Chapter 2

7 months ago

Aditi

@melodyofflowers

Chapter - 2

James visited Zoya's office, "Hey Zoe, you were fantastic in the party. Look at the photos", and dropped the photos on the Zoya's table.

She checked the photos when after shuffling some, she reached to the pictures clicked for Asad. They were fabulous, and Asad was looking beyond handsome.

A smiled crept on her lips, "What happen dearo?", James winked.

Zoya grinned, "Can I keep these?"

"Of course, clicked by you, your right", James smirked and continued, "Who is the handsome?"

She chuckled at the jovial James, "Honestly, I don't know. But, I want to know him", and bit her lower lip.

"Can you drop me to the convent library?", She asked sweetly.

"Sure, let's go darling", he jumped from the chair at which Zoya laughed out loud.

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In the famous Convent library, Zoya was searching for her favorite writer's book when she tiptoed slowly, towards the shelf and finally got it.

She snatched it out but felt that it has a tight hold over it.  She snatched it with force when the shelf was about to fall over her because someone was holding it from another side. This made her scared, and she immediately closed her eyes tight.

She leaned backward but didn't feel that the shelf was over her. She slowly opened her eyes and noticed that all the books were scattered on the floor but the shelf was in the air.

She frowned and realized that a tough body was holding the shelf, and it was none else than him.

A pleasing smile crept over her lips when he came forward after keeping the shelf, safely.

"Are you nuts?", Asad asked.

She didn't answer as was lost in him, "Hann", when he clasped finger over her face.

"Did you say anything?", She asked.

He pressed his lips together, "No, I am talking to the books, which are all here on the floor"

"Have some manners to talk", she retorted back.

He looked into his eyes, "Aapko samajh nahi aata ke book is tarah khichi nahi jati"

"Oh", she opened her mouth but he continued, "What if the shelf has been over you?"

"That's my business, not yours", she pointed her finger.

He smiled fake, "I have no time to waste over you"

"Kya karte hain... actually you're a fresh face and I am in search", his brow tilted up when she came to the point.

He replied, "Business offer? What if I say no?"

"You will get a huge amount, augment mein kaam karne ka mauka, har kisi ko nahi milta", she looked at his outfit very carefully.

He chewed his gum, "Let me think", and in return, she gave her visiting card to her.

He literally liked her, she was not a usual delicate darling. She was smart, brave, and especially Indian beauty.

He licked his lips but when he was leaving she asked, "Zoya Farooqui, I am a fashion photographer in Augment"

"Oh, really you might be famous then", he taunted her.

She sighed, "Yes"

Even he didn't know why he was giving so much footage to her but, he was enjoying it. She was a delight to watch, all her antics and self-centered thinking was so full of life, which he has never been.

He was about to clarify the situation when she immediately said, "Main aapko janti to nahi hoon, par itna zaroor idea hai mujhe ke aap modeling ke lie bane hain"

"How can you be so sure?", He frowned.

"Because you're handsome, smart, have brains and...", She stopped in between but he forced to continue, "And..."

She took a sigh of relief, "An Honest Man, without honesty and purity all looks are waste in life", and smiled.

 He realized what was attracting him towards her, "Her honesty and purity of the soul, the common point"

He has always believed in it and for that, he didn't want to break her heart. So, he thought, "let leave it for now, after all, we aren't going to meet again"

"Yeah, Allah Miyan! Everything is right with you, after all, how can he meet me again and again", she thought and thanked Allah and turned back when he left her.