asad followed her move falling back on his pillow. A memorable night it was last night. So many silent promises made, so many fantasies told and shared. Today will be a day to relive the secrets of last night, Asad vowed.
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Zoya was browsing through the menu, Asad I am hungry. I was jalebis and samosas, they don't have it on the menu.
"Order something for now, I will get you some before we reach home." Came the voice from the bathroom.
NOO! NOWW, who needs a disgusting toast on a Sunday morning! Zoya cried preparing to throw a fit, still turning the pages of the menu.
Asad smirked at the devil in himself as he pushed open the washroom door...
Zoya turned to face Asad, I WANT ...WANT...Wa..nt...waa..wa..wa.. Zoya stammered as she felt short of breath and the butterflies swirled within themselves forming a knot in her stomach. It was difficult to breath. The room felt 40degrees warmer. She could swear collapse at the sight.
Approaching Zoya was Asad, just wearing his jeans still unbuttoned and zipper still down revealing just the shade of his boxers, Skin dripping wet which said he didn't use the towel at all. The dewdrops glistened and teased as they ran down his chiseled body. Hair pushed back wet and hot. He was just like one of her fantasies where she gave him a bath and then sucked and licked him dry and not to forget scream his name, Asad! while he made love to her.
Oh! GOD! The butterflies hyperventilated while Zoya thought she would faint. Asad came to stand in front of her. "Yes! Just stop your tantrum for now and get something to eat. You will have a headache otherwise, Get some cereal." Asad ordered.
"Zoya, Are you even listening." Asad asked.
Hmmm!! HMMM! Nonsense was the best she could manage. YA Allah! Save me! Why is he coming closer now. She thought as Asad moved inches close to her face.
You emmmhhh! Hrmm! You didn't... didn't... wipe yourself. She fumbled trying to make sense while her pupils dilated urging her to shut them close and just relax surrendering herself. Her heart beat hitched a bit.
"I Didn't like the towels here. I wanted to ask, Do you think it's an insect bite. He asked pointing to a spot on his jaw. Asad asked bringing his face closer to her lips.
Poor Zoya tried her best to concentrate but his smell. The cocktail of Asad invigorated her senses. Fresh minty toothpaste lavished his breath, his cologne disturbed her sanity, the after shave so close challenged her to try and resist. A longing desire and passion so strong to touch him made her lips quiver.
Adding to the insanity was the condemned dribble of drops that played catch me if you can, they ran down wild from his wet hair to his nose then that hard jawline ,some kissing his lips, teasing his nipple, jumping to devour his abs, tugging its path to his treasure island. Wish she could be that dribble for today. A groan slipped from her lips as she closed her mouth on his jaw, and drank in one random drop swallowing hard, closing her eyes to smell him divine some more.
So what is it, did something bite? Asked Asad as he smirked.
HMMM! Zoya said still eyes closed now ready to kiss the nape of his neck.
Is it "Zoya bite" from last night? Asad asked running his hand on her hair and holding her waist.
Hmmm!Zoya replied
HMMM! Do you want me to kiss you now? Asad asked mischievous.
Hmmm! She smelled him again. Kiss me All you want! She told in her mind as her butterflies now banged hard on the bar table in chorus shouting "KISS! KISS! KISS!"
He moved his mouth to kiss her nose. "You should get some breakfast, I am serious." Asad said smirking moving away from her, grabbing a towel to now dry himself. One done, two more to go! Asad told himself.
"BLOODY SEXY HOT ARROGANT ASS! He is going to make her beg" said the butterflies reading her mind as Zoya opened her eyes unconvinced.
Containing her emotions that were all over the place she fidgeted with her hands ignoring his prying devilish grin that reached his ears.
A knock on the door caught both their attention, Asad now fully clothed welcomed Aayan and Humeira.
"Hi, Honeymooners! Fun Night eh?" Aayan teased.
"Aayan come out! I need to discuss something "said Asad nudging Aayan to come outside with him.
Walking down to the lift," You know Aayan, we should plan a holiday, or a picnic to a mountain where we can fly kites. We haven't gone out for a family outing for a long time."
"For a long time? You never come to any outing Bhaijaan. You even missed my engagement because you hate crowd. Are you really my Bhaijaan or Is this Alien invasion" Ayan teased.
Come on! I didn't miss your engagement on purpose, I had a conference in London and my flights were delayed. Also I love get togethers. I went clubbing with you guys last night didn't I?
"Yeah we all know why that is? Don't bother explaining?" " Mein Joru Ka Galam Ban Ke Rahoonga" Aayan Sang.
"AAYAAN!" Asad scolded.
"Where can I get some hygienic, healthy Jalebis here?" Asad asked the receptionist as they walked to the lobby. Aayaan pretended to choke hearing him while Asad ignored him.
***
This morning was different, everything was intensified. His presence glorified her existence. Her heart longed for him even when he was around. This dull ache that usually surrounds her only sometimes created havoc in her nervous system today. Asad magnified and in scripted her sole being.Asad seemed a lot more at ease with a smug on his face as if he knew something that Zoya didn't. The butterflies seemed exceptionally cool and didn't bother or nudge her much today. Some mystery had been unveiled that Zoya was missing out on. Something that every one knew for certain but her.So how was the honey moon suite? Humeira teased.
Good! Zoya said as she giggled.
I didn't know you were into spanking? Humeira said grinning naughty
SPANKING? WHAT NONSENSE! Zoya shrieked.
"Oh So Jiju didn't tell you? Well I can't keep you in the dark can I?"said Humeira as she went into detailed explicit report of last night while Zoya sat there jaw dropped.
"Oh MY GOD! The way you kissed him infront of all. The way he looked so guilty to make you jealous. You guys are so adorable together. Nazar Na lage!"
"So he played the jealous card" Zoya fumed.
"Idiot! He ran after you, he did everything for you, his eyes didn't leave you for a second." Humeira tried to make sense while Zoya sat there looking at her.
"You do know you have him wrapped around your little finger, don't you?" Humeira asked.
"I do" Zoya smiled wide lost in Asad's thoughts.
"But it's alright, After all you too love him so much."
In an unquestioned, undeniable response her eyes ran over to meet Asad at the door, her eyes searching into his, as he blinked soft at her and smiled. "I DO." She accepted to herself only enough for Asad to read her lips as he approached her. HUmeira moved to let him sit beside his wife.
"You want to say something" Asad asked sitting next to her.
I love YOU! She said in her mind looking into his eyes. Feeling emotional.
Asad flashed his best smile till date in response, did he read her mind. "So you missed me! "He whispered pulling her waist close as she willingly rested into his chest looking up dreamy into his eyes.
"Chop! Chop! We already checked out of this room for today, I can always book it again for tonight." Aayan teased.
Oh Jiju! Here, our wedding gift for you two, Humeira passed her phone to Asad and Zoya. Pictures of untamed Zoya kissing Asad while his hands covered her ass. Zoya flushed red.
I can't believe Humeira you took pictures, Disgusting!
Oh come on! These are for my nephew and nieces to show them how rowdy their parents were.
"Absolutely Not!" Both Asad and Zoya sang in union. I am going to delete this right now. Zoya yelled.
Gladly, I have at least 100 copies saved in different locations. So don't bother. Humeira said running outside. See you guys down stairs. Aayan winked. "Don't be too late."
This is all your stupid fault! Zoya yelled at Asad.
You are the one kissing, LOOK! He shoved the phone close to her face. "You are no saint, either. Humeira told me everything." Zoya hissed.
"You shouldn't get so jealous and worked up, Men never get worked up being jealous. But of course it is a woman's trait" Asad smirked sexy.
Oh really! Zoya narrowed her eyes, You Wait and watch. She told the butterflies as they nod their head in a tch tch not again.
**
Asad walked ahead waiting for the valet to bring his SUV while Zoya waved Humeira bye. Najma was staying over at Nikhat's place so they would pick Najma and drop her back home. Meaning they would meet again in a few hours.
" Get me those CDs" Zoya waved, A very good looking man, Ravishing tall and full of aura came from behind and whispered " HI Zoya" Asad caught it from the corner of his eye and turned furious at him, only to see Zoya smile bright at him. "HI Zafar" She shrieked. "Been So long!" She raised her arm to shake hands but he opened his arms inviting for a hug.
Zoya turned to look at Asad who stood a bit far away arms folding, eyes narrowed giving her a "DON'T you Dare!" look
She moved to throw herself into a bear hug as Zafar closed his arms around her. She ignored Asad. Great now tell me Jealousy - a trait of woman, smiled Zoya internally. I bet he must be fuming, she turned to look at Asad but he was gone.
"Oh Shit! Did I piss him off again." Zoya looked around worried biting her nails absent minded as Zafar looked confused.
Her face transformed from worry to panic now as she moved a few steps away looking all around to search Asad. "Zoya are you ok? You look worried." Zafar asked.
"Yeah I am just looking for someone." Zoya said ignoring Zafar's now annoying input.
Suddenly He game from behind to circle his one arm around her stomach, pulling her to his warm hard chest. Her hand reached out oblivious to caress his and entwine her fingers with his in a relief. His other hand caught hers too to complete the circle and rest on her stomach feeling the butterflies roll on the ground with laughter with "IN your face Zoya."
He sighed," You have kept me up all night, can we go home." Asad said loud enough for Zafar to hear.
"And you are!" Zafar bit in. Face nonchalant but eyes filled with fury. Asad ignored, territorial mode highlighted as he moved his lips to kiss her cheek.
He saw Zafar rolls his fists and tighten his jaw, while Zoya now pushed Asad a little away moving out of his grip giving him a " Behave" look but still held on to one of his hand.
"Asad this is Zafar, he was my senior in school. We did a play where he was the prince."
"And she was my princess, and we were neighbors for years." Zafar completed trying to hide his curiosity about Asad and their locked hands.
"I am her king, in the real world" Asad remarked cutting in, "She lives with me now, my Queen for life. Forever Happily ever after." He said with dominance, his voice liquid gold, pulling Zoya back in his arms as she basked in his declaration.
Zafar looked confused. Excuse Me! Was all he could gather since Zoya was not protesting the affections of this man.
"He is my husband." Zoya smiled shy.
"You got married. You didn't even think of telling me."
"You were in New York. Besides it was all so quick. "
"Nice meeting you Zafar, but we need to get going. We have another appointment to get to." He said nudging Zoya. "Sure! We should catch up soon." Zafar told mainly to Zoya.
"Bye, I will call you Zafar! "
"I will be waiting Zoya." Said a sad Zafar.
"What the hell was that." Zoya snapped.
"What! I have no idea what you are implying." Asad said calm.
"He is an old friend Asad, He is my friend. You have no right to talk to him like that. And what rubbish was that I am her king!" Zoya yelled annoyed.
"I don't like him, I won't pretend to like him and you won't call him again." Asad decided.
"You don't tell me what to do Asad. Get this clear." Zoya barked.
"Look at the back seat may be you need some nutrition before you go on your yelling spree," said Asad.
"Jalebis!!!! For Me! "Zoya's face lit up as she grabbed and gorged on one. "You want, "she offered between mouthfuls. Zafar was long forgotten so was the feud.
"I am driving," Asad remarked. "Here!" She reached out to feed him, He bit a piece, his lips casually brushing her fingers generating ripples of dull ache and sweet spirals below the belt. If a brush of his lips could do that, what would the entire deal be like hi-fied the butterflies making Zoya blush.
Another jalabi and this time Asad somehow unaware licked her finger tip, causing her to let out a quite moan. Asad heard that and tried to hide his smile biting his lips concentrating on the road.
"That's enough I guess. We can eat when we get home." She closed the box and looked around for the tissue box." No tissues? You always have tissues !" Zoya complained.
With one free hand, eyes still on the road, Asad grabbed her hand, with great details went on to direct each finger in his mouth as he licked with his tongue. On her pinky finger, he paused and sucked on it, turning to her with a smirk.
Her face reflected the orgasmic pleasure that she just reached. Completely thrown off guard and baffled she looked on while her insides churned with lust.
There all done! Asad said playfully as she pulled back her fingers uncomfortably with a frown. Folding her arms Zoya sulked at why everything was getting so difficult around them, her feelings for him all over the place since she acknowledged she was in love. Asad carried on with his smug look," I know what you must be thinking." He told himself.
************* BREAK TIME😛******************************
Zoya was downstairs, helping Dilshad with lunch. Aayaan and Humeira were to join them. It was almost 12 noon, when she heard Asad call her from their room. Wearing a white harem pant with a small white embroidered kurti she followed his voice.
What! She entered to find him, Again bare chested just in tracks. His face and upper body wet.
OK What's going on! Why are you ...I mean, There are so many washed towels. Wipe! Here ! Now! She grabbed a towel to throw as his face as her fingers trembled at the sight of her good looking husband semi naked.
Relax, I just took a shower.
Again? You took a shower in the morning.
It is hot!
It is December, it is not hot. It is cold Asad. She said closing her eyes afraid what new emotions and impulses will give way this time.
Ok! I am dry, open your eyes. Asad's voice smiled. Wear a shirt.! Please! She threw a T shirt at him.
"Look we need to talk." Zoya said. " Last night I was drunk, I said some things I didn't mean. Everything I said and did is Null and Void." "Please! " She tried not looking at the semi naked man as her heart beats raced.
"I disagree," Asad provoked. "Please Asad!" Zoya begged. "Do you want me to die of embarrassment?
"I was drunk for god's sake." Zoya said hiding her face in her palms.
"Hmm oK! I will think about it, but for now. I need some help." Asad said changing the topic.
"I am doing some laundry, I need some help... with my laundry?" Zoya looked at him surprised." The maid does the laundry."
"Well these are my special shirts. " Asad pulled her into the washroom only to have Zoya cover her mouth and then bust into laughter. The entire bath tub was filled with one fourth water and Asad's shirts in soap.
Ok! Zoya said controlling her smile. "We have a washing machine." "I need to wash them myself" Asad said hiding his grin, biting his lip as he watched his Queen rejoice in his stupidity. "Now tell me what to do?" he asked genuinely not knowing what to do.
Zoya laughed out loud, Ok did you put in some detergent, He nodded a no! confused. Ok so these bubbles came from the shampoo? Zoya asked still grinning. YES! he replied to which she burst out laughing again." I really hope these aren't your favorite shirts Asad." Zoya giggled.
"Ok tell me what to do,?" Asad grinned along still without his shirt just his tracks.
"Alright! Get into the bathtub," she giggled while Asad obediently following her instructions.
"Now sit down in the tub," She said eyes mischievous. "Arrey! Sit down! "She commanded again. He obliged "And now keep scrubbing and rinsing it for next one hour and I will be back to help you after that." Zoya yelled as she turned to escape the bathroom.
His quick hold on her hand stopped her abrupt, as he pulled her into the tub with him, splashing water every where. She landed on his lap with a thud! But her chin sharply hit Asad bruising and bleeding his lower lip. Ouch! She let out a cry." Oh My god! You are bleeding ! "her face went white with concern.
"Shit Asad! Why do you do things like this!" Zoya said her eyes getting moist. Turning on the water, she washed her soapy hands, taking a little water she splashed on his lip, it only bled more. She blew on the cut, with a frown. Asad soaked in all the care his dear wife showered on him thanking the moment she fell on him making him bleed. It had stopped hurting a while back but watching Zoya so restless for him, made his heart twist and turn as he memorized her with content. Yesterday was not a lie, not a drunken expedition, she truly cared for him.
"Asad why did this bleeding not stop," Zoya cried. "These stupid soapy hands will make it burn even more if I touch," she spoke to herself, bringing her mouth close to his lips. She licked his wound with her tongue. Closing her lips gently upon his cut, rubbing her tongue on it as she held his face, Zoya repeated plucking on his lips soft again and again watching the cut with undeterred attention. A sexy grunt from the back of his throat threw her off guard as she realized what she had done. Blushing red, She tried to drift away from him only to be pulled back into his lap. Suddenly aware her own clothes wet as they clung to her making her feel almost nude. The tension now imminent in the room, as both their hearts raced for similar reasons.
"Did you just steal a kiss there Mrs Khan?" Asad smirked.
"Ah! And I thought you would let this go, Stupid me.!" Zoya gave a tight smile trying to hide the visible discomfort as she wriggled away.
"Agree, you kissed me and I will let you go?" Asad said pulling her close making her turn so that she faced him. Her wet hand on his bare wet chest just under his racing heart made her nipples peak even though she tried to not concentrate on her desire.
"Say you kissed me, or kiss me again." He said now bringing his soapy lathered hand into her hair pulling her face closer. Those lips, damn not again! She felt herself getting wet down there. Erosions of molecules in millions numbed her brain cells with passion.
"I didn't kiss you," she said unperturbed, more than up for a challenge. "It was a sympathy lick. I lick bruises all the time. I have licked many." She lied, "All in, Game on! What is there to lose!" She told her butterflies as they stood there taking in her words jaw dropped.
"Really? You have kissed many just like this is it?" Asad said little annoyed "I need to check this theory then "said Asad pulling Zoya's legs apart making her sit on him, legs either sides. Zoya gulped fighting weak knowing too well what had possessed him.
Bringing his hands on her waist, he pulled her closer to balance on his groin. His eyes burning with the dark craving that only matched hers. She let of a moan of vulnerability.
"So when you kissed the others, did they do this in return." Asad said pulling her to himself, Her peaked nipples now sketching on his torso, his lips on her neck, he kissed her wet and crazy. Zoya shuddered under his touch, her lips quivering, her mind and body waiting to be claimed. Zoya moaned as both her hands ran into his hair encouraging him.
"Tell me Zoya did they make you feel like this," Pushing her up holding her waist with both hands, he made her kneel, Bringing his mouth over to her navel, he pushed her wet fabric out of the way as he bent down to kiss her belly button like she did last night. His lips pecked, tongue licked, mouth sucked and finally teeth bit her naked flesh along with the soapy after taste. She tasted delicious more than he had imagined. She froze helpless at what he was doing to her inside out.
Asad! She moaned louder, swimming in pleasure. "Please stop! I beg you." Zoya whispered as his mouth moved north "Whom did you kiss?" He asked now wild with revenge as his hand moved inside the wet kurta of her back, making spirals with his thumb as Zoya grasped eyes wide open.
"No one! My nieces! They are five and eight. When they got hurt!" ... PLEASE! She begged again pulling his tangled hair so that his mouth rose to her lips. She bend to kiss him, he backed out, denying her what she wanted.
"There is something, you should know and I should perhaps clear!" His hold tightened around her waist, making her sit on him again. She gazed into through eyes and lips surrendering herself to his mercy.
"I am not asking you to be mine Zoya, I am letting you know You. Are. Mine, I made you mine the day I put that ring on your finger." ... I am yours! Zoya chanted dazed in her mind in affirmation.
"If I let you play custie foostie under the table or you have your way with me, it is because I want you to, because I find it entertaining, it is my stress buster. But when you come up with shenanigans to make me jealous or defy me. It gives me an excuse to give up mortality. I have a reputation of being a ruthless mercenary when I have to acquire something, with or without rectitude or integrity until I get what I want." Asad stated dark with conviction that made her tremble as his voice echoed to her soul.
Zoya concentrated as the tension rose engulfing her into a whirlpool of desires.
She closed her eyes. "So I am just another acquisition after all." Should she be insulted at his choice of words she asked the butterflies.
He yanked her close to break her reverie. Getting her to look into his eyes
"No, You are just my last breath. If I let you go I will have to stop living. And If I can manipulate my principles for tenders and mergers then imagine what lengths I will have to go to stay alive."
Bringing his lips close to her mouth he kissed just below her lip centimeters away from the target. His thumb teasing her lips with a new urgency. Zoya's breathing labored, eyes closed wanting more.
"OH MY GOD! At least close your bedroom door!" screamed Humeira as she covered her eyes and stormed out of the bathroom.
"Allah Miyan! What's wrong with you Mr.Khan! Now I have to sit for hours explaining what was happening. "Zoya cried trying to get out of the bath tub.
Wait! Asad yelled! Hold on! Getting out he layered all the towels he could find on the floor so that she wouldn't slip. Holding her hand while she fought his hold." I can manage, thank you so much." Zoya yelled irritated more at Humeira and a little at Asad.
"Just don't hurt yourself especially in a way that you cannot walk , otherwise, I will have to carry you around, give you a bath and lick you dry. " Zoya swallowed as Asad gave her a towel and smirked his way out of the bathroom, shutting the door.
Bloody Horny! HOT ASS! She grumbled heading into the shower very careful.
**
Zoya came out to find Asad and Aayan had left after a quick lunch. She had a good time with the girls and thankfully Humeira ignored the bathroom sequence consciously.
The evening came. While the sun began to descend in the horizon, she began missing him. The sun invited her outside so she went to say goodnight. A few minutes of peaceful solitude, she remembered their first kiss here. She would always think of Asad every time she saw sunset from now on. Love does weird things to your mind. It makes you notice little details, Zoya smiled.
A bunch of fresh long steam red roses greeted her as she looked to the side, "For you" Please!" He said.
She took it off his hands and smelled it.
"I didn't know what you liked, the florist said Red roses are a decent choice. " He said
"Are you saying sorry Mr.Khan?"
"I am not sorry for anything Zoya." He said dark, lost and somber. He viewed the horizon while Zoya turned to him, folding her knees resting her head on them to look at him, trying to read him. What was going on in that mind. He didn't look at her he watched the sky blocking out all her questions as he sat back to catch the glimpse of the colors of the sun transform into the darkness of sparkles. They sat there gazing at their own purpose for hours till the lights beamed on the garden floor. A gush of cold wind passed making Zoya shiver a little, so little that she hardly noticed it at all.
"We should go inside, You are cold." Asad said standing up pulling her close wrapping his arms around her. A little frown on his forehead irritated her as he walked not looking at her once again.
Love does weird things, it screws you big time. If something bothers him it makes you restless. If he seems unhappy, it gives you a motive to secretly caress his frown till mid night. It makes you listen to his heart beats, It makes you kiss him in his sleep. It makes you wake up ten times to check if he is still asleep.
Zoya readjusted the blanket the fifth time before kissing on his heart once more, hoping tomorrow his reason to frown would go away.
***
Zoya woke up next morning to find the frown still there, Asad was already dressed giving instructions to Prasad, his secretary. He looked at Zoya but continued his call.
Should I get you some coffee! She asked when he paused.
He nodded a no continuing his phone call, while she waited. Something disturbed him, she could feel it.
She wanted to just go and hold him in her arms so tight and make all the stress go away. Why couldn't they be like normal husband and wife. Why did their relationship go through such complex denominations every single day.
" I am leaving, I will be late." Asad said.
" You didn't have breakfast, I can get you something quick." Zoya added.
"Don't bother, I will grab something from outside." He turned to walk out but stopped. "Do you want to come to my office for lunch today. I have an hour available at 1 PM." He asked hopeful.
"I,...I promised a friend something" Zoya responded.
"OK! See you tonight then," He said as he walked out without giving her his customary peck.
"Bye Ammi," Asad said as he walked out towards his car, placing his laptop bag in the passenger seat, taking his keys out to ignite the engine.
Something ran down the stairs, he turned. She stood bare feet in front of him panting while he gazed her with his questioning looks.
She moved quickly to pant a kiss one his cheek, " Come Soon! I will wait for you."
Zoya smiled. His stubborn frown vanished and he smiled back. " I will miss you." She said again before turning around to climb back the stairs. She stopped at the entrance door. Now Go! So that you can come back soon! Zoya smiled shy.
ZOya! Asad called out, and she nod her head in a what? If you miss me too much, you can wear my boxers, he grinned as he climbed his SUV driving out giving her a quick nod.
***
Zoya came out of the shower that after noon, to find Asad standing over her IPAD, his back facing her. She walked over to his side, "I missed you so I used your shampoo," She teased hitting his arm with her elbow. He turned, his face expressionless, his eyes screaming betrayal. "What kind of a sick game are you playing with me." He spoke ice cold, his tone soft in a whisper but the intensity making her shiver with fear.
He gave her the IPAD and walked out of the room as she looked on in disbelief.
A chat message flashed on her AOL messenger "Dearest Zoya! I slept thinking about you last night. Your Prince Charming." _________________________________________________________________
TA DA! What do you think? Super long!... I know😕😭Let me know if you guys prefer two short updates instead.Thank You for your all your support. I have each of you to thank for this new thread. Last thread had 55,000 hits almost, hope this once makes a new record.To anyone who sticks on to read the update till the end, please hit the like button at least if you cant comment. You want a update soon, show me you want it bad. And you know how to black mail me.What do you say, Promo was misleading! Welcome to the world of advertising!😆A special shout out to - Mariam 1368 for spamming, NNN- Mona Darling for telling I need to score an update it is about time, Snehasya - for pretty please, Rajni68- for getting disappointed when I don't update,kals82 - for sharing your story, NIDA for telling me I am lazy. -ARLOVER- aka shatakshi For the email nudges.And many more whom I have missed right now but will thank in my next update.
hai juliet,
true u cannot bring in third fiddle now... u know what i.e the best part of this story... it is just about 2 persons who got married... with different ideology... about their life... two contrast in nature...
zoya... filled with fantasy...
asad.. filled with reality...
best part is it is an arranged marriage...love blossoms...after marriage...
asad is filled with insecurity...ofcourse he will..be.. bcoz she ran away on the wedding day... whatever the reason it may be...on top... discuss with him about her prince charming...her life long dream...
though the sms... chaat gives him relief...yet
he will have trust issue... which guy wont... and he doesnt know zoya...completley yet...
he wants to trust her...but his past.(his father left his mom)... keeps probing his heart...mind over heart...for asad..
regarding zoya... she is a princess...in every sense... happy family... still to face some reality of life...i am sure she is going to through tantrum.. when asad accuses her...but her love for asad... will overcome...her anger...heart over mind for zoya... she will give in.. once she understand asad...
the first year of marriage... is the best and worst ...sweet heart...the honey moon is the best part... worst part... getting to know each other... understanding each other... at the end of the year... u know... he is like this... and she is like this... specially in arranged marriage..
last observation.. from my personal. life... even after 7 years marriage,... my husband says... how he was made as a tabla between his mom and me...during the first year...
lastly...once again ...
that amazing and romantic love stories can be written without a villain or a vamp or even Fate aka Muqudar in existence.
yes... look around... most ordinary love story are extraordinary for the lovers of the story...
just my thoughts to share...
waiting for the next update,,,,,,,,,eagerly
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