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Originally posted by: DevikaRavish

I am going crazy thinking about the culprit.. Rihaan or not ??

Gal u'll have to be patient...the culprit doesnt come out until later...😆

Originally posted by: DevikaRavish

I read the whole update again.. trying to see if I could somehow get any clue about the culprit... 😕

I guess it will make sense once its revealed...dont stress bout it..go with ur instincts..😉

Originally posted by: mishtypiya

very nice...

Thanks😊

Originally posted by: asifiqbalsh

Nice update
Zoya burst out on asad & dilshad entry
She like zoya & zoya felt the same
Asad saved zoya once again
He & ayaan together want to solve the case
Continue soon
Thanks for pm

Thanks a lot...

Originally posted by: DevikaRavish

Aashna.. you with this story and Juliet with her Butterflies have got me thinking so much that I just don't want to read anything else now in the forum till I get to read the next update.. 😊

Apologies am yet to read your update of the new story.. Will do sometime today.. 😊

WOW..now thats a gr8 compliment for both of us...I will try and update soon...n take ur time with the new story...I just hope u keep liking this story as it goes...😊

Originally posted by: sweeetyrocs

Superb dear...

Loved every bit of it...

Continue soon ...

~JAZ~

Thanks a lot😃

Originally posted by: Kinjal Babaria

Lovely update aashna

Thank god zoya is safe!!! Asad will never let anything happen to her :):):)

Continue soon

Thanks for pm

Thanks a lot...m happy that ur enjoying the story..n how its going about...😊

Originally posted by: DevikaRavish

Aashna.. 1st May to 5th May now.. So when do we get the next update ??

6th May it is..I wanted to wait until page 100 but I guess that aint happening..😕

Originally posted by: grad2011

wonderful update :)

thanks😊

Here you go peeps.. (Long Update FYI)

Opening Doors!!

"All our reasoning end in surrender to feeling"-Blaise Pascal

So what happened to your hand...asked Dilshad..masking her worry, knowing very well Asad didn't like it.

Its nothing mom...just a little crack. Asad brushed it off and continued to walk upto his room. Ayaan followed behind and went to freshen up

How did it happen...Dilshad prodded a little further as he walked out.

Well Ms Farooqi fell on it...he remained stoic..but his mother saw the quick rise of emotions in his eyes at the mention of Zoya.

And why did she fall on you???

Ammi...please..

Well I am just asking..

Well I pulled her and I lost my balance and she fell on me and her entire weight fell on my wrist..Its nothing, please stop worrying. It will be good in no time. Now can we have dinner.Me and Ayaan are damn hungry.

Ofcourse, let me go get my shawl. With that Dilshad walked away, thoughts of Zoya running in her head for some reason.

I will set the table , announced Asad as he went about grabbing the mats.

Ayaan came to Asad and wordlessly went about helping him get things ready.

Care to explain..asked Asad..and Ayaan knew what he meant..

Humeira was my ex..more precisely the one that got away. I was madly in love with her, Hell I still am. Ayaan shared, his eyes filling up with angst as he grabbed the cutlery and put it by the dishes.

So you guys were a couple. For how long?? . Asked Asad

For 4 years. We started dating in the first year of college.

What happened??

She freaked out when I proposed. She was not ready to get married.She told me she needed time and I gave her time. But then she started to drift away.She pushed me away emotionally and kept me waiting. One fine day we had a huge fight and I got really pissed and walked out.She didn't call me back and I didn't go back.By the time I got back to my senses, she had moved back to LA.She changed her address, her email, facebook, phone number, everything. Bro I was a mad man.I lost the one I love cos I did something stupid.I didn't fight for her, for our relationship.I was too wrapped up in my ego. Ayaan shared, his eyes almost burning with unshed tears, as he recalled his love.

Why didn't you try tracking her from your work data?? Asked Asad.He was silently processing what Ayaan said.

Cos that wouldn't be right.She had asked me to promise that I would never look her up.She knew from the very start that I aspired to be a detective. And I promised her I wouldn't.It was only fair.

Then how did you find out Zoya was related to her???

Cos, I have seen Zoya before. She had come here for a visit. Humeira never talked about her relationship with Zoya, cos Zoya was supposedly going through a rough patch.And Humeira mentioned something about Zoya hating love and something like that. I didn't care, I just let Humeria do what she wanted to do.Our relationship was always very independent.She met her and I stayed away for that weekend.But I caught a glimpse of her when she dropped by at one of Humeira's classes on Monday. And I realized by what Humeira meant. Zoya was unlike any normal girl at that time.I caught her dissing a couple walking by, ranting about how love was a disease and how she hated such crippling show of affections.Then she flicked them and booed them.Grabbing a cigaratte she went into a corner and smoked pot, openly.I was almost going to complain, but right than Humeira came by and took her with her. Boy she was a handful.I mean she still is.No doubt she has matured a lot, but I still see that bad girl glimpse here and there. Ayaan finished and looked up to Asad. I still don't understand how you deal with her. I mean the way she was blasting at you on the airport day before. I mean wow,had it been me...I don't know what I would have done. Ayaan looked at Asad intently trying to read his brothers emotions. In the past 2 months he had come to realize the strong undercurrent that flowed between the 2.He didn't know what it was, was it attraction, or pure dislike for each other, but whatever it was, it was too strong not to notice. Had it not been for Zoya's marital status, Ayaan was sure, these two would have, sooner or later hooked up.And he felt it would be for good. The two challenged each other and somehow managed to wake up their dormant selves awake.He shook his head and stopped his thought process. It was not happening between the two,there was no chance. Or was there. He stored the last question in his head and waited for Asad's response.

Her outburst doesn't bother me, cos she doesn't bother me'. Asad tried brushing this converstation off, but Ayaan persisted.

I think she does. Dilshad interrupted their conversation.

Both the men looked up and felt embaressed.

I think she rattled your calm, and even though you don't show it, she affects you..Dilshad stated confidently and Asad shook his head.His mom was kinda right. Ever since her confession that she dreamed about him, he had felt a little out of place.He had found himself at night, thinking about what she dreamt. What were her dreams all about? He had had some dreams about her too, but he was far too disciplined to let them take over.

Ammi can we have dinner and stop discussing Ms Farooqi.I have enough of her at work as is.I don't want to bring her home aswell. Asad muttered in frustration,making his way to the dining table and sitting down.

" Well she is welcome here anytime. I quite liked the girl, she seemed so nice and sweet...Dilshad sat and continued talking.

Ayaan almost blurt out laughing..

Sweet and nice..ya rite chachi...she is mean,she is rude and she is downright borderline insane. Ayaan laughed putting food in his plate but Dilshad shook her head and smiled.

No she is not, there's a lot more to her than meets the eyes.

Ammi can we please stop this topic and move ahead. Asad frowned.

Sure I guess, too bad she is married,she would be just right for you.Anyways, I guess I'll have to keep looking.Oh I just remembered. Mrs Shah just called, and we decided that its time for you to meet her daughter, Alia.She is gorgeous.She is a denstist and runs her own clinic in Brooklyn.

Ammi...Asad protested...And Ayaan giggled under his breath.It was always fun to watch his brother getting fixed up.

Don't ammi me.I think she will be good for you.She is goodlooking, smart and independent and she loves interacting with people.SO no protesting me here.You are meeting her tomorrow after work.She will see you in your office. And Ayaan you better get him all ready. Dilshad announced with finality and resumed eating.

Asad sighed in exasperation and masseged his head.He wasn't looking forward to tomorrow.

~~

Zoya sat by the window in the library and smoked.She was in a foul mood yet again.She and Rihaan had had another fight, this time it was about Rihaan not caring enough. It had started just like last time, with a sarcastic comment from Zoya, leading upto Rihaan's passivity and Zoya losing her cool.Soon she was accusing him of being a good for nothing husband, and he was telling her to calm down.That just added to her anger and she flicked him off and walked away.Locking herself in the library, she zoned out Rihaan's request to come out and have dinner. She was not in a mood to deal with him.

She called her father and waited for him to pick up.

Zo..how are you she heard him say and instantly her body relaxed.

I am good dad, how are you?? How did your doctors appointment go??

It went well, your old man is fit as a fiddle.He can out run his grand kids..he joked but realizing the silence on the other hand he stopped.His daughter was disturbed.

Please dad don't talk about grandkids, your son in law wont even hold my hand. I mean how gay is he.

Zoya..language...

Arrrgh..not you as well I get that enough from Mr Khan everyday.

Zo...please tell me you don't swear at work. That is not professional. Gafoor chided.

Dad please, no more laectures on my language I am fed with that. I cant stand another person telling me to mind my language, as is Mr Khan gets on my nerves with his rigid, mechanical, cut and dry approach at work.Aaah...he makes me mad...

Gaffor Farooqi, listened to her daughter for the next 20 minutes with utmost patience, talking about her work, her personal life and Mr Asad Ahmed Khan. Readin from his daughters voice he knew,Mr Asad Ahmed Khan had left an impact on his daughters thoughts.He almost smiled in happiness but soon realized his daughter was married and was having issues at the time when she should be basking in the glory of new love.He shook his disappointment away and continued listening to her. Rihaan was her choice and she had to work things out.He would never let her quit.

~~

Putting the phone down Zoya felt a little better. She knew it was 10 and Rihaan was out to the gym so she decided to unlock the door and go back to her bed. Flicking the cigarette butt out she got comfortable in her bed and dozed off..

Images of her mother flooded in, as soon as she drifted.Her mother was worried.She tried to tell her something but her voice wasn't audible. She reached out to Zoya and pulled her away from where she was walking.Zoya resisted.She continued to walk along the same path.Her mom screamed her name and Zoya turned.Dont go that way she whispered. Zoya shook her head, not understanding her meaning.She hesitantly turned around and continued to walk.

Suddenly darkenss surrounded her.She blinked her eyes rapidly trying to adjust to the darkness, but no light came her way.Suddenly she felt weightless.Somebody pushed her and she found herself falling. She screamed, but she had no voice.dread filled her every nerve.She was going to die,she screamed at this thought and this time the only sound that she produced was that of a name...Asad...

She jerked up with a jolt. Her legs were tangled up in the sheets, her body was soaking with sweat.She was heaving heavily, her eyes couldn't focus.She was panicking.She took in deep breaths and tried orienting herself...Slowly realtiy became more visible.She was in her room, in her own bed.Her husband lay besides her, his face looking away. He was in a deep sleep.She was panting.She brushed her hands in her hair and straightened them. She wanted to reach for Rihaan. She needed some warmth. She tried to shake him but he brushed her off. She tried again, he just covered himself with the blanket. Zoyagave up, turned and put her feet on the floor and looked up, trying to catch her breath.Just than her phone rang and she looked up at her night stand.

His name was displayed on the screen.

Mr Khan...

She hesitantly picked up the phone and stared at it. It buzzed a few times,Zoya finally picking up.

Hello, he said, and it felt like a wamr rush of liquid pass through her veins.

Hey..she said her voice barely loud.

Good Morning Ms Farooqi, I hope I am not disturbing you. He asked with sincierity.

She didn't say anything, She just listened. She could hear, voices in the background, machines, people, news. He was in the gym.

She looked at the clock by her table and she realized.it was 7:am

No its Ok I was waking up as is.

Ok good. I just wanted to call you and let you know that the Japanese delegates will be in Toronto tomorrow. I will be driving there tonight.I just wanted to ask you how you are getting there??

Uh me And Rihaan are flying together. He is flying to Montreal from there. So I shall cya around noon tomorrow.

Great I will arrange the meeting after lunch then around 3 if that's ok

Yes that shall be fine.

Good...Take care..I'll cya in the office.

Yes...Cya..

Nobody put the phone down. There was silence before Asad spoke again.

Uh Ms Farooqi...are you alright?? He asked, sensing an air of unease.

Yes I am..Just a bad dream I guess. Tc Mr Khan..with that she put the phone away and went for a bath. His voice lingered in her recesses, erasing the smudges of the nightmare.

~~

Zoya's foul mood continued at work. Rihaan tried talking to her but she resisted. She rejected his flowers and his box of chocholates and shut herself in her office.

Ayaan added to her mood, continuing to be his irritating self, asking her personal questions about her life and her friends. She told him to F**K off...He winked and walked away.He was not bothered by her anger.

Lunch time cooled her down a little. Rihaan had ordered her favorite food. Mexican pizza. They both had a fruitful lunch,

where Rihaan apologized and promised to make it up. He gave her two tickets to a concert of her favorite band, ending with a dinner and some good movie at home. He wanted to make things work between them and soon his sincierity won Zoya over.

Even the IT department had narrowed down their search.Things were strating to look up.

Around 4:40 pm Zoya stepped out of her office, onto the water cooler, only to here some office gossip happening.

Are you sure?? A girl asked the other

Yes I am very sure. I heard Ayaan talk about it with Shahid.

Who?? Asked another girl.

Oh that guy from India. Who works in the finance department. You know the one that keeps to himself and is always on his computer.

Oh ya I know who you're talking about.He is weired. I mean I have never seen him attend any office lunches. Once I saw him walk out to the near by bar. At lunch time.

Wow. Whatever.

But what I heard is correct. Lets just all go up to the Foyer and keep an eye. I mean who wouldn't want to see our bosses date.

Oh how I would do anything to go on a date with Mr Asad Ahmed Khan..sighed one of the girls.

I hope this doesn't work out. Cos I have a plan, and once I turn my charm on, he will have nowhere to run...The girls laughed, continuing there gossip session

.

Zoya on the other hand turned around and walked back to her office. Her nostrils were flaring. She was getting mad.

Asad walked out just as she turned.

She ignored him completely as he made his way to the Foyer. Alia was waiting there.

Hey Asad, Zoya heard somebody say and she tunred.

A tall, beautiful, girl hugged Asad and kissed him on both his cheeks in greeting. Asad complied and repeated the gesture.

He smiled and offered her a drink.She refused.

I am good until dinner. So have you decided where we are going??

Asad mentioned the restaurant name and she nodded, giddy with excitement..

Eeep I cant wait. This is going to be so much fun. I've always wanted to try that restaurant out.

Than shall we, Asad gestured..

After you. I just need to grab my coat.

Asad nodded and started to walk.

The girl, literally jumped with joy, showing her excitement to the recptionsit as she pulled up her breasts and turned around check out Asad's receding body.

Oh lala were her last words, as Zoya saw her rush to stand besides Asad and grab his hand to hold. Soon they were gone.

Zoya swore and walked into her office and slammed the door. She didn't like what she saw.

~~

Rihaan couldn't fly with Zoya to Toronto.Shahid had reminded him of the meeting with the board fo directors that had been preponed and he had to stay back and attend it.

Zoya flew to Toronto, and she was there early.

She checked into her room and took a short nap before she drove up to Asad's hotel where the meeting was to be held.

Her mood was somber. She was holding onto her patience with Rihaan. He was trying to make things right and this time around she chose to keep her cool Afterall whatever he was doing was for her and her company's good.

Dressed in a bottle green shift dress, Zoya looked emaculate. Her hair was tied up in an easy bun and her makeup was flawless.

She walked into to a room full of men and demenaded their attention. Everybody stood up and greeted her.Asad nodded as she took a seat next to him. Soon the discussions started and Asad and Zoya tag teamed to succsess. By 6pm the Japanese had signed a contract with Fusion and Asad and Zoya had another feather to add to their cap.

Asad and Zoya ushered the delegates to their car and exchanged goodbyes walking their separate ways fromt here on.Asad went back to his room and decided to relax before dinner.Zoya on the other hand was not in a mood to eat. She needed a drink, badly.Patience was not her strong suite and holding on to it just added to her agony. She went up to the hotel bar and ordered her a drink.

~~

Back in New York a more intricate net was being laid to capture and eradicate his last hurdle. Glad he worked alone, cos he couldn't afford somebody bailing on him.

On top of his last failure, the car crash that had gone wrong,He had just found out, Zoya was onto him.Mr Ayaan Khan had been busy sharing that news...Bloody clueless douchebag. He didn't know how much his loud mouth had helped him. She had been sneaking up on his activities and he didn't like that. The thought of being tracked made him angry. He had spent a good amount of time laying low.But now it seemed like she was inviting trouble for her, by snooping into his business.Had she stayed away he would have made it easier on her. Given her a quick death, a piece of land to be buried in.But now she would suffer. He would make sure she would see her death.He would make sure she would fight, struggle and see her being pulled into the light. Now he would get creative and when he did, only he enjoyed.

He once again logged into the company data base and checked the company accounts. Soon those billion dollars would be his. He grabbed the doucments and put them in his bag.Slowly adjusting his glasses, turning on his act of a sinciere; quiet employee he stood up and locked his bag.This bag was his lifeline.

~~

Asad freshened up and got ready for dinner. Just as he grabbed his room keys and wallet he realized, Zoya was all by herself in the city.Maybe he should invite her for dinner.He grabbed his phone and called her cell.She didn't pick up. Next he called up her hotel and asked for her room. Still no reply. Dropping the idea after a few failed attempts, Asad mad his way to the main floor. The restaurant at the hotel he had heard was quite good.

Just as he made his way to the lobby, the front desk manager stopped him.

Umm excuse mr Mr Khan. He called out.

Asad turned and walked up to him.

Dressed in a low hung jeans and a light blut v neck tee, Asad looked anything but a filthy rich businessman.

Yes he asked...

Umm actually there's a slight problem..he told a little flustered with Asad's presences. His gaze almost made him squirm and Asad wasn't even trying.

What problem?? Asad asked.

Well actually the lady that was with you, I uh mean the one that attented your meeting here...he said...nervouse as hell..

What about her?? His statement had Asad's attention.

Well she has kind created a scene in the bar...the manager looked down at that revealation.

What do you mean by that...Asad almost snapped but held back himself in time.

Well I guess she had too much to drink and now she is swearing and criticizing the staff, yelling on top of her voice and acting crazy...

F**K swore Asad as he turned ..

But he didn't know where the bar was...

Can you show me where the bar is...he spoke with gritted teeth..

Uh sssure sir...acccactually why don't I just walk you there...Tanya watch the counter for a bit will you...With that the manager walked up besides Asad and walked him to the bar.

Asad could hear her even before he entered. She was yelling at the bartender..

What the F**K do you think of yourself, you bloody douche...I said hit me...so you hit me with a shot...No arguments...Zoya snarled...she was heavily drunk.

But Maamm...

No but Maam...do your damn bloody job you A**H**E... As it is this is a shitty...hotel...and now even the service is shitty...People...Zoya looked around from her bar stool and grabbed a random guy walking by...Don't bother staying here in the future...This place...eh...She swayed in a haze...almost falling down when a strong set of hands held her steady. Even in the state of daze, Zoya knew it was him..

Mr khan...she purred...as she looked up into his eyes and smiled...

You're here...she lifted her limp hand and clumsily caressed his face... Once again to my rescue...

How often are you going to do that huh...she asked...swaying in his arms as he tried to steady her...

People...do you know...who he is...she turned in his arms and spoke out loudly...

The crowd..was starting to get annoyed...

He is MR ASAD AHMED KHAN...the hot hunk from INDIA...who has turned my work and my life upside down...Haaahaaa she laughed...

For the love of god...Muttered Asad as he finally lost his cool and grabbed the intoxicated zoya by her thighs and threw her on his shoulders...

Wooo...I am swinging...she said...Zaraa sa jhooom lo mein nare narenaaananaan nana naaa....She grabbed the bottle of vodka just as Asad walked past the bar..

Whatever's your damage, charge it to my room...Asad barked his order and the manager squirmed...

And this better not get to the press...Or...He didn't have to say anything further..His eyes said it all...

Don't worry sir...We wont share anything about your girlfriend...

Shut up...

With that Asad walked up to his elevator onto the 15^th floor, Zoya all the while hanging down his shoulders and swaying in a happy daze...

A/N in the next post!!!😉