Zoya's POV:--
Three Years Ago...,
Zoya's POV:--
Three Years Ago...,
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Her life was perfectly fine until he storm inside it. And became obsessed with her. And ruined her for other man. •Jasmeen• He's unbelievably handsome, even though he wears mask. He likes to call himself King. And me His Whore. He likes to remind me every second that I belong to him. Whether I like it or not. He's my stalker. And he made my life my worst nightmare. •King• Beautiful Face. Long Hairs. Whiskey Eyes. And Curvy Body. She was the definition of My Obsession. The moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew she had to be mine. Whether it be physically or be in papers. I am ready to claim what's mine.
History was repeating itself. Once again the groom was replaced at the last moment, but this time he wasn't kidnapped. Fate had him back out itself. Unlike before, this marriage wasn't out of love, but an inconvenience. While Saqib's heart beats for Arzoo. Her heart was shattered into pieces. 'I am...... sorry, Arzoo." His voice repeated in her mind as tears cherished her cheeks. Arzoo's gaze went from her parents to her grandparents, to her relatives. Searching for one person, who knew what she was feeling right now. She raised her eyes to his, slow and unwilling to find his gaze was already fixed on hers. Only to find him seated on the groom's seat. "Do you Saqib Hamza Khan son of Hamza Rizwan Khan take Arzoo Ayaan Khan as your wife?" The Qazi asked, his eyes settled on the groom. "Why him though?" "Kyuki Agar Mera Baad Tumhe Koi Bepanah Mohabbat Karta Hai, Toh Woh Hai Saqib." Imran said with a smile. "Mujhe Kisi Aur Ki Biwi Ki Jagah Tumhare Bewa Bankar Zindagi Bhar Rehna Manzoor Hain." Arzoo exclaims while tears continue streaming down her eyes. "Par Mujhe Yeh Manzoor Nahi, Arzoo." Imran said a bit angrily. "Unlike other men, you read in novels, I want you happy, your whole life instead of grieving my absence." "Qubool Hai." Saqib says loudly, emphasising each word as if telling Arzoo that he was there for her like always. But this time not as her best friend, but as a husband. A single tear slid down her eyes, which had his chest tighten. With that, she was now, Arzoo Saqib Khan. She got married to her best friend instead of her first lover, Imran. Zoya nearly loses her posture, but Ayaan's hand found her waist to secure her balance. Tears blurred her vision. As she utters, "Ayaan, Humne Koi Zyadti toh nahi ki na, Arzoo Ke Saath?" For once Ayaan felt at loss for words. In what felt like forever Ayaan whispers, "I don't know. Bus Yahi Dua Hai Ki Hamara Faisla Inke Haq Mein Ho."
She had closed the door of her heart, until He came knocking on the door." *** Maya Zaidi, a cold-hearted and short tempered billionaire. Just like everyone she had a past, which is the reason how cold-hearted she is right now. She had promised herself that she wouldn't repeat the mistake of falling for someone and being dependent on them. Ramiz Baig, a billionaire at the day and a Mafia at the night. He was searching for her long lost best-friend, Noore, instead met Maya which somehow reminds him of Noore. During the process of winning the deal, he couldn't help himself but fall for Maya. And he is determined to win her heart and trust at all cost. *** "I think you and your employees are just wasting your time. That deal is going to be mine." He smirked, making her roll her eyes. "One can only wish!" She remarks with a mocking smile on her face. "Want to bet? If I won, you will never show me your face again, Mr Baig!!" She stare at him challengingly. His loud laughter echoes in her cabin, "This confidence of yours is the reason why I started admiring you." "But If I won Miss Zaidi,-------" He walks towards her until he was an inch away from her and whispers intensely meeting her gaze, "Nikkah Karna Hoga Tumhe Mujhse." A shiver passes down her body and she slightly flinched. Which didn't go unnoticed by him. "It will never happen." She pulled herself back together and stated determined in her usual cold voice.
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