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AWESOME STORY!!!

Pl update the next part soon !!!!!!!!!!!

update was awsm..thanks 4 the pm
ahil askd sanam for date
Drunkrd sanam..


promo was intrstng..
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Awesome chapter 4!

Chapter 5

I woke up with a start. Where am I?

I looked around, it was a lavish room, very very lavish one.

My head hurts very badly, quite a lot badly. My vision blurred and I fell into deep slumber yet again.

- She is fine Mr. Ibrahim. Maybe she didn't ate at all. She would be fine.

I heard a female voice. My eyes wont open and my head throbbed badly.

- Thank you doctor. Taylor will see you out.

Taylor? Who's Taylor?

Urh... What is happening around me?

- Get up soon girl, you are in quite a trouble.

Sh*t! What is it?

I opened up again yet again registering my surroundings and felt quite chilly at down.

My eyes turned into saucers as I
registered the shock.

Allah miyan, where the hell is my jeans!

I sat there, blinking rapidly.

Where the hell is my jeans?

The question wander around in my mind again and again.

Okay, calm down sanam.

Breath in. Breath out.

Breath in. Breath out.

Jeez, its not working!

I looked up as I saw Ahil leaning against the door frame, arms crossed at his front. I opened my mouth to sk him but shut it quickly.

- You know, eating is drinking's rule number one.

His head was inclined at an angle and he smirked at me.

Just so typical him.

- How did you know where I was?

I asked, wondering how could he find me. Allah miyan, was he keeping a tab on me? Stalking me?

My subconcious shook her head at me, he don't have that much of time.

- I had your number tracked.

He shrugged.

WHAT?!

- Why, may I ask?

- You didn't sounded fine. The call was unexpected you know?

I sigh. Yes, he is right. The call had been quite unexpected. The alcohol does make me do a lot of urh, wierd things.

My eyes turned saucers yet again. Did seher know? Oh god, she will freak out - for sure.

- Did... Did seher know?

His eyebrows furrowed.

- Know what?

- That I am here?

- No.

Fcuk! Girl, you are dead.

- She was with Rehaan anyways. I doubt she would have landed home.

He smirked.

Holy fcuk!

Rehaan. Wait, Rehaan Imran Raza Ibrahim.

My eyes darted at him.

- Rehan Raza Ibrahim?

I asked, my eyes glistening.

- ya, why?

He shrugged as I saw him approach me and took out some tablets from a drawer.

- O.M.G.

His brows furthered more.

- Why are you so shocked?

- Because they never used to get along.

My eyes shone as my thoughts wandered back when me, seher, ammi and abbu used to visit Najma phupi. They both never get along. Always fighting, struggling for one thing or the other. My mind then wandered back to the big boy. He was soo aloof. I didnt saw him much. Just for a few months when he was adopted. He always used to have a blankie and he wont let anyone, kike anyone touch him. Not his face, not his body. Only hairs - at the max!

I blinked.

- Your ammi's name is Najma?

I asked and as I guess, the question left him baffled.

- How do you know?

- because she is my phupi.

I shrugged and he handed me the pill with a glass of water.

- Okay,

He said awkwardly.

- where did my jeans vanished?

The quedtion was out of my mouth before I can help. I seriously need a mind filter when I am around him.

I saw him turning beetroot.

- Uh, I took them off.

My eyes turned into saucers yet again.

- They were dirty.

He spoke quickly.

- Uh, okay. I need to freshen up.

- yes, sure. There is bag, I asked taylor to bring you some clothes.

- thanks.

I see him turning around as he walked away.

I have a question though...is Aahil Najma adopted son? I'm a little confused. Was that "big boy" Aahil?

Originally posted by: sahil333

I have a question though...is Aahil Najma adopted son? I'm a little confused. Was that "big boy" Aahil?

Thanks for the update.

It was so nice n ahil took off her jeans OMG 😆

Chapter 6.

I took the bag that Ahil told me of. It contained a pretty red dress, full sleeved though, a bra and panties.

I sigh since it was a full sleeve dress. I might never wear a sleeveless dress. Taking the bag I entered the bathroom and took a quick shower. My hair was wet and there was no hair dryer so I just towel dried my hair, braid it and then put them in a bun.

Yep, that will do.

I thought as I looked at myself in the mirror.

I took my Lakme lip love stick and applied a stroke of it.

That's it. Perfect!

I walked out of the bathroom feeling really fresh and saw him sitting on the couch outside, having breakfast.

Our eyes met and my blood rushed towards my cheeks yet again.

Damn him for making me blush this much. I sighed. Oh well, I might never get off the effect he had on me.

- you look lovely.

I guess I heard him murmer that? Really? Oh well, that's great.

- Uh, I ordered breakfast for us. Come.

He spoke as he patted the place beside him. I walked over to the place not wanting to defy him.

Yumm. There were pancakes for the breakfast - my favorite.

Seriously, I remember the looks seher used to give me when I ate them. Generally, I do not eat much, but when it comes to pancakes, I might gulp down 3 at a time.

I started to have it, savoring the delicious pancakes. That was good.

- So, you meeting me tonight?

He asked me out of blue.

- I guess I said yes?

- well you did.

He rubbed his chin and then looked at me.

- would my home be fine?

He asked.

Holy fcuk! Hey boy what do you want to do with me?

- Uh, yes.

I replied feeling nervous - don't know why?

Wait, I am always nervous around him.

- that remind me, where did you slept yesterday?

- the bed in there was quite big sanam.

My lips parted in a 'O' as I stared at him.

The hell, he slept with me?!

- don't look at me like that. That was the first time I slept with a girl and nothing happened between me and her.

My cheeks flamed as I looked down.

First eh? Well I love first.

I blinked and started to have my breakfast again. Quite a few times our hands brushed and I felt him stiffen every damn time.

Oh god, what is it?

I saw him taking out his phone as he finished wiping his hands.

- Taylor.. I would need Charlie Tango tonight... 7... At Escala taylor... Good!

I heard him speak.

Charlie Tango? Who or I may say what is it?

- would the gorgeous lady mind me dropping her home?

I heard him murmer in my ears as he bit my earlobe.

I gulped.

- S..sure.

- I see that I affect you... don't I Ms. Khan?

I blushed yet again as I looked down at my clasped hands.

- Come, lets leave.

He stood up and I followed him to the elevator.

I had actually managed to grab some attention yet again. We enter the elevator.

It pinged and we started to move down.

We were all alone in that damned elevator and I had the worst desire to kiss him, right over here! Not that I have never kissed someone, but I had always imagined from the time we met that how it would have been to kiss those damn lips.

- Don't.

I heard him say.

My brows furrowed as I looked up at him, giving him a confuse look. Don't what? I did not understand.

- Don't look at me like that sanam. I know that look very well. I can't before I have you sign the NDA.

NDA? What the hell is this now?

I pouted as he said that.

- Oh, to hell with the NDA!

I hear him exclaim as he striked towards me. I pressed up between him and the wall of the elevator. His hand tucked at my chin, angling my face as he smashed his lipos upon mine. He kissed me. Hard. I can literally see stars around me as he kissed me, his tongue fighting mine for dominance. God, that feels awesome.

I heard the elevator ping as he backed away, straightening himself and walked out as nothing happened just a minute before. I followed him, yet again trying to regain my breath.

Allah miya, whats wrong with him!

Hey, hey, hey...why did you stopped there 😔.