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"Do I really have to go?" Mihrimah'a asked with a put on her lips as the car came to a slow halt.

"Mihrimah" she sighed taking her hands in her.

"Baby what if...." She started but her throat clogged and her hand raised up to cup her cheeks.

"Yes mama?" The little girl asked, gazing at her mother with wide eyes.

"What if someday, someone asks you to leave me and choose them, what would you do?" She asked and the little girl's eyebrows furrowed.

"Why would that happen?" She asked with a tilt of her head.

"Suppose" Ayat pestered.

"But...." Mihrimah started "choose who?" She asked and Ayat gulped looking away.

"Anyone" she croaked.

"I would always choose you mama." She assured placing her small hand on her mother's arm and Ayat held her hand in hers.

"And what if they tell you I'm not a good person to live with? Then?" She asked and Mihrimah frowned.

"I don't know what you're talking about Mama. How can you be bad for me?" She chuckled but her heart twisted in anxiety of what was going on.

"Please don't ever leave me Mihrimah. I promise there is a reason why you can't stay with me but please" Ayat begged and cried holding her daughter's hand.

"Mama" Ayat jolted out of her thoughts as Mihrimah casted her a worried glance.

"Yes baby?" Ayat smiled.

"You didn't answer my question" the little girl frowned.

"What? What question?" She asked feeling her heart raced.

"Do I really have to go?" She asked again and Ayat took in a deep breath.

"I'm sorry." She said before composing herself "I... for now Mihrimah you have to stay here, okay?"

"But why?" The little girl asked.

"Mihrimah" she sighed and the daughter frowned upon her mother.

"Mihrimah what? I want to go back with you" she whined making Ayat take in a deep breath.

"Baby" she sighed taking her hands in her.

"My heart, I'm very very sorry for doing this to you" she started turning her face to her. With crossed arms Mihrimah tried turning away but Ayat held her.

"My Mah. I love you. I really do. But my moon there are things I want to clear before taking you home with me. It'll take me some more time. Please grant me that" she pleaded and Mihrimah gave her a side glance.

"I've been hearing this for so long" she complained and Ayat pressed her lips together.

"Mah please" she pleaded again.

Mihrimah stared at her for a few moments and then left the car slamming the door behind her. Ayat leaned back with tears rolling down her face.

She took in a deep breath and looked in the direction of the house where Humaira stood concerned at how Mihrimah ran upstairs.

She didn't stay there for long and sped out of the society. She breathed in through her nose, her throat aching from the lump she felt in it.

Her elbow rested on the window and her hand rubbed against her forehead trying to ease her headache. Stepping on the accelerator she sped past the cars on the deserted roads, her hand taking her phone out of her bag and dialing her lawyer's number.

"I need help...." She said before briefing her friend on her situation. The man told her not to worry about it and told her calm down before she hung up and tossed the phone aside.

Her hands shook as she ran a hand through her hair and took in a deep breath, her lungs burned from the burden she felt on her chest and her throat clogged.

Her phone rang over and over again but she ignored it, with her eyes brimmed with rage she was dragged back to the days of her young self.

Happy smiles, loud laughter, innocent mind and trusting heart. Holding the hand of her love she felt safe, her gaze held an adoration for the boy back then that died soon after.

Black hair, brown eyes, a confident smirk and flirtatious winks had her wrapped around his pinky finger with her heart and all of her in her palm.

Her heart died down in a ditch when he used her trust, when he exposed - what she thought would be their own moments - her vulnerability to their whole school to be the cool bad boy who got the nerd.

The boy who drove her insane to the point of insanity with his administration and yanked her back down to heart if not under.

Letting her defenses down she didn't think twice before accepting his advances and letting him in.

Loosing yourself to the wrong person is one thing but having that person expose you to the whole town is another. Loving the wrong person was one thing but getting betrayed in a way like that was another.

Mihrimah came as a result of what she assumed was their love and trust for each other, with on hope and courage to live among the same people who pointed fingers, laughed at her and asked for her price for a night she ran away.

Like a coward.

She begged him to remove the videos and think of her pregnancy but then he had laughed at her, making her look desperate infront of everyone.

A scream ripped her throat as the car came to an abrupt halt infront of an empty road.

Flashbacks, guilt and fear filled her whole as she stared out at the fierce night sky with blazing eyes.

No matter what the circumstances might've been she loved her child to the fullest. She loved that little that she gave birth to, the girl she tried her best to provide for.

In the darkest of momenta guilt always filled her in as she looked at Nuha. The woman never left her side even when her brain was filled with the filth of that one boy who made her think that he could be her everything.

How could he have been her everything when that's simply not how life works. Having everything means not living and she wanted to live.

Her phone started ringing again and she picked it up this time. No doubt it was Nuha. Who else would care if she lived or died at this hour of the night.

"Hello" she croaked and the woman on the other side frowned.

"Where the fuck are you? I've been waiting at home for ages" Nuha yelled and Ayat cringed.

"Sorry, I..." She started but she couldn't say anything.

"Get your ass back home right now. I don't care what tantrum you're going through" her friend yelled and a soft chuckled left her lips.

"I'm coming" she said with a sad smile and started her drive back home.

"Where the fuck were you?" He friend exclaimed and she rolled her eyes.

Nuha followed her mute self to her room but Ayat only sighed tiredly.

"What wrong?" She asked.

"Nothing. I just want to rest" she sighed and Nuha's face scrunched up in confusion.

"What is wrong with you Ayat?" Nuha shouted pulling the girl back by holding her arm.

"Nuha" the former groaned clutching her head.

"No you listen to me Ayat" she yelled pushing her down to sit on the couch.

"You're about to fight a case of custody with you rich ass ex, you need to stay strong and in senses." Nuha explained and Ayat nodded meekly staring at the floor.

"Yeah whatever. I need to sleep" she tried escaping tht reality check but her friend wasn't done.

"You better stop doing this shit Ayat. I'm serious" Nuha sighed sitting down beside her.

"I'm saying it for you and Mihrimah's betterment." She said rubbing her friends shoulder and Ayat broke down.

"I know" she croaked as tears one after another.

"Did you both have a fight again?" She asked softly taking the honey eyed woman in her embrace kissing the crown of her head.

"How long will she the one who understands? I want to be the one who spoils her, not turn her into a miniature adult with the thinking ability of a grown up" Ayat cried in her chest, her hand shook and her breath trembled with anxiety.

"She loves you Ayat" Nuha tried consoling her but the woman shook her head.

"Not for long"

"Now is not the time to let insecurities get the best of you. What has happened is in the past, what is happening can no be avoided and what will come can not be seen. Focus on what is happening" Nuha said holding her face in her hands. The sincerity and warmth of her coal eyes made the other one hug her friend tightly.

"I love you. You know that right" Ayat mumbled and Nuha nodded before shaking her head.

"No. Ayat I'm very much interested in my boss and straight" she said scrunching her nose in disgust and Ayat rolled her eyes.

"Okay sorry" Nuha said at the bored look Ayat gave her.

"Go sleep. You have work tomorrow" Nuha reminded and Ayat nodded.

"Yeah" she said sniffing the remaining emotions away.

"We'll fight this through and keep Mihrimah with us Ayat. Don't loose hope this early" Nuha mumbled against her friends shoulder.

The two departed their ways and Ayat was once again left alone in her room. The only difference now was that her mind was somewhat cleared of the things that were happening.

Taking her phone and switching it on she found it flooded with missed calls, most were from Nuha but the others...

There were a couple from Zaviyar and that made her eyebrows furrow.

"Should I call him again? But why would he want to talk to me? Maybe he has something to tell me about tomorrow. I'll just call him"

Nodding her head she dialled his number.

"Don't pick up don't pick up don't pick up plea-"

"Hello?"

"Hello Mr Qureshi?" She said facepalming herself.

"Ms Ayat" his voice travelled through the speaker.

"Yes?" She answered meekly.

"May I know the reason why you were ignoring my calls?" He asked and her eyes narrowed.

"No" she said without thinking and her eyes widened.

"Sorry I.."

"What did you say?" He challenged with a raise of his brow.

"Nothing. What was it that you called me for?" She asked biting her lip.

Zaviyar held in a breath knowing well how that woman must b torturing her lips just about now.

Exhaling a deep breath he continued to look of his window, at the vast land of his house.

"We're having a new client come in tomorrow, be there before me to get the conference room ready" he ordered and she huffed. He heard it and an amused roll of his eyes was witnessed by the little bird sitting on the near by branch.

"Also.. there's an event coming up, make sure you plan it well" he said and she frowned.

"What event?" She asked.

"I'll tell you tomorrow." He said and with a blank goodbye he put his phone away settling himself on the bed.

"On one side is my life and on the other is this fucking man who lacks basic manners" she gritted under her breath.

He whistled and his six feet tall dog came rushing in, Ayat's eyebrows furrowed.

The dog barked in joy and followed him to his room, Robin jumped on the bed making Zaviyar almost go flying for the ceiling.

"Easy there boy" he said letting the bug guy cuddle next to him. Ayat tilted her head as a faint chuckle and sound of barking filled her ears.

His long fingers ran over the dogs short fur when another bark of jealousy resounded in the room.

Alaska.

A very possessive Siberia husky stood in tht doorway glaring at the bigger dog.

"Alaska. No" Zaviyar was late in making a statement and the female had launched on Robin.

The sound of a frantic Zaviyar had Ayat rolling on the floor with laughter as he tried to make peace between two dogs.

"Stop" he commanded making the two stop hustling and stare in his narrowed eyes.

"Alaska bad girl" he said making the fur baby whimper with her ears dropping.

"Time out Robin" he ordered and the bigger dog stomped his front legs in annoyance.

"Don't you dare stomp your feet like that" he scolded making the dog bark in response.

"Don't argue with me" he narrowed his eyes.

Taking a deep breath he stopped for a moment and heard a giggle. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked around to see the call still connected. A series of giggles resounded in his ear as he pulled the phone upto his ear and heat spread on nape.

"Ms Ayat" he gritted making the melodious sound stop.

"I'll see you tomorrow" she said hurriedly and hung up making him glare at his pets who had a smug look on their faces.

"Now she must be thinking of me as an idiot" he scowled and the two babies came near him to sit beside him.

They replied with an individual bark of their own making their dad pet their heads, ruffling their fur making their tails wag in joy.

Ayat chuckled tossing the phone on her bed and stripped down to change in a new set of clothes. She eyed her body, staring at the stretch marks and doubled curves she shook her head and quickly got dressed.

It was all worth it because they were the constant memory of the time she was about to have her Mah.

Cuddling into her baby girls plushie she bit her lip again feeling the warmth lacking the toy.

"It's enough. He'll take her away either ways. It's better if I keep her with me while I fight this war. Don't worry Mah, I'll come again tomorrow to bring you home. I won't upset you anymore."

With new found determination she closed her eyes and let herself sleep, let herself walk down the staircase to a world where Mihrimah, her and Nuha were the happiest.

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"Don't stress yourself, okay. If you feel anxious just give me a call" Nuha said once again before getting down the car. Ayat nodded and smiles taking a deep breath.

"I can do this" she said before pulling out of the parking lot.

"Good morning Rosie" she greeted the receptionist on her floor and walked over to her desk.

Putting her bag and laptop there she took her phone with her to the conference room. Checking up on what was needed there and walked to the reception and asked the peon to bring the stuff there.

"Good morning Mr Qureshi" she greeted s he passed her with a stoic look on his face. She rolled her eyes and got back to sorting her work space.

Getting the things ready Ayat sighed with a satisfactory smile on her face.

"Ma'am the conference room is ready" the peon informed and she nodded her head.

"Alright. Thank you" she smiled taking her notepad and knocking on his door.

"Come in" she heard, holding her chuckle of amusement, she pushed his hysteric voice and her imagines expression back and walked inside.

"Everything done?" He asked not looking up from his phone and she rolled her eyes.

"Yes. Anything else?" She asked, her eyes rested on his face as he gestured her to wait for a moment, he got up and walked to the glass wall with his phone attached to his ear.

"Hello. Michelle" He said on the phone.

Her ears perked up curious honey eyes turned to his back, muscles flexed under his white dress shirt, sleeves rolled up til his elbows and strong arms lined against his side with his left and shoved in his pocket.

Her eyes gave another one of her in famous rolls hearing the name of his infamous female friend.

"Hello, Michelle" she mimicked, her posture straightened just as he turned around and she looked at the shelf to her left.

Opening the notepad she went through her schedule and took a seat before his desk. Legs crossed and an elbow resting on the arm rest she bit the back of her pencil.

Boring...

He sat down infront of her disconnecting the call and visibly enough she was zoned out. Her eyes were mindlessly staring at the paper she was doodling on.

His eyes travelled down from her caramel locks to her heart shaped face, proud button nose and pouty lips. Shaking his head he moved his gaze away from the pencil that touched the forbidden petals.

Clearing his throat he hid the flutter in his gut with a stoic expression.

Surprised honey eyes rose to meet his chocolate ones.

"Yes?" She asked a little startled at being woken up from her half a sleep self.

"When are the people coming?" He asked shifting his gaze away from her clueless expression. She looked similar to a cute rabbit but a soon to be jobless person at the same time.

"They'll be here-" her sentence was cut off by the office phone ringing.

Zaviyar gestured her to pick it up and she did but the cord wasn't long enough to reach where she was sitting.

"Answer the phone Ms Ayat" he gritted at the annoying sound of it ringing as he typed away on his phone.

This man will soon go bankrupt if he keeps getting involved with this Michelle woman.

She gritted under her breath seeing him text her. Rolling her eyes she stood beside him and answered the call.

"Okay" she said nodding her head and pulled away from his gazed self, he was still under the effect of her perfume when someone cleared their throat and snapped their fingers infront of him.

"Sir?" She called again and he turned his face to his left facing her.

"What?" He asked coldly making her frown innocently.

"The ceo and manager of allied universal are here" she informed in tht same tone making him glare at her and just shrugged.

"Alright" he nodded and so did she.

He walked past her and she couldn't hold that chuckle in.

"Bad girl Alaska" she mimicked , a little too loudly making him stop. She turned around to find him already staring at her. Her breath hitched in her throat as she registered the glare in his gaze.

"What did you say?" He questioned dangerously, warmth spreading in his stomach resisting the urge to spread on his ears.

"No.... Nothing" she stuttered taking a step back making her back collided with the desk.

"You better" he said pointing an finger at her, he could see the smugness in her gaze and that forcefully bitten back grin. She nodded chewing on her lips hard.

"The clients are waiting" she said sliding past him and out of the door.

"God give the patience...."

"God grant the patience...."

"To tolerate him"

"To not fire her today at least"

The meeting was as boring as it could get. The men were busy discussing their up coming deals and she was trying to keep up with everything that was being said.

At one point she had just turned on her computers voice typing and had zoned out.

Few sleepy minutes later she realized her hands had been moving, tht pencil in her hand was wiggling and the paper underneath it had started to resemble someone.

Someone, who was sitting across from her in all his glory with dark eyes and a five o clock shadow on his face.

"Damn art classes" she cursed under her breath but that mumbled caught attention of multiple eyes.

Like a deer caught in headlights, her eyes widened and an apologetic smile lifted her cheeks up.

Lowering her eyes she cursed herself for the things that she does. Hitting herself in her imagination she pulled her hair back but they got pulled as the button of her marron button down held onto them.

"The hell" she gritted pulling her locks, her administration turned violent as the hair got released from their shackles at the cost of a missing button. In a hurry to stand up she didn't pay heed to it and ran her fingers through her hair.

"It was nice meeting you Mr Zaviyar. We hope to stay in touch with you" the ceo of allied universal said shaking Zaviyar's hand and the man in question replied with a professional smile and firm shake of his hand.

"You too Ms Ayat" Ahmer - the ceo - said forwarding his hand for her to take. She shook his hand and smiled politely.

Zaviyar's jaw locked as the sight of the man holding her hand for too long. He followed the man's lowering gaze and his own darkened as it landed on the loose opening of her shirt giving a peak of her cleavage.

He cleared his throat with a forced smile as the man forced his eyes away from her. She was about to walk the people out as they always do when a hand pulled her back. Her elbow was held tightly in a steel grip.

"What?" She seethed trying to prey his hand away when she gasp at the sudden contact of the desk against her back.

"I know I said I want the contract at all costs but this is not what I expected" he hissed slamming his hands on the table, on either side of her caging her in.

"What?" She asked again, cluelessly.

"You don't know what you're going? This is a professional work place if you can't keep upto that then stop" he scolded and she frowned deeply.

"I don't understand what you're saying" she scowled and he exhaled deeply. Taking her hand in a vile grip he brought it upto her throat.

"What-" she started but he moved her fingers lower, from her throat to her chest and then between her breast.

His eyes stayed rooted on hers, the violent this of her heart greeted the tip of his fingers, his forefinger curled up against her skin and caressed it making her shiver.

Her blood froze, and she gulped dropping her head down and clutching the shirt close tightly. Heat rose up to her cheeks. Her heart beat increased and it fluttered with goosebumps rising all over her skin.

"I...." She started "I'm sorry... I didn't know, it won't happen again" she said in small voice. Humiliation burning her eyes.

"Better fix it" he said stepping back, she nodded and gave him a thankful smile before moving past him but was stopped again.

"What's wrong this time?" She asked, eyes wide and rimmed with moisture.

Zaviyar resisted the urge to kiss her innocent pout senselessly. He pulled her closer and took a hold of the scissors from the pen holder on the table.

"What are you doing?" She asked panicked but he caged her again like he did before. But this time his legs kept her in place.

"Shh.." he whispered putting the scissors on her lips, taking a hold of her shirt he pulled it closer and folded the band to make a cut from where the button had fallen.

"I'll pin it down" she tried protesting.

"You can but after you leave this conference room, no one wants to know what originally happened but everyone will question what could've lead to you fleeing like that" he said taking cufflink off of his right sleeve.

"You did this. Stop framing me Micheal"

"You did it, what's wrong with this?"

"It was supposed to stay between us"

"I didn't do it. It must've been you who did it to gain public attention"

"Why would I do that to myself"

"You ran away like a guilt ridden person didn't you?"

"Stop it"

He pulled her collar closer and put the cufflink through, her hands hanging limp at her sides and once done he looked up to see her eyes hazed.

"You're done" he said but she didn't respond and gulped only taking in a deep breath.

"Ayat" he called after she didn't respond to anything that he said.

The expression on her face was painful, eyes blank and a trail of moisture leaving it's duct was seen by him. He shook her slightly by the arms, she turned her gaze back to him and blinked.

"Sorry what?" She asked but he didn't say anything. His hand cupped her face and thumb wiped that small tear away.

"Is something wrong?" He asked and she opened her mouth to say something but shook her head.

"No. I'm fine." She smiled softly but it didn't look real. Lifeless and confused.

"You're all done" he said making her raise her eyebrows.

His eyes gestured towards the Z that shined proudly on her chest. She smiled slightly looking at the shiny cufflink and looked back up.

"You can keep it" he said caressing the surface with his forefinger.

"It's your initial. Won't they question it?" She asked and his gaze lift back to hers.

"You can go and pin it later. Just get out of here without getting noticed." He ordered and she nodded hurriedly before rushing out of the room.

With a fast beating heart she rushed out of the room and walked to her small cabin as gracefully as she could.

Her finger toying with the cufflink, her heart flutter at the jitters she felt on her skin. A blush rise high on her cheekbones and she facepalmed herself again.

"He was just being helpful" she reasoned and went about her day.

She could feel his gaze on her anytime they crossed paths, the initial of his name rested peacefully in her bag as it now was replaced by a brooch.

"Mr Qureshi?" She called as the two got ready to leave the building.

Zaviyar rolled his eyes and turned around, his eyes momentarily going down to the pearl brooch, making him scowl.

"You can call me Zaviyar when no one's around" he said, annoyance lacing his tone. She opened her mouth to say something to refrained by biting down on her lip.

His fist clenched as she slowly nibbled on it, making him want to use the wall behind her to the fullest.

"You were saying something?" He snapped and she nodded before rummaging through her bag. Caramel hair tumbled down her shoulder and locks framed her face as she turned back around and blew them away.

His fingers itched to push that troubling strand of hair back after two constant blows didn't make it move. Working on his desire he twirled the lock on his forefinger and gently pushed it behind her ear.

Heat visibly spread on her cheeks and his thumb caressed the soft warmth of them.

"Yo.... You're cufflink. T... Thank you" she stuttered, her hands shaking and heart rushing to transport all the blood to her face.

"I said you can keep it" he said and she frowned.

"I thought you said for the day" she frowned and his heart didn't a somersault at the sight of her big eyes and raised eyebrows.

"Well you can keep it I have-"

"But it's a pair" she argued. He raised his eyebrow at her making her not melt at the sight of him.

The fuck bitch...

She shook her head and stepped a little closer. Their chests a breath away and their eyes not leaving each others.

"I don't need it anymore. Thank you" she smiled gratefully, his jaw locked and hands stuffed in his pockets as to not move a muscle and bring her flushed against himself.

How would feel though.

You don't need to know

He argued with himself while she dropped the cufflink in his suits pocket.

"Good bye" she said and he snapped out of his thoughts. He reciprocated her smile with a nod of his head and moved past her almost bumping into her.

"Mr-" she started bit down on her tongue "um... Zaviyar" she called and their hearts skipped a beat. He turned around with a raised eyebrow and she smiled smugly.

"You have two dogs?" She asked or more like stated making him roll his eyes yet again.

"Yes" he stated.

"The sound pretty fun" she teased and he cleared his throat.

"Yes they are" he said "why are you so suddenly interested in my pets?"

"No reason" she sang and walked past him to her car.

"Good bye" she waved at him and left the building.

His phone rang and he picked it up, a bright smile on his face as he answered the call.

"Kithe mar gaya si. Khota. Dadi yaad wi si ke gori meman ich ghar baar pul gaya aye" a loud voice boomed in his ear and he sighed.
(Where have you been/died. Donkey. Do you even remember your grandma or have you forgotten all about us living with those white chicks)

"Assalamualaikum Maa jaan" he greeted and moved towards his car. Leaving for his house.

The sun was at its lowest just close to sinking when she took a different turn then her home.

A black SUV followed behind her car, away from her sight but it didn't follow her to know where this woman was headed.

And just like that all fears of her life were about to come true with a single decision that oath to never make was being executed.

Assalamualikum guys how are you all?

SURPRISE SHAWTY.....

First of all. Yes I am alive. But not at the same time.

I know you guys hate me. You should. I basically went missing for decades but.......

Hold on for a minute.

UNIVERSITY......

yeah it's tiring pardon me.

So here an update.

I'm trying so hard to give you guys an update as frequently as I can.you deserve it but my brain doesn't work with me... It this sound stop bland please excuse me me.

Just hype me up so I want to give you guys more updates. Okay.

Again.

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