~10~
"First, like Tanveer burnt you with acid during the mehendi ceremony, the same will happen to her."
Asad had organised a mehendi ceremony for Tanveer saying that even though it wasn't a marriage of love, she deserved to have the same rituals. But it was all Zoya's plan. So he called Nikhat and Nuzhat to do the mehendi drawings on Tanveer's hands and arms. It was just a little party as it was the Ramadan month.
Zoya saw the mehendi and picked the little bottle Dilshad gave her earlier this morning. She dropped a little bit of acid in the mehendi and mixed it a little.
"Zoya bhabhi? What are you doing with the mehendi?" Nuzhat asked.
"Hum..Nothing..I was just mixing it a little." Zoya replied.
"You know what? I don't like Tanveer bhabhi..I don't know, she seems so superficial.. It seems like she's just acting to look perfect in front of bhaijaan. I don't understand why bhai decided to marry her, you're so perfect already and you don't even try. " She said and Zoya giggled.
"Haha! You're so damn right about it. But it's your brother's choice. We need to respect it." Zoya answered, lowering her head. Sometimes she was asking herself if letting Asad marry Tanveer was a great idea. She knew that it was a fake marriage but still!
Flashback.
Zoya saw Dilshad leaving the dargah and knew that her plan worked. She had managed to convince the Maulvi to celebrate a wedding of three days only.
End of flashback.
Zoya brought the plate of mehendi. She heard some whispers on Tanveer's side of friends and she knew that they were talking about her jeans. But she didn't care about them. She just cared about Asad who was watching her intensely. She sat next to Tanveer and smiled at her.
"As I'm Asad's first wife I get the right to apply the mehendi first, right?" She said accentuating the fact that she was Asad's wife.
"Of course bhabhi!" Najma said giving Zoya a tube of mehendi.
Zoya smiled at Asad then she started applying the mehendi on Tanveer's hand.
"Ah!!" Tanveer shouted, pulling back her hand.
"Kya hua Tanveer? Don't you want to satisfy your husband?" Nuzhat asked innocently.
"It's not like that..Voh..Actually..."
"Tanu bhabhi, this is bhaijaan's favourite sentence!" Najma said and Tanveer sighed.
"Do you want me to stop?" Zoya asked smirking and Tanveer looked at Asad who was looking at Zoya. If she wanted to have Asad, she had to suffer, right? Even though this mehendi was burning like hell.
"No Zoya..Please continue." She said and Zoya smiled before applying mehendi.
"Nikhat please, can you begin the mehendi on her right arm? Tamatar, take care of her left arm and Nuzhat, you can draw on her left hand." Zoya added smiling.
When the three sisters joined Zoya, Tanveer felt as if razor blades were stabbing her. After the mehendi ceremony, later this night, Zoya called Dilshad.
"Karim?"
"Did everything go right?"
"Yes! I'm so happy!"
"One more week, and everything will be over!"
"Cool! I was starting to miss you! Love you loads baby!"
Zoya smiled happily and Asad was dying with jealousy. On the other hand, Tanveer smirked on seeing that Zoya was creating on her own a havoc between Asad and her. But Zoya wasn't stupid. She knew that she was making Asad jealous but she also knew that if he got conscious that he could lose Zoya, he would try everything for her to stay his.
As soon as she hung up, Asad tapped her shoulder.
"Can I talk to you Mrs Khan?" He asked and she nodded before following him in his room.
"What's wrong Asad?"
"What's wrong? Everything is wrong Zoya!"
"I don't understand.."
Then he kissed her softly.
"Don't you understand that hearing you so sweetly talking to this Karim is killing me?" He kissed her neck and she moaned.
"You do understand now...How it was killing me when..when you and..And Tanveer...you..hmm..Mr Khan.." He was kissing her neck which was making her think nothing else but his touch.
"And I'm truly sorry about that Zoya. I'm..sorry..sorry that I... I didn't give you..the love...you needed..the trust..you deserved.." He stuttered while she was now nibbling his neck.
"At least..You'll give me the suhagraat that I now want.." She whispered as she was unbuckling his belt.
"But, you didn't forgive me Zoya.." He whispered while he pulled off her shirt.
"Of course I did..Otherwise I wouldn't have come back to you Mr Khan. I forgave you when I realised that Najma and I are your reason to live..To breathe.. I forgave you when you waited for my forgiveness before touching me..But I don't think that you'll forgive me if I tell you that, I was born being Zoya Ahmed Siddiqui.." She said and Asad stepped back.
"I know that you're shocked but it's true. Before she died, ammi told me that she heard Tanveer speaking on the phone with Raziya. Tanveer said that she had managed to throw me out of this house and that Siddiqui is my father."
"But.. how is it possible.. I mean.. you're so innocent, so nice..He's a monster, he destroyed my life.." He said sitting on her bed. She sat on the floor as tears started to roll down her cheeks.
"I was sure that you'll end up hating me because of my father's sins.." She whispered.
"I knew that we'll never be able to live together..I knew that our love wasn't strong enough..I.." She cried and Asad got up and walked to her. He kissed her plump lips and wiped her tears with his thumbs.
"Don't underestimate my love for you, our love. Never again baby. As I said, you're not like him. You're Zoya and he's Mr Siddiqui. You're two different people, he doesn't matter to me, you and the babies are my only priority." He said and carried her to bed.
Mature content ahead.
He undid her jeans and throw them on the floor, so she was only wearing her underwear. He had now the advantage to see her little baby bump. He kissed her soft belly, then he pulled off her bra to lick her nipples. He swirled his tongue around her erected nipples, earning a moan from her.
"Mr Khan!" She moaned, tugging at his hair to pull him for a kiss. Their tongues battled and she wriggled under him, trusting against his growing boner through their clothes.
While he nibbled at her neck, her hand travelled down and she grabbed his cock through his boxers. They turned over so she pulled off his jeans along with his boxers.
"Seems like someone is going commando..." She teased while she was pumping him with her hand.
"Zoya.." He groaned. He closed his eyes in pleasure and she bent over to lick his tip. His eyes shot open, he looked at her in agony as he was ready to pop.
"Please Zoya..No..I.." She stopped to pull off his shirt.
She nibbled his neck, straddling him, so he could feel her hot and wet core on his awaiting shaft.
Then she suckled his nipples and Asad moaned. She kissed his abs before heading south. She took him in her mouth and Asad pushed his head back while a silent moan escaped his lips.
She released him with a pop when she felt that he was going to explode. Then he turned them over and pulled off her panties. She was dripping wet for him. He kissed her boobs. His searches about pregnancy helped him to know that she could be very sensitive and he didn't want her to feel bothered. He kissed her belly, nibbling at her belly button, before he licked her slit.
Zoya gasped on feeling him eating her out. He lapped her juices, suckling on her love button to provide her the most pleasurable moment of her life. She thought that she couldn't be more pleasured than this but she was wrong when he entered her with his finger, she felt as if she was just dying of pleasure. She felt a knot in her stomach and she knew that she would pop. It was just a matter of seconds before he had her squirming and screaming her release.
Asad kissed his way back, kissing first her thighs, then her belly button, not forgetting her baby bump, he suckled her nipples, bit her neck before soothing the bite with a soft lick then he kissed her plump lips.
She locked him against herself by pulling her legs around his hips.
"Please Mr Khan..Take me" She whispered against his ear then nibbled at his ear and he entered her softly...
"As I got hurt by seeing you with her, she'll get hurt by seeing me with you.."
Tanveer looked at the note in her hand.
"Come to my room at 11.00 p.m. Jammy."
She smirked and entered Asad's room without knocking.
"Oh please Asad! Go harder! Go deeper!" Zoya moaned while Asad was humping her rump. She smirked on seeing Tanveer standing at the door. But she forgot about her as she felt the now familiar knot in her stomach while she climaxed.
"I love you Zoya.." Asad groaned as he too climaxed, not knowing that, a few minutes ago, he has been watched.
After their post-coital bliss, Zoya dragged Asad to the bathroom and they took a bath together, taking advantage of their closeness.
"Do you want to spend some time with your father, like two or three days, after Tanveer leaves this house of course." Asad asked, while he was caressing Zoya's shoulder.
"If I spend some time with my father, I want you and Najma to spend some time with yours, because, after all, he was Raziya's victim. He did everything to protect you, like abbu did everything to protect me." Zoya said caressing his cheek.
"Huh..I'll think about it."
"Just think about it.. Every one deserves forgiveness. Even the worst kind of man." Zoya said and kissed his chest before she closed her eyes to sleep with a smile on her face.
Dilshad was looking at her children who were peacefully sleeping. She smiled and thanked the Almighty that Asad and Zoya were staying together through thick and thin.
"You were forced to leave your house because of her, now she'll be the one to be thrown out of this house, your house."
On the morning, Zoya woke up with an idea in her mind to definitely annoy Tanveer. She went to her room with a bucket full of cold water and she threw it at her.
"What the hell!" Tanveer screamed.
"Oh that's what I'm asking myself. Me, Zoya Ahmed Khan, I'm letting you living here when this house is mine! Allah miyaan! What's wrong with me?!" Zoya said dramatically. "But don't worry, I'll fix everything. I give you this week to pack your things and leave my house. I'm just giving you this week to search a place to stay as you're pregnant. If you weren't pregnant, it wouldn't have been the case."
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