Abrar
Unfortunately, Zoya wasn't there to save me from that mess. Also, I couldn't even talk to her about it. It was about her birthday and birthday surprise. I didn't look at Irtaza anymore. He would make me just nervous. Gathering a lot of courage I tried to talk to Mr. Ali again.
"Sorry, sir. There's no wedding picture of us. We were not in a mood to celebrate and Zoya was also upset since her family wasn't there. We just couldn't make it up", I said in a breath, hanging my head.
Wow, Abrar! You were finally mastering lying. But hell! It wasn't a talent to be proud of. I felt bad whenever I realized that to support Zoya, I was betraying Mr. Ali. I wished Zoya to end all this as soon as possible.
"That's—", Mr. Ali paused. "That's really— I know"
He sighed.
"But how's that—", Irtaza tried to speak but Mr. Ali hoisted his hand to stop him. He sealed his mouth finally and didn't speak between us after that.
"I'm sorr
AbrarOur eyes locked. We smiled at each other as I parted my lips to reply but it didn't seem like she wanted me to answer. She turned on her heels and opened the door of the car then glanced at me again."If it's possible, try to come back soon. I may wait for you at the dinner", she passed a smile and climbed into the car. I leaned down and looked inside the window."If it's possible, try to finish the dinner", I told her though I knew once she decided to do something, she wouldn't listen to me."Bye", she chuckled.I leaned back as the car was pulled out of the gate. As I walked back to the building, Zoya's voice chimed inside my head. Habit! I never thought it would feel so good to be someone's habit. Especially hers."One day, you'll go crazy", Kaif's voice brought me back to the moment. He was standing at the entrance and joined me inside."What happened?", I rolled my eyes."You were smiling without a reason. Okay, let
His billionaire wife?#Chapter_74_75Abrar"Sir is calling you", Wajih chacha said from the door. I hardly stopped myself from smiling and looked at Kaif."I'm leaving", he said with a smile. "And I hope after tomorrow you both will try to convert this fake relationship into a new one. Nikah (wedding) is a beautiful bond. And I don't want you both to stick to this lie about weddings anymore. Try to get over this sin as soon as possible"I nodded. I knew it was going so morally wrong. But I would try to make it right now.Kaif turned around and climbed down the stairs as I walked towards Mr. Ali's room.*After an hour of discussion with Mr. Ali about the arrangements I left for home. It was too late and I hoped Zoya slept. The excitement inside me kept growing and I couldn't stop smiling while thinking about tomorrow.I didn't know if she would be happy but she would be surprised for sure since she never expected this. While
Zoya From the moment I opened the door for him today, I could see something else in his eyes when he looked at me. Not the way he stared at me every day. It was kinda different. I didn't know what it was. There might be something about the birthday. I didn't see any other reason for it. Nonetheless, I wished he would look at me the same way he was doing now. My cheeks felt warm as I tried not to smile. Stop giving him hints, Zoya. It's not the time for this. I scolded myself and closed my eyes shut for a while. Stop blushing! Stop smiling! Be the same one with him you always pretend to. I was ordering myself repeatedly but it was being impossible for me to hold it with every passing second. Especially now it hit me whenever I pretended to be harsh with him. I was not the same girl anymore who didn't care about him and show her stupid arrogance. I did care for him now. More than I ever did for anyone exce
Abrar When I woke up, I didn't find Zoya on the bed. Her towel was not hanging near the closet so I figured out she was in the washroom. I didn't see her at all after that kiss. When she was not coming into the room, I sensed her anxiety so I made sure she had proper time to get over the moment. I hoped she was normal now. I wanted to see her very badly. I wanted to see a change in her after that drastic moment. At that point, both of us knew there was something. And I would confirm it this evening. Grabbing my clothes, I came out of the room. Dadi was at the table, dadajan was reading the newspaper. The washroom's door was open. Where's Zoya? "Good morning, dadi", I said. "Good morning", I smiled at them and tried to peek into the kitchen as I heard some noise. She was there. I pressed my lips and stood there for a while to see if she was coming out. But it was taking time. I thought to take a shower first before I got inside.
ZoyaThe sun was already too hot which meant it's noon. I looked at the clock to be sure from the balcony. My phone kept vibrating with tons of messages from people I knew but was not in touch with, people from the office, people in relatives. All my birthdays were spent in a room. I used to lie down and wait for the evening for abbu's surprise which I used to be aware of and to kill the time, I used to copy a 'thank you' text and paste it into each reply section. Every year, I used to visit my parents twice. On every Eid, on every birthday.But this year, it was completely different, filled with a different feeling. The last 12 hours of my life seemed to be the most magical. And I wanted them to continue. Such a vast change in Abrar's behavior was still like a dream to me. I wondered for how long he was trying to hide his feelings and his desires from me. I did the same.Was it actually necessary?The cool breeze of autumn gave chills all o
AbrarAs I came back to the office reception, I saw Zoya coming inside. She had worn the purple suit today which she almost avoided for a month. She was looking simply beautiful as always. However, my sanity drags me out of the fantasies and forced me to look at the distress on her face. She was looking numb. I was sure that something happened after I left the apartment today. I decided not to ask anything about it right now. She said would tell me after the party. And there was no way I was ruining this moment for us.This day meant a lot to me. When I was planning to make the most important decision of our lives, she was going to tell me what the actual mysteries were? I felt nervous for a while. What if her fear turned out to be true? What if there was something actually wrong that I might not digest? But I trusted myself. My entire life was filled with agony and struggles. I was used to it. But it was Zoya.Ammi used to say that we never get hurt by those wh
AbrarShe opened her eyes slowly and peered deep into my eyes. I could hear our heartbeats. Why was it so tough?Until yesterday, it was tough to tell her.Now, it was tough to wait for a few hours to tell her. I couldn't wait. I just wanted to say it.She left my arm and clutched the collar of my coat. Leaning back to the chair, she pulled me down to her again. She was bold enough and I didn't want to go further from this.Don't look at her lips, Abrar. I told myself and wished she was not desiring that. I would have to turn her down.She pulled me closer until our faces were an inch apart. She moved her head up and placed her lips on my forehead. I felt shivers down to my spine as her lips touched my skin. She cupped my face and stared at me with a smile."Take your return gifts, Mr. Zafar. I'm dying to give them back to you", she giggled, pulling a smile on my face. "And don't get nervous, I won't cross my limits which you set withou
Abrar"Perfect", I said, looking at the beautiful ring glistening inside the box. I wondered how it would look in her thin finger. Would she love it? She would, I know. She loved the bracelet I gave her when she didn't even like wearing bracelets. "Thanks a lot""Here's your bill", the man passed me a memo. I looked at the numbers and couldn't believe I spent so much on this still, I wasn't having any regrets. It happened the first time to me.I paid him the amount and came out of the shop. It was dark all around. The party might have started. I had to rush. Mr. Ali would be disappointed with me if I made it too late. I walked to the nearby florist and brought a beautiful bouquet, red roses! I wanted to buy 223 roses since it had been 223 days since we met. So many days passed! However, I couldn't handle them right now and thought to give this surprise later.I hired an auto and left for the office.My heart was pounding faster. Just