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Take ur time Ashna,

It's okay dear take your time 😃

Its k take your time
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It's okay dear take your time

Just a warning...I am not sure of this update..I am not even sure I like it or hate it...I just wrote it and I am posting it cos I feel guilty for not posting on the given date...So read it and be honest about it...I am game for all the criticism you have to throw my way...and anything else along with it...

So here you go peeps!!!

PS : This update is very much for these 2 lovely ladies...

Maha(maha2012) for her wish to see an angry Asad kissing Zoya, and that too in his POV

And for

Sadie (--starstruck--)for wanting an accidental kiss between the 2...She wanted an oops moment by the office desk...but I went with something different...

And to all of you...who supported their ideas and waited in anticipation for it...

I hope its even a single% of wat u expected it to be...

So that being said...here goes

What should I possibly have to tell you, oh venerable one? Perhaps that you're searching far too much? That in all that searching, you don't find the time for finding?"
Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

Time took over from that fateful night, slowly re arranging the order of things in the right place.Asad and Zoya went about becoming strangers at work, managing their company with as few interactions with each other they could manage. It finally brought back the sanity around everyone.

2 weeks had passed, and took along with it the bundle of emotions that surrounded the pair. The anger and awkwardness had finally ceased into a corner and mutual professionalism had made its way. They still had their moments of disagreement but still they were good together, there was no denying it. They were the right balance of Yin and Yang the company required to move forward. And in a matter of these 2 weeks the duo had managed to bag in a very crucial client for their company. Now it was all a matter of sealing in the deal and making it actually happen.

But a shadow lingered behind them, that of a person with a plan and soon when he plunged into action he planned to take things down for good, for his benefit.

He kept his ears and eyes open taking in every bit of information he required to make his next move. One failed attempt had left him agitated and he knew, he would react if something else went wrong. This time he had to be extra careful with his ways and make sure he did nothing to raise a red flag against him. He was very close to his reward and he couldn't afford to screw it up. It was his ticket to his salvation and he was prepared to ward off any hurdles that came his way. He was ready to play it dirty. But he had to do it with caution. He knew his attempt at hacking into the company database had triggered an alarm, and the bosses were leaving no stone unturned in tracing that back to him. But he was safe, he knew for a fact. He just had to go about it from a different angle.

He walked to his cubicle and collapsed on the chair. He was frustrated. He was so close to the finish line, he could smell his victory. But he had to wait a little longer and that thought made him angry. He had had enough of sitting in this cubicle and looking from the outside. He wanted to be on the other side, and the only thing or rather people in his way were standing right across him, in that lavish office, doing what they did best; Argue.

Asad and Zoya were at it again locking horns, at their difference of opinion. It had become an anticipated source of entertainment for the staff, their arguments were truly fun to watch. The staff slowly gathered up by the window and peaked in providing a whispered commentary of what seemed to be going on inside.

Ayaan was the first one to walk out of his cubicle and peak in, thoroughly enjoying his bro and the feisty Zoya going at it in a battle of wits.

Ayaan-Yo Shahid what are you doing sitting there...just come here...he nudged..but Shahid stay put. He continued to look onto his computer screen and typing vigorously.

Whatever thought Ayaan as he continued to peak..

He couldn't make out anything that they were saying but he knew that it was an intense argument.He could say looking at his brother frown, the way he massaged his head as Zoya continued to shout. He couldn't help but go back in the past where he had first seen her.She had come a long way since that time and even though he could still see the wild streak in her as she argued with Asad he knew she had become a lot more manageable.

Rihaan's voice broke his thoughts and he looked up to see Rihaan standing behind him

Ayaan-Sup dude...wanna a peak at your wife going all angry on my bro??he gesture him to peak in..but Rihan shook his head in a no.

Ayaan-Dude your wife's a bomb..I don't know how you handle her...He smirked...looking at him intently...

Rihaan-I'd appreciate it if you don't do this Mr Ayaan. Its not appropriate for the work environment. And please stop using such words for my wife. I do not like it, and its my personal life so please don't dig into it. He requested.

Ayaan wasn't deterred. His eyes had a challenge brewing in them, but he decided to let it slide.

Ayaan-Man I am sorry I didn't mean to rile you up...I just was amazed how brazen she is, and how tame you are..thats all..My brother handling her, and her outburst seems believable cos he is an alpha male.But you....he didn't finish the sentence as he looked into Rihaan's eyes, expecting a reaction.

Rihaan-Again I'd appreciate it if you don't talk about my personal life so disrespectfully Mr Ayaan. With that he walked back to his seat and continued with his work.

Ayaan smirked as he walked past Rihaan, knowing very well that he had pushed his buttons, but his reactions confused him.

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Asad was completely unaffected by Zoya's impulsive outburst. He stood there with his arms crossed leaning by his desk as he let Zoya blast out,only mildly irritated by the noise in his otherwise peaceful day.

Over the course of the last 2 weeks this had been their 7^th fight, he counted. And what he had realized was Zoya's need to be verbal. She was a passionate woman he had figured and she was very invested in her work and her ways of doing it. And any interruptions triggered her anger. At first he had reacted once or twice but that just escalated the situation. Letting her rant it out was the best way of ending it. So he stayed passive, ever so often baiting a word or two for her to cling on to.

It was a silly topic of argument. Zoya wanted the potential clients to come to their office to finalize the deal, while Asad wanted otherwise. And so it started, with Zoya barging into his office and going off like an AK47...

Asad had zoned out...His head elsewhere...he barely heard what she had to say, his eyes focusing on the lavish gestures she made. She intrigued him. She confused him, she made him feel a little disoriented. Another person wouldn't have dared to talk to him in such a manner. He would have eaten him raw, but somehow he allowed her the liberty. That confused him further. His eyes observed her, looking over her and as it landed on her over expressive lips, talking away, his surroundings shifted.

He couldn't take it anymore of her ranting. So he fought back...back and forth, back and forth they started shooting their words... every argument had a counter and every question had an answer. The room was heating up.The fire was building up.

Soon she was getting physical with him...She shoved him off, not once, not twice but thrice...She was really angry at something...He lost his diminishing cool.He growled like a raging bull...aiming to attack...And he did... he pounced...Caging her in the corner...and looking straight into her eyes...His eyes made her burn..yearn and churn in the deepest of her beings...She was still mad...and she tried pushing him away..but he grabbed both her hands in his wrist..and squeezed her into the corner with his body...He bellowed at her..but she didn't budge...she cursed him and shoved insults at him...And that did it...

Zoya he shouted...Just shut up...

No I wont...what will you do...hit me?? She challenged...

His eyes burned with fury as he reacted to her accusation...He punished her arrogance...He grabbed her head in his hands and pulled her to him...and he kissed her...His firm lips..slapped her soft ones..with a barbaric domination...Fire met fire and there was an explosion...Zoya..was shocked...She was on fire...She couldn't ..didnt want to fight back...as she felt his lips move around hers...She let out a helpless moan...he crushed her into him and deepened the kiss...grunting as he possessed her smart mouth...He had given his answer...and she had no comeback...

The kiss picked up pace, intensity and burned the duo to molten pools of desire. Asad possessed her with a fervent need.He claimed her lips for the longest of moments, not wanting to part, not wanting to lose the fire he felt course through his sorry soul...He wanted this moment to cease time.

He kissed her harder and she moaned...calling out his name...Mr Khan...

His name refocused his eyes and he blinked...the moment was broken.

He looked at her...she was staring at him like he had grown a second head...

Zoya-Are you High Mr Khan she asked sincerely.

She seemed to have lost her edge her anger seemed to have subsided.

Asad-I am ok, if you're done with this argument. He countered feeling a little disoriented.

Zoya-FINE Mr Khan...have your way...but this is not the last of it...Be ready in 1 hr my driver will take us.And please don't say no and don't say your driver will drive us.I don't have time for this. And she walked out, feeling triumphant for having the last word.

Asad slumped into his couch and poured him a drink.This woman was messing up his head. She was starting to make him go insane. This was the third consecutive zone out he had experienced. And all the 3 were due to her troubling thoughts. She was starting to mess his head, provoking him in his thoughts, pushing him to the brink of explosion. She made him react the way he used to before his life turned upside down.He was known to be a temperamental guy.He was famous for his temper and no one dared mess with him or his family. But that part of Asad, that spontaneous, short tempered Asad had been laid to rest with the coffin of his loved ones. He had promised never to sccumb to his temper, to keep his cool and get to his destination. Anger would just mess things up, and he was too close to mess it up now.

Ah crap he cursed as he gulped down his drink.He couldn't deal with Zoya in his thoughts as well.Dealing with her in reality was a task in its own right. No he wouldn't allow that. He closed his eyes and cooled himself down.He was here on a mission and that's all that mattered.Zoya was not his problem.She was married, her husband would take care of her.He stood up and started to collect his stuff pushing behind the nagging thought that pinched him over and over again.It had to do with Zoya.

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Zoya walked out of her office, pissed at her husband for bailing out on the meeting. He had to stay back to attend a conference call and would meet her over dinner at home. So now she was royally screwed. She was going alone with Asad and she didn't like that.

She made her way to the elevator to find him there, waiting for her.He nodded a little in acknowledgement and pressed the button for the elevator and made their way down.

The journey to the destination was a quiet one, with both the parties refraining to their secluded corners. But as soon as the shook hands with their clients they worked as a team.

Asad did most of the talking when it came to the financial and practical part of the deal, while Zoya stayed true to her skill sets.

She couldn't help but appreciate the passion she saw in Asad's eyes for his work.She inwardly applauded his tact and diplomacy and his charm that allowed him to win over people. She knew how badly she lacked those assets. Atleast the tact and diplomacy.She could definetly charm her way around.She just never used it to her benefit.

The final signature seal in the deal and brought Zoya back to the present.

It was a pleasure meeting you Mr Khan Ms Farooqi,I look forward doing business with you' said the CEO of their client company.

Likewise,Asad and Zoya said in unison

Pleasantries were shared and after wishing each other good evening Asad and Zoya made their way back to the elevator.

They were on the 30^th floor and it was 5pm. People were getting ready to go home and the elevators were taking some time to get to the topmost floor.

Finally after 5 minutes of waiting an empty elevator greeted them. Both Asad and Zoya took their spots on the opposite side and waited on the descent. With every floor the elevator got more and more packed, forcing Asad to move from his corner, closer to Zoya. Still they tried and maintained their distance.Zoya closed her eyes a little, trying to compose herself. Asad's closness was starting to tease her senses, and it was bothering her. A lot had happened between them on the first day and she couldn't not think of it when she saw him. Their eyes met for a second as Asad looked down at his watch.He recognized her thoughts somehow and looked away. He himself hadn't been able to make sense of what had conspired between them on the first day. He still couldn't fathom the idea that he had kissed her, comforted her and seen her topless in the first 24 hours of their meeting.He shut his eyes at the thought.No he couldn't venture in that direction.

Zoya was red as she saw the array of emotions flooding through his eyes in a matter of a second, before he closed his eyes.She was emarassed all over again.He knew what she was thinking.She knew.She as well closed her eyes and tried to block those images of her kissing him with fervor, of nuzzling into him and inhaling his scent and she coulnt muster herself to think that he had seen her almost naked, something even her husband hadn't had a chance to do.

By the 15^th floor the elevator was crapmed and there was hardly any room between Asad and Zoya. They tried their best maintain the distance, but with no such luck.Asad was roughly being pushed into her body,Zoya squeezing in every bit of her petie body in the corner. Soon they were flushed against each other.Her breasts squeezing into his topmost ab. They were a contradiction even in their bodies. Asad's rock hard body versus her soft and supple one.

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And the door opened again.

Asad looked down into his watch, and just as he lifted his face he was pushed right onto Zoya and his lips bumped into hers.

Zoya's eyes bulged out on shock, as she felt his lips on hers.

Asad went still at the contact, not knowing how this happened. He was in the most awkward position and he couldn't move. He was being crushed by a mound of people making way for a stroller.

He tried to move his neck but stopped as a burst of sensation coursed through his veins. His lips burned up as they felt her softn lips under them. He tried again to the other side and felt the same reaction. He was helpless. He was kissing her and he couldn't help it. He didn't know what to do.Zoya wasn't helping his cause either.

Zoya struggled under him but each time she did he moved along and their lips mated a little more, and she burned a little more. Her hands reached up to his chest as she tried to push him off, but instead of going back he was pushed back on her by the crowd. She didn't know what to.She struggled, he struggled and their lips continued to brush against each other.It felt like foreplay, it felt like a tease that aroused every inch of their bodies.It made them helpless.

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He tried again to push someone aside.Zoya was getting breathless.She almost opened her mouth and breathed out in his, but stopped as she accidently grazed her tongue on his lips. She almost moaned at the contact, her eyes closing on instinct, her leg wanting to pop out.But there was no room

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Asad stopped struggling as he felt her tongue on his lips.it was as if he was given an electric shock. So minuscule was the action yet so powerful.His own mouth opened in reaction to her exhale and just for a split second their tongues touched.

Umm was Zoya's reaction and Asad's hand instinctively went to her waist to keep her from moving any further.She was too close and her body was crushed into him.And as she tried to move her body grazed his and it bothered him.

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They stood imprisoned in their position, their lips glued to each other.Both had closed their eyes and given up.They still reacted at the slightest of movements between the lips, trapped in between.Neither could they break the kiss or take it further. Finally a person got off and they were spared a cm.

Asad moved his face away in a snap, as is he was burned.But he could only move so much. Now instead of Zoya's lips on his, her lips were smacked on his neck. Her breath tickled him and teased him.He tried to move Zoya away by his hands that rested on her waist, but there was no room.He had to do with it for the next few floors.

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Zoya had given up, she knew there was no way out of this situation.It was awaiting game till the ground floor.So she just closed her eyes and tried to zone out.But his scent didn't let her.Instead it pulled her towards him, wanting to run her hands down his neck, trailing an outline of his body. His smell made him dizzy and week in the knees.It was just so masculine and pure. It didn't smell of cologne, it smelled of pure maleness and that made her sense trapped. She couldn't help but inhale him deeper.

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Asad-Ms Farooqi, I am sorry but can you try and not breathe on my neck??...Uh..iits making me ticklish...he said, a little embarrassed

Zoya-Uh..oh..Ya..ssuure...Ii am ssorry...II jjust don't haave room to move...she tried to fidget to gain a little room, without any luck.

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Asad-uh..Maybe I'll lean down a little...ttthat wat your face gets a little higher...

Zoya-Ssure...you can try...

Asad bent a little but that just made thing worse. Now Zoya's lips were on his right cheek and his on her left.

Damn it...cursed Asad this position was not any better.

Zoya-Uh..Mr Khan...just let it be.,..iits only 4 more floors...

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Asad-Well sorry bout this...though

Zoya-Its not you fault Mr Khan...will be ok though if we don't speak?? Your stuble is kinda tickling me...

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Asad couldn't help it as he burst out laughing...

Zoya smiled despite herself...

Asad-I guess we're even now..

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Zoya-Yup..we are..

Zoya's hand were still on his chest, sandwiched between their body.She could feel his heartbeat and the movement of his muscles as he laughed, making her shudder with anxiousness. No matter how hard she tried, his closeness was affecting her and she was reeling in his presence.

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They both waited with greedy anticipation for the ground floor. They couldn't handle this closeness anymore.It was driving the 2 insane.Asad and Zoya were being groped by the most alien emotions, making them restless.This was new and it was scarey and neither one was ready to venture onto that road of discovery.Their paths were different and they weren't meant to merge.

Clink buzzed the elevator as they finally made it to the ground floor.They egarly waited for their turn to get out. Slowly the space opened up and Asad and Zoya had no option but to break apart their awkward closeness. The moment they lost each other's contact, somewhere deep within they felt empty. But it was too dull of an ache for them to acknowledge.

They walked out of the elevator, towards the revolving doors.

Zoya turned to face Asad and smiled.

It was a genuine smile that reached his heart promting him to smile as well..

Zoya-Sorry for that I guess...

Asad-I am sorry as well, but we didn't have a way out now did we.

Zoya-No we didn't. she smiled again..

Zoya-I guess it was not in our hands. It just happened.

Asad-Yes what could we do, It just happened.

They looked at each other for a second, searching for something. But neither of the 2 was ready to acknowledge what they could have seen. So the turned away said their good byes and headed home.

Their paths didn't cross just yet. Someday It would just happen!!!

Once again..I am not happy with the update..or the way this story is shaping up...I agree with Juliet (perfectionist2) that its going too slow...but I just cant help but get into minute details...I don't know whats going on...but I cant pick up pace with this story..and I know for a fact that I aint doing justice to the story in my head...but I have to keep going n write it down to see what needs to be changed...so Please share your comments and views on the update...I wont promise the next update or its date..cos this time around I want to write it down before committing. Promising u a time and not delivering at the given time just puts a lot of pressure on me and makes me feel like a loser when I cant give u the update.So lets c where this takes me. I am not giving up on the story just yet..but if at any given time I do..you'll know the reason...I couldn't write it...or build the story up...so if I do so..than sorry in advance...But for now...let me know...ur POV...😕

I'll cya soon

PS I dont even know if this update works with the story...😕 or if anything makes sense..ya I am just making a khichdi out of it

Well I have lost it!!!

Hey Aashna... Thanks.. We got to know that ASYA are not able to get their thoughts away from each other how much ever they try but they are doing good as business partners... Honestly yes I felt it was more of a filler update and the story did not progress much but please don't mind .. you are a very good writer and I am sure you will bring out things wonderfully in the next update.. The only point which caught me interesting is about the person who was involved in trying to hack the database... It could be Shohaib... or is it Rehaan ??😊😊

Dear... That was a nice update...