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Inarah's POV,

He was standing in the balcony busy on his call looking no less than a supermodel in the Barcelona heat without his shirt on. Undoubtedly, my dear hubby was even hotter that the coffee in my hands. I took my time swooning over his hot body glistering in the soft morning sunlight. His sun-kissed skin, ruffled hair, tall muscular build, those yummy abs and hard pecs...oh God! It should be illegal to be soo hot.

He turned to me giving me the most beautiful smile only he could give and my heart cried out with joy bringing slight tears in my eyes. This really was real. I have to remind myself everyday. I beamed at him and went to my Love.

"Coffee, tea or....me?" I winked.

He pretended to think.
"Coffee please..." He grinned.

I gasped pretending to be offended and handed him the coffee. He chuckled.

He took a sip.
"Want some?"

"Um... I'm not a coffee person but....ok!" I said stretching my hand but he pulled the mug back making me frown.

He took another sip and called me closer by his finger.... his eyes shining with playfulness.

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I blushed getting his sign and closed my eyes tilting my head up as he cupped my cheek with one hand and placed his warm lips on mine parting them, carefully making me drink the bitter sweet coffee.

I gulped it down readily giving a proper lick to his lips. I giggled when he looked into my eyes with that playful mirth again.

"More?"

I nodded eagerly. He grinned from ear to ear before taking another sip and repeating the process. I never thought coffee could be soo delicious.

"More." I said greedily and he chuckled kissing me with the coffee again. This time I took my time tasting him along with the coffee as I snaked my arms around his neck getting as close as humanly possible. His large hand had grabbed my waist crushing me to him as he moaned into the kiss. I smiled letting my hands roam down on his perfectly sculptured torso.
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Just then I took notice of my phone ringing inside, which was actually ringing for a while now and broke the kiss much to his dismay.

"My phone..." I said breathlessly.

"Don't!" He whined making a face. I mimicked his face and ran inside escaping his hold giggling.

Zayaan's POV,
I sighed watching her run inside with her bare feet in her little yellow sundress breaking our hot kiss. My heart soared seeing her soo happy....with me. I really have to pinch myself sometimes reminding myself that...
Yes! This is all real.

After everything we've been through to be together....this is Paradise. Every little moment with her is worth everything for me. Her every breath that she breaths with me is a blessing to me. My Inarah...my jaan....

I even finished my coffee missing her lips in between and even waited for a while observing the parameter from the balcony as my men were scattered everywhere keeping watch camouflaging themselves but she was still on her call.

If she was taking soo long then I had an idea though who it could be.

It was either her mother or....

"OMG babe! You won't believe it, we went there and there was...."
I facepalmed. Knew it! It was that annoying brat! Heena!

We are on our long awaited honeymoon and this vacation is only meant for us 2 to be together ... without any intervention. Then why does this brat has to disturb us every single day...by keeping my jaan busy for hours?!

I've had it now. Let's see how long my darling wife can ignore me....

Keeping the mug aside I walked up to her and hugged her from behind when she casually stood in front of the mirror on the dresser. Ah! Even the mirror won't be able to reflect my Jaan's beauty. What's the point looking into it every 15 mins?

She didn't even look at me through the mirror and was busy over-excitedly talking to that brat. Now I was losing it.

Zayaan Hashmi doesn't like to be ignored..... especially not by his wife that too for someone else.

I pushed all her hair to one side and smiled seeing the fainting hickeys I left on her neck. Well, in my defense, she has left a lot more marks on me too.

One by one I latched my mouth on them making them darker....but I was still ignored?! She was even pushing me away irritated.

What the....

Are matching shoes more important that your husband?!

I smirked to myself as an idea clicked me. I was soo going to make her regret ignoring me....ever.

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I slipped my hands down her every curve, front and back. The thin fabric of her dress was making me feel soo much more. I could clearly see her face turning red in the mirror but she was still ignoring me.

Is that a challenge? Alright jaan.... I accept it!

I brought my left hand up cupping her breast. She wasn't wearing a bra. How very nice? But I let my right hand slowly carasse her inner thighs. She pressed her legs tightly preventing me from reaching upward. Ha! There's no way I'm giving up.

She was still talking normally on the phone. Let's see for how long...

With my foot, I forced open her legs and her eyes widened...her face turning redder. I smirked.
I easily slipped my hand up to her core rubbing my finger tips over her panties and she was shivering in my arms.

I know ever inch of her body like a map...and I know exactly how to melt her.

She was biting her lip to stop herself from moaning just humming on the phone pretending she was still listening so I brought my lips to her earlobe licking and biting over it too.

Her eyes closed and a gasp escaped her mouth bringing a victorious smile on my face.

"N... nothing Heenu...you were saying." She managed to say on the phone with her voice straight but I know quite well she wanted to moan and scream at that moment.

I continued my sweet torture for a few minutes but what can I say, my Jaan can be quite relentless sometimes. Well, I'm no less. Her heart and breath were racing and her face was flushed red yet she was holding her phone.

"Yeah...uhhuh...hmm..." She kept saying probably understanding nothing from the other side.

That's it!

I slipped my fingers below parting her panties and thrusted a finger inside her hot core. Her lips parted and God! She looked soo hot. I was going to take it easy but....damn!

I took my finger out and thrusted 2 fingers inside her as she almost sank on the dresser in front of her as I held her tight by her waist with my other hand....the phone finally releasing from her hands.

Ha! I won!

But it wasn't just about winning anymore...heck! I couldn't hold back now. I was thrusting my fingers as fast as I could. She's just soo tight! No matter how many times I've been inside her.... I can never truly have enough of her. I'm shamelessly greedy for her...but, I'm not guilty about it.

"Babe. . I... I'll call you later k." She said struggling to sound normal and her hand struggled to disconnect the call.

"Aaaahhh.... Zayaaaaan!" She screamed.

I chuckled and grabbing her chin raised it up to make her look at herself in the mirror.
"My Jaan....look...what a sexy face you make. How can I ever hold back." My voice was hoarse looking at her flushed face and intoxicating eyes full of lust and pleasure in the mirror.

"Oh God!" She breathed.

I pulled my fingers out kissing her nape and taking her hand, placed it over the tent on my pants. I winced craving her even more as she gripped it slightly....her eyes widened.

"See what you've done to me my sexy seductress. Now, you better take responsibility for that." I said and pulled both the stings tied on her shoulder of her dress. I watched in awe as the dress slipped down in her feet revealing her perfectly smooth skin which was flushed all pink.

She gasped covering herself with arms shyly making her look even more irresistible. I smiled pulling down both her arms keeping them on her sides and pulled her bare back to my bare chest.

"My jahan...who are you hiding this beautiful body from? It's not like I haven't seen anything." I said through the mirror resting my chin on her shoulder.

"I... it's broad daylight my Love." She said shyly.

Uff! She's driving me crazy!

I lifted my fingers showing how wet they were with her juices.

"Look how wet you are in this broad daylight. The tension was getting you even more excited and turned on huh?" I teased her. She shyly slapped my hand down. I chuckled.

How cute!

I cupped her breasts which fitted perfectly in my hands as if they were made for them. And she threw her head back moaning.

"I can't help it .... you've made me crazy for you Inarah. I love you soo much..."

"Me too....ahh....me to my love..."

I smiled kissing over her ear as like always my heart ached with joy hearing her say that.

"I can't hold back anymore my jaan..." I grinned hastily slipping down my pants.
"Take me in now...."
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Inarah's POV,
We got out of the shower sinking on the bed after our long love making. I was soo exhausted and sore that I could hardly move. We just did it last night and then now too. God! This man never let's me be at ease.

He kissed my forehead pulling me to his chest as I fell asleep listening to the rhythm of his heartbeat....the heart that beats for me.

I thank God for every happy, sad or any other moment I got to spend with my hubby....and my whole life to come.
He even left the Mafia world for me. Thus shows how much my darling loves me too.

I'm soo blessed.... I'm living a dream... actually, a life better than a dream.

After Zayaan left the gang, everyone else decided to part ways too and start new. They all sold thier apartments in the building and moved on with that money to start fresh....

Wafeeq went back to Hyderabad with his Ammi.

Uddhav and Geeta are in Mumbai continuing thier sweet lives. Although, Uddhav is still recovering but Geeta takes care of him religiously and lovingly soo much that he's recovering quiet speedily. She has even started going to college.

Raghav too has started college with Geeta after much scolding and.... even a little beating. He's more like his sister in law's bodyguard.

Rajiv is planning on starting a new restaurant and moved to Delhi with his family.

Ridhwan is....well Ridhwan. He is still using his talent as a hacker but this time....for the government.

Asad and Heena are currently in Jappan. She and I are in touch with calls and texting though.

I haven't given up on my MBA. But Zayaan wouldn't let me live in London for that and even I can't bear to stay away from him for that long. So I made peace with online classes. Just a few hours 3 days a week.

Right now we are in Spain, Barcelona for our honeymoon.
The first destination that we began from was for Umrah in Mecca to thank the Lord for finally uniting us after all the trials and tests and to pray to always keep us together. Next, we started our romantic and passionate journey.
Right now, we are living our passion... forgetting the world. A day before our Nikah Zayaan surprised me....

Flashback

"Let's travel the world my jaan. Every part of this beautiful world, I want to make it more beautiful with you."

He sent me a note saying that as we weren't allowed to meet. I went running to Mom excitedly giving her the news.

"Mom....mom look! My Zayaan is taking me on a world tour!"

She giggled at my excitement.
"Are you soo happy my baby?"

"Mom! Happy is an understatement right now." I giggled.

She cupped my face as her eyes teared up.
"Always be happy like this my baby. May God bless my both children with every happiness in the world. If Ashfaq was alive today, he would've been soo happy for you too. He loved you soo very much."

My heart ached bringing tears in my eyes too.
"Papa.... I miss him too. Even though we couldn't be together for long...but dad made it up for him. Whenever he's around, I never felt the need to miss Papa. And the way he loves you... he's the best man in the world."

She nodded.
"Indeed he is. He held our hand when we needed one the most. He was Ashfaq's friend....his brother and he took care of us soo well. Being the shoulder we could hold on too."

I smiled.

"Uh... Mom. For my Nikah tomorrow.... I want to wear your wedding lehenga, the one you wore to marry Papa."

She gasped.

"That one? But.... it's soo old."

I shook my head.
"No Mom. It's the most beautiful and special thing in the world. Because you wore it to be one with the man you loved the most... I wanna do the same. Follow the legacy."

She smiled wiping her tears and hugged me.
"You are the most special and beautiful person in the world my baby. Inside and out....just like your father used to be. But promise me my jaan, just because of the purity and goodness of your heart....you would never giveup your well-being and happiness for anything or anyone. Your happiness will always be your first priority."

"I promise Mom."

She then helped me try on the lehenga. It was beyond gorgeous.

"How do I look Mom?"

She just keep watching me silently sobbing. I smiled walking upto her and wiped her tears.
"Mumma...."

"You're the most beautiful girl in the world my baby." She kissed my forehead.

"Of course." I said proudly.
"I'm the daughter of the most beautiful woman in the world. That's why I'm even more gorgeous." I giggled.

Mom loves dad a lot, undoubtedly. But, sometimes I feel like,.... it's more like her duty as a wife then pure love. Because, the way she loved Papa....that love, was unbeatable.

He will always have a special place in her heart.

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