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Originally posted by: Amin21

Nice update as always .

Hop u get ur likes & we our update ASAP.

Waiting for that

Originally posted by: laks_vish

Its getting more and more interesting...want to know who is the bad guy...can u pm me...lol..I am becoming desperate...Awesome update loved the way Asad handled everything ...who would'nt love him such a sweetie pie ...

Originally posted by: sweeetyrocs

Wowww... It was truly amazing update...

Originally posted by: aman93

amazing update

Originally posted by: rakshaanra

Perfect

Originally posted by: rakshaanra

Perfect

Originally posted by: rajsmi

Feel bad for Asad...being attracted to a married Zoya and yet doing the right thing must be tough!!Hope to read more soon...

Originally posted by: jazsidhu

wonderfull n fabulous...

totally luv it...

asad is concern about zoya n took care of her...

amazing...

zoya is totally attracted with asad n asad with zoya...

eagerly waiting for the next part...

thx fr the pm n do continue soon n do pm me...

Here you go..as promised...an update...its not very long...cos I didnt get 100 likes...but its a turning point kinda update...a few hints...and revealations are next..so go ahead and read up...

Ch14a

Dreaming reality

A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur,and dreaming is nursed in darkness'-Jean Genet

He wanted to leave, he was almost leaving.He had managed to set everything before leaving, his arrangements, his clothes his luggage, everything.But right when he started to grab his suitcase and leave the room, she screamed...It was a voiceless scream, but the labored breaths and the restless tossing ,had him turn around...He looked at her...

She was no longer sleeping like the peaceful girl he had left behind as he drove to her hotel and grabbed her stuff, snoring inaudibly, oblivious of everything. The girl that he saw in front of him was troubled...She was panting...she was pining, and she was starting to break out into sobs..

Mom...Mom...he heard her plead...please don't leave me...I need you...I cant live without you..Mom..where are you..I have so much to tell you...Mom...please I need your help...I don't know what I am doing...Mom...

She suddenly calmed down.It seemed like her nightmare was subsiding...Asad alomost turned around when he heard her laugh...

He turned and saw her still dreaming..but this time she was smiling...She had grabbed onto the duvet and was cuddling up.Her posture was changing,as if she was listening to something soothing...

Mama...she said..I knew you wouldn't leave me...I knew you would come..I have so much to tell you...

You know I got married...he is ok...he is not like my prince charming, but I am working on it...I bet I will become like him, soon...

Her bodylanguage changed again...it was more...defeated now...

You know what mama...I am tired...I have been running all this time...trying to make him the way I want...but its not working yet..I know it will...I trust my choice, but I feel something strange in my heart...like something is off...

Asad was rooted to his spot. Clearly she was talking in her sleep, supposedly to her mother...He was too stumped to move...she was fluctuating from one emotion to another...laughing one minute, crying the next and then...shivering in fear...

Her conversation was more like a confession...She was confessing her inner most turmoils, her doubts and her fears, her utmost desires and her dreams..

Asad didn't know what to do...He couldn't stop himself from listening...

Mom...I kissed another boy...I kissed him thinking it was Rihaan...and you know what???

Asad couldn't believe what he was hearing...

I liked it...it was better than when I kiss Rihaan...It was not just better..it was...wow...My leg popped mom...I couldn't help it...It was such a deep and passionate kiss, like the kind I always dreamed of.But it was not with Rihaan...When I found out it was him...I was shocked...I was beyond shocked...I couldn't breathe...or think...I just ran away...

Mom how did I feel all these things for a stranger...I was supposed to feel them for my husband..but I felt it for him...Now that cant be right now can it...She hugged her pillow tighter as she shivered in acknowledgment...

Asad was speechless...he dropped his bag and sat on the sofa...he covered his mouth and took in a few breaths...It was too much to take in...Zoya had been thinking about him, he was sure of it..Her subconscious still dwelled on the moments they had encountered...

He shut his eyes..and tried to shift his focus...

Zoya...continued telling her story...the story of her subconscious...

He saved me mom...so many times..and I want to thank him, but I cant...I feel too conscious around him, he makes me nervous...

Mom I am scared...I don't know whats going on...I feel very scared at night..I feel like something is going to happen...something big...I dream about it...I see myself drowning...and I scream...Rihaan help me...Rihaan help me...but he doesn't...soon I cant breathe...I am drowning...I am dying and then...

Zoya was crying now...she was scared...and shivering like a leaf...

Mom...don't leave me..she screamed...Mom don't...no no no...I want you..I need you...I feel so alone...I want Rihan to love me...to understand me...I want you...to help him understand me...Mom..I feel so alone...please don't leave me...no mom no,...come back...

She was wailing in the next second...getting restless and trying to reach out to something...

Asad was up and on his way to her in no time...he kneeled down by the bed and pulled up her sheets...He was too hesitant to touch her...But she found him. Her hands found his..as he grabbed the duvet...She pulled on to his hand in hers and hugged it tight...Her heaving eased a little along with her sobs...She nuzzled into his hands and took in a deep breath...That calmed her down instantly... Asad didn't react...he let her do what she wanted to do...His heart was aching, listening, seeing and feeling what Zoya was going through..He felt a lump in his throat as he saw her calm down...He realized she was in pain.She had been in pain for a long time..This thought tourtered him.He felt enraged at fate. Why was fate so cruel to her.Even now, she was being dragged into a situation she had nothing to do with...Asad's jaw tightened as he tried to control himself. He was not in control of his emotions it seemed...He was not so collected at this moment...

His instincts took over and he looked at her...her face was smeared with tear stains...and melted mascara...

He didn't bother pulling his hand from her grip, somehow managing to grab his handkerchief. He gently wiped away her face, clearing up the tears and the black liquid... Then very lightly, by a force beyond his control...he caressed her face...leaning in he wiped away the crease of worry from her forehead..He straightened her hair and pulled the duvet to cover her body...She smiled a little at the warmth she felt...Asad smiled back,but his eyes were pained...He gently pulled his hand from her hold...She let go.He kissed her hand..and tucked it in.Then put on some soothing music into the music system and walked out...

Her words kept ringing in his head...I feel so alone...I feel so alone...and he let them haunt him as he drove back to New York in the dead of the night...

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Asad...Dilshad called and he retracted back from his thoughts...his drink still in his hand...He blinked a few times and refocused, looking out of the window at the New York skyline.He was tired, very very tired.H eneeded sleep and peace of mind, but those were the luxuries he couldn't afford at this point.He was waiting for the time when Zoya would realize what had happened...He was prepared for her outburst, now he just wanted to get over with it. He walked back to his bed and put his glass of Scoth down. Grabbing his night clothes he went into the washroom and let the hot water from the shower wash away his worries...He wanted everything within him to burn away, leaving nothing but ash...a barren ground where he could start over, get the closure he needed for him and his sister. He stood under the pouring shower...naked, vulnerable and full of angst...Life had been tough on him and he was starting to feel the weight now.There were a lot of unanswered questions around him and soon they would take over his sanity.He needed answers, bad...

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Abdul walked into the abondaned apartment and opened his bag... He had an eventful day at work...He was in a mood for some reminiscence so he changed and walked up to his closet...Grabbing the old suitcase he made his way to the living room..He settled himself with a bottle of whiskey and opened the bag..

His smile was pure sinister as he looked at their pictures...There were so many pictures of so many girls..All the girls he had used...to get what he wanted...money...

Being an orphan, and being tossed around from one shelter to another...he had promised himself...that one day he would have what he wanted...and he would do anything to get it...He wasn't going to allow life to be cruel with him anymore...He would fight for his dreams and desires...and would get it by hook or crook...

He was a smart boy, he had learned a lot from life...He used it to his advantage...It started with innocent cons...loaning money on the pretense of education, family and then business...By the age of 18, he was a pro.His first girlfriend by co-incidence was the only daughter of a rich business man.His time with her taught him a lot and ignited a hunger within him, that would later lead him into killing an innocent girl... Till date he was not proud of what he had done...but he had no choice...She had found out...

Najma was in love with him, and was ready to marry him.And that was exactly what he wanted. He had managed to set things in motion and soon, after a carefully calculated plan, he had everything he wanted. His plan was simple...acting like a man in distress, someone in a tough situation...Najma had fell for it. She had agreed to help...50 lakhs was a huge amount but she had promised him she would manage...She had promised to keep it a secret and not tell her brother. He never cared who he was, all he knew was Najma's father was rich and when he passed away he had left behind him a huge financial asset in her name...

Everything was going right, everything.He had been the perfect gentleman, and had put on the best act of his life...But one phone call had changed it all..

Someone he wasn't aware of was keeping an eye on him, someone who was interested in Najma... That someone had managed to create enough doubt in Najma, that she had sneaked into his hostel room...She found out everything about his plan and before he knew it..she was barging into the hotel room he spent his nights at.

Confrontation led to threat and threats didn't sit well with him.He had to act fast..so he did what he had to do...He poisoned her... A few sleeping pills in the water he offered her, in attempts to calm her down..She was guliable enough to take it...That was the end of her...

He ran, without the money...He didn't care at this point...He was sure he had no traces left behind..He had done this before, not the killing but the running and disappearing into nowhere...His name was his alias...and soon he was out of the country, back in New York, living his life like he used to...

He winced at her thought...she was a pretty girl...Such a waste he thought...He would have loved to have a taste of her...but guess there were better plans in his future...This time around...after hibernating for a few years...and doing intensive research...he had found his new target...It was his biggest quest ever...and he didn't have any limitations...He was in it to win it big.

He licked his lips and skimmed through the pictures...He refreshed his mind with his previous notes and ideas...He made a mental note for the things he needed to get done, before his big move...A move that would change things forever...

Zoya Farooqi...he snarled...you've made it very difficult for me to get my money... I am done being patient...Now you'll pay for all the extra effort I had to make... I am going to let you go... once and for all...cos I don't like anyone standing between me and my money...

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I don't care about the money...I want answers..Do it...get me the name...Zoya snapped on the phone...to her IT team. Her search was leading nowhere...and this was adding to her frustration...

She grabbed the remote and switched on the TV and started to skim through the files...Indian songs were playing on the TV as she made notes on her computer...prepping herself for the meeting on Monday...She munched on her burrito and continued to do her work...

Zaraa sa jhoom lo mein...played on the screen, and Zoya froze...It seemed like a damn of memories had opened up...She saw images of her...on the bar top...yelling...then she saw...her being plopped on a shoulder...her grabbing a bottle of Vodka and humming this very song..

She dropped her laptop and focused on the images...

She was in an elevator...

Someone grabbed her bottle and she protested...

Then she was dropped and she saw who that person was...

NO NO NO...Zoya repeated, standing up from the sofa and pulling on her hair in frustration...

It cant be...she said...but the images were getting clearer...

It was Asad...he looked annoyed at her...as he tried to control her madness...

She was singing and swaying..acting like a lunatic...

Zoya paced around the living room...running her hand thorugh her hair and cursing away.../

F**K F**K...she swore...as she saw images of her..in his room...in his balcony...wo was she flashing someone...she leaned on the kitchen counter and shook her head in disbelief...Now she was starting to remember...

Asad tryin to help her...she trying to run away...drink more...and then...

OMG...F**K no...NO NO NO...please tell me that didn't happen...images of her...trying to take off her clothes came to her mind...

NO NO NO..that cant be it...she repeated...rushing to her phone...She needed to clear things out..was this for real??

Without thinking she dialed his number...

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I think I saw someone in that apartment...the light is on...Ayaan informed Asad...

Well that's good...we just need to make sure its Abdul..Why don't you stay there for a bit and see if he gets out...If nothing happens, we'll go back tomorrow..

Sure thing bro...Ayaan responded...He had been seated in his old rented Corolla, outside Abdul's old apartment...trying to find out if he still visited here...

Ayaan...Asad spoke...

Yes bro...

Thank you for all this help all these years...it really means a lot...Asad said sincierly...

Bro chill stop being so melodramatic...I also want to see this A**H**E behind bars.Its getting very diffivult for me to not punch him at work...Its best we find something against him and put him behind bars...

Still Thanks...

All good bro...

Btw I have something I want to tell you...Asad added...

What bro...Ayaan asked

Its about Humeira...

At the mention of her name Ayaan had all his attention on his brother...

She's coming to New York next week...I overheard Ms Farooqi ...Asad said...

WOW....was all Ayaan could manage...Just wow...I don't know what to say...

Take your time..you have a week...I am sure...you'll find something to say when you see her...Anyway I gtg...my work phone is buzzing...Have a good night and keep me posted..

Alright bro...goodnight to you as well...Ayaan wished him and put the phone down...continuing to play on his PSP and keeping an eye on the apartment.

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Asad put the phone down and went to pick up his work phone...He was surprised to see Ms Farooqi's name flash on the screen...

He took in a breath and answered the call...

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So now..I'll cya in the next part of the chapter...Ch 14b...