Author’s P. O. V.“How the hell you missed this?” Zoya threw her phone at Kabir as soon as he entered the room but thankfully he caught it before it could hit his face or the ground.“I had no idea about this,” Kabir said in his defense.“Or perhaps your sources are not as reliable as they seemed to be,” Zoya said as she stood in front of him.“I accept that unfortunately but you still got a lead,” kabir said.“What am I supposed to do with the lead just an hour before the interview,” She asked taking the fake genuine files in her hand.They were genuine but they were someone else’s; someone named Zoya as well.“I will take down the two other girls, you go ace that interview,” Kabir said to her as he messaged someone on his phone.“Do not ruin another woman’s life again,” She warned him as he looked at her for a second and walked out.Zoya got ready and reached the place just in time, 10 minutes before the meeting starts. She covered her face with the supposed mask before entering the
Author’s P. O. V.“And we met again, Sherlin,” Sherlin looked up from the tablet in her hand and she found Kabir standing in front of her.“Kabir,” she looked at him with surprise in her eyes.“What happened, your date stood you up?” he asked as he took the seat.“No, apparently people think I need a break, so here am I having lunch all by myself,” She said as she drank some of her juice.“Excuse me,” He called the waiter standing a little far from the table they were at.“What did you order?” He asked looking at her.“What?” she questioned back.Kabir kept his hand on the table a little too eager and frustrated I guess, “What did you order, Ms. Yoga teacher?” he repeated himself as She frowned.“White sauce pasta, why?” She replied with confusion.“I was right, you are in delusional need of some fun,” He said as the waiter arrived at their desk.“Chicken wings basket, spicy red sauce pasta, Hakka noodles, and ice cream with a bottle of white wine thank you,” He ordered as Sherlin loo
Author’s P. O. V.“Okay I’m in,” Kabir said as she nodded.“Excuse me, can I get—never mind,” she was about to ask for a paper and pen; she wanted to write down things but then it would be painfully slow and besides she got doctor writing, no one will be able to understand what she wrote.“You need something?” Kabir asked but she shook her head.“Yeah, so where were we? Not asking questions, right,” She said as Kabir nodded; finishing off her drink she looked at him with a smile.“Tell your pick lines, one you, one me,” She said Kabir smirked.“I was right then, you are a freaky one,” Kabir commented.“I can be adventurous when I want to,” She winked back at him as he took her glass out of her hand, smelling it.“What happened?” She asked confused.“Nothing you are different, I thought there was alcohol mixed in this but it’s not,” He said as she chuckled.“You too think of me as a goody two-shoe,” Sherlin stated.“Of course, you look like one,” He said as a few of locks fell on his f
Author’s P. O. V.Zoya knocked on the door of Yash’s office before she heard a small ‘ come in’ from the other side of the door. She took a deep breath before she opened the door.Yash was not at peace; it was as if something was bothering him but he could not put his finger on it; ‘ maybe it’s because of what Sherlin said to me,’ He thought as he tried to look at the summary of the file placed on his desk.“Papa!” His daughter came in a smile as he looked up.“Aahanu…” He called her as she walked towards him; he held her by her armpits before placing her on his work table.“What is it, my princess?” he asked.“There is a sc—I mean auntie there, she has an appoitie with you,” Aahana said as Yash laughed; there were still some words she mispronounced very often.“Appointment,” He said as Aahana nodded, “Yeah that,” Yash smiled.“No, pronounce it with me,” He said as she nodded.“Okay,” She gave all of her attention to her father.“Ap-point-ment” He broke it into pieces to teach her eas
“Author’s P. O. V.“Just keep up a few more minutes, we will reach hospital… you will be fine,” Yash said as ZOya nodded, she was tarting to feel lightheaded.They reached the ground floor as the employees present there frowned at the sight of blood, “Move out of the way, “He said as they moved away from their way real fast.ZOya was taking deep breaths to handle herself as Yash took her out of the building.“Just a few more minutes okay?” he said as he opened the car door; Zoya looked up to the rooftop to the other building and nodded.Yash had come to help her sit but he could see she was losing consciousness, “ Ms. Oberoi!” he screamed as the guards held her before she could fall on the ground.They made her sit in the car as Yash drove to the hosipral that was 5 minutes from his; Looking at the relfection of the woman who was about to be uncscious, he tried to keep his mind off things and focused on the orad, after Shayra he did not had a nice relation with seeing blood.Till the
Author’s P. O. V.Yash was waiting outside the room as a nurse walked out of the room, “She is stable now and awake,” She said to Yash as he nodded. He was thankful for it.“Can I meet her?” He asked; biting the inside of his cheek.“Yeah of course, but just stay away from the blood bag,” The nurse said to Yash as she walked away.“Blood bag?” Yash was confused as fuck as he looked at the nurse who walked away.He opened the door and saw what it actually meant, “Hey” He looked at Zoya who was eyeing the blood that was set to go inside her body.She just nodded at him; she still had the cover over her face; Yash sat near the hospital bed as he looked at her, “Umm… I wanted to say thank you,” He said as Zoya looked at him.“You saved my daughter… she is my life… and you saved my life…” He said; he wished to say a lot more but in the past few years Yash was closed off with emotions and words; he did not actually show them to anyone.“About the job… “He said after a minute of silence in t
Author's P. O. V. (earlier that day) With confidence, Zoya left the room. Sitting in front of Yash Kapoor was out of the ordinary for her, and she noticed that her heart was beating much faster than usual. She inhaled deeply, swallowing her terror as she noticed Aahana playing close to the window separating the lobby from Yash's cabin and the waiting room. Zoya grinned back at Aahana as she added, "Hello school woman," with a smile. I hope my papa didn't frighten you. Zoya gave the young girl a funny look as she observed her. Finally adding, "Much," she gave her a goofy grin. They both laughed like teenagers, and Zoya remarked, "I confess, your father is scary." "Remember our agreement, okay?" As Zoya cast an incredulous gaze on her, she asked. She muttered to herself, "Now I see the resemblance," while Aahana stared at her bewildered. "What, rememble?" you ask. She questioned as Zoya grinned. The sound of her phone buzzing in her pocket distracted Zoya from what she was about
Author’s P. O. V.As soon as Zoya read the text from Kabir she looked around; plan B was risky; anyone could get seriously injured but she had to do this.Walking towards the fridge that had been placed near the entrance of lobby to Yash’s cabin; Zoya looked over at the little girl; she was doing something on the tablet in her hands.Looking over at the camera; she opened the door of the fridge in such a way that it accidentally hit the glass window that was not supported anything.Well earlier it was but Kabir came here and took all that off, now this window was deadly.“Ishh easy there,” Rachel walked in there as Zoya turned stiff; she is pregnant she can’t harm her.“Umm… I am sorry, this… this door was jammed I guess, I had to pull it harder,” Zoya said as Rachel frowned.“You are right something is wrong with this,” Zoya took a deep breath as the liquid she had p