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Gisel

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Posted: 10 years ago

#101

Originally posted by: Sanjhari
Getting so confused
Who is getting married n whom n why
But loved the update
Pls continue soon

Humeria is getting engaged to Imraan. She remembers her friend's warnings. There is a guy who is waiting for Humeria and his sister (Humeira's friend) in the subway. He is in love with Humeria.

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Sanjhari

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Posted: 10 years ago

#102

Originally posted by: Gisel

Humeria is getting engaged to Imraan. She remembers her friend's warnings. There is a guy who is waiting for Humeria and his sister (Humeira's friend) in the subway. He is in love with Humeria.

then why was zoya in bridal attire... is she the friend of humaira???

i thought Zoya n Imran getting married , so was little confused

thank for clearing confusion

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Gisel

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Posted: 10 years ago

#103

Originally posted by: Sanjhari
then why was zoya in bridal attire... is she the friend of humaira???
i thought Zoya n Imran getting married , so was little confused

thank for clearing confusion

ya, she is the friend of Humeria! That makes more sense to the story right?😉

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Abi

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Posted: 10 years ago

#104

Originally posted by: Gisel

ya, she is the friend of Humeria! That makes more sense to the story right?😉

How come Gisel?
coz all the while I was thinking Zoya is Chorni
dekha nahi Asad ka pocket yunhi maar-di🤣 🤣 🤣
just kidding lol

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anopama

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Posted: 10 years ago

#105

I love ur story

Sorry it took me so long to read and comment

Thanks for the pm

So Asad and undercover cop

He propose tanveer his bff as his mothe wanted him to marry but she rejected

He says he don't love her though but he did bcuz he knew her a long time

So tanveer is leaving the country thank god

So the girl in the car is zoya even though she don't know who she is

But how did she know him and the ring with A and Z on it

The person getting married is humi to Imran and zoya tried to talk her out

But some danger and she escaped b4 she got the accident

So ayaan also a cop and he is securing the wedding

The guy at the subway has to be haider as he is waiting on his sis zoya and her friend who he love who is humera

So najma is not related to Asad or ayan they are just 4 friends

So all is clear for me

Love asya growing attraction

Zoya totally smitten and Asad havent thought or missed tanveer since zoya came in his life

Love the saree scene

Continue soon

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Amandeep

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Posted: 10 years ago

#106

Both chapter 7 n 8 were fantastic😃

Tnx 4 pm😳

continue asap😊

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Gisel

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Posted: 10 years ago

#107

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Part 8 - Page 14
Episode 9
Rain hammered on the roof like a hail of bullets. She looked out of the shut window to see the heavy downpour.
She murmured to herself, "When is this going to stop?"
He put the fishing stuff in a corner and started unbuttoning his shirt.She took a towel and started drying her hair. He took off his shirt revealing his strong, muscular body under a semi wet vest. He squeezed the water off his shirt and put it on a chair to dry.
He turned to look at her. The rain had drenched them really bad. Her wet saree clinged to her body like a second skin, revealing her concealed beauty. His gaze unconsciously traveled along the curves of her body. He snapped back to reality as she tried to set her saree straight. He turned away and asked her, "Towel, please" trying to distract his thoughts. What the hell was wrong with him?
She put the towel on her shoulders and turned to look at him. She noticed a bullet mark on his arm and went near him, "How did this happen? Did it hurt?"
He smiled at her curiosity and care and said, "Yes it did. It was during one of my assignments 2 years back."
She touched it, he jerked.
"Does it still hurt?", she asked confused.
He smiled, "No", he looked at her innocent face which was still examining the long forgotten wound. Her hair was semi wet, dripping a drop of water, now and then, on her face. He wanted to wipe off the drop and feel the softness of her cheeks. He remembered the first time he had touched her cheeks to wipe off the mascara; he smiled at the memory.
He had never felt this protective towards anyone.
He had never felt so attracted to anyone.
It felt strange. It felt good.
Was this the love everyone talked about in movies? He hardly knew her 24 hours back but now it felt like he had been living with her for ages. It felt like having someone for himself and only himself.
Smiling to himself, he took the towel off her shoulder. Thunder struck and she held on to him tight, breathing faster. The wind came in carrying drizzles through the open door. She didn't move, their breath rate rapidly rising. He held her shoulders and she slowly released her grip from his vest. He took his arms to her cheeks and made her look at him. She looked at him straight in his eyes.

He could hear her breathes and she could hear his. Her mind went blank. She couldn't and didn't want to think of anything. She just closed her eyes when he leaned towards her. She felt time go still when his lips met hers, shocked to find her body responding without waiting for her mind's opinion on the subject. She put her hands lightly around his neck. Was this for real or just another one of her imaginations?
She opened her eyes expecting it to be a dream, but it wasn't. He also opened his eyes and let go slowly. He loosened his grip and looked at her. She wasn't angry. She wasn't smiling either. Her left hand was still around his neck. She dragged her right hand to his chest feeling his heartbeat. Her breath quickened but she didn't move away.
Her forehead creased into a frown, but he gave her no time to react, bending over to kiss her again; his mouth so delicious and tender on hers. Giving in, she reached up to tangle her hands in his hair, losing herself in the pleasure of his kiss. He kissed with a tender gentleness that somehow contained within it an almost overwhelming passion.
He slipped a hand to the small of her back and pulled her close, the warmth of his body inviting her closer as she surrendered to his arms. She felt tears running slowly down her cheeks. She found herself longing to belong to him. She wanted to believe that he wanted her just as he pulled away. He came back to reality. He didn't know how to react. What he did was a mistake. He must say sorry, but he didn't want to say it because he wasn't sorry. He wasn't sorry for kissing her. He wanted time to be still. He wanted to be with her and only her. He wanted her to be his. His worst fear was her past, what if there was a man in her past? Nevertheless, he started saying, "I.."
To his surprise, she kissed him, putting an end to his guilt. He put a hand up to cradle her cheek and looked at her with an intensity that made her incapable of looking away.
"Zoya"
She smiled and closed her eyes as he slowly caressed her forehead, her eyes, her cheeks with his lips. He put the strand of wet hair which fell on her face behind her ears; his fingers tracing a water droplet down her ears to the nape of her neck. She shivered as he kissed her neck. She turned and he put his arm around her waist and hugged her from behind resting his chin on her shoulder; caressing her cheek with his. She held his face and kissed his cheek. With one arm still around her, he wiped off the wetness on the tattoo. His eye caught sight of the string he had tied this morning. He smiled weakly. He had to stop before things went beyond his control. Unconsciously, his fingers tugged at the dori, while Zoya moaned in approval.
"Please tell me to stop."
She had no intention of letting him go. She turned to look at him.Laying her head on his chest, she let the warmth of his caress settle over her.
"What's going on?" His tone soothed the edges of her heart.
"I don't want to lose you, Asad."
"I'm not going anywhere."
"I'm so scared. What if I remember the past and forget you in the process?"
"Don't you want that?"
"No. I want you. I want to be with you always. I...I..."
"It's ok." He kissed the top of her head. "I will never let you go. Holding you like this makes me the happiest man on earth."
"It does?"
"It sure does."
Holding her close, he nestled his face into the softness of her hair. Again, she laid her hand lightly on his back. His even breathing stopped. For a few seconds, it seemed he didn't breathe at all. Then he turned to face her.
"Are you all right?"
"I . . . I think so."
He stroked her cheek.
Her hand glided over his shoulder. His arm slipped behind her back and pulled her closer to him.
Neither of them would have predicted where the night would take them, but there was no denial on what they wanted most.
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The sky cleared, the storm ended, the rain stopped, the sun began to set, the birds traveled back to their nests...
She smiled and turned over on her bed to hug him. She found an empty space and she opened her eyes to find him gone. She woke up with a little shock. She looked around, there was no trace of him. She got up and walked to the door to find no one.
"Asad?", she called out weakly.
She looked at the chair, the shirt was gone.
Puzzled she looked around for a small sign of his presence.
She looked out of the window at the woods, still moist; glistening in the sun's rays. Where was he? Did he leave her?
No, that thought killed her even more than not knowing her real name.
Her heart ached like never before.
Even if it was that he was cheating on her, she wanted to hug him and only him for solace.
She didn't cry. She didn't regret. She loved him.
(To be continued...)
Part 10 - Page 19
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Edited by Gisel - 10 years ago