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Author’s P. O. V.“And inhale…”Sherlin took a deep breath along with all the other Yoga students.“Exhale, slowly and steady… once again, inhale from the left nostril and exhale from right,” She said as she stopped Kabir who was doing it all wrong once again.“Nia, take over please,” She said to the other teacher who was in the garden with her. Sherlin walked through the line of students; Kabir was in the last line; she looked at him once before she walked away.Sherlin splashed water on her face as she opened her eyes only to find Kabir leaning against the door; looking at her through the mirror.“Why did you call me here?” He asked as he put his hands in his pocket; his posture giving off such an annoying impression, Shelrin was already irritated with him.“What the fuck were you doing out there?” She asked as she threw the towel on the floor in anger. Kabir raised his eyebrow at her as he walked near her.“What the fuck did I do exactly?” he whispered against her skin taking the sl
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Author’s P. O. V.“Oh hell, how did this happen?” Rachel gasped as soon as her eyes fell on Zoya’s swollen head that had a bandage wrapped around it; She was going to touch it but Zoya stepped back, and with huge difficulty, she stitched her wound.Touching it can make her bleed and that is the last thing she wants.Yash was hearing all of this; his eyes fell on Zoya who was wearing beige pants and a black turtle neck top; “Yash…” Rachel acknowledged his presence as Zoya turned around to look at Yash; once again he was in white clothes.“Di, Zoya,” Yash stood in front of them as he looked at her; she had makeup on white half of her face was covered with a cloth.“You did not tell me how did this happen?” Rachel asked as Yash looked at her too.“Umm… I slipped in the bathroom last night,” Zoya lowered her eyes; she wanted to make it seem like she was embarrassed about it.“Oh that happens,” Rachel laughed it off but Yash observed her for a second; he knew she was lying, something in hi
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Author’s P. O. V.“Give us the money,” a man said all of sudden catching Zoya’s hand as she was just about to open the door of the house,“Money, we know you have it,” two more came as she clenched her purse close to her chest; she could not afford to give off something that was in her purse; one thing she always kept with her.“Stnach her purse!” the first one said to the others as The other two held her held; Zoya managed to bite on the arm of the guy before she tried to run but was pulled back by her head; The stitch on her forehead hurt as soon as they pulled her hair.“How much of a valuable thing is in that purse that you are trying to fight us beautiful,” The second guy said as he pulled out a knife from his pocket.“Stay the fuck away from me,” Zoya was about to hit the guy where the sun does not shine when she saw Kabir at a distance dressed in disguise as a rickshaw wala.Before she could compute anything else, the guy who was trying to steal her purse was snatched away like
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Author’s P. O. V.“Zoya, my lunch,” Yash said to Zoya who was busy taking a call; Rachel was not in the office so Yash had to adjust with Zoya; surprisingly to him, she was working very efficiently as if she had been doing this for years.“Yes, sir,” She said as she kept the phone on the desk and wrote something on her notepad before she walked out to get his lunch; she greeted the few fellow guys she often grabbed files from. Everyone was surprised to like her so easily.She went to the cafeteria and asked for Yash’s lunch. “Jimmy?” She called the guy who was assigned to make Yash’s lunch every day, lunch in his meaning means only boiling vegetables for Mr. Kapoor.“there’s a lot of rush today, do you mind if I pack them myself today?” Zoya asked as Jimmy looked at her; he trusted her and now that she was Yash’s assistant it makes sense.And besides, he can use some help in the rush hour.“There is a white casserole, in which everything is, the basket and plates are packed right besi
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Author's P. O. V.Kabir was not at peace, not when he saw Yash holding Zoya like that. That was not what he wanted, he wanted to create a topic in Yash's life.He wanted him to confuse his late wife and Zoya but never in his life he thought he would see the true anger in his eyes for someone he did not even know for a whole week.She was new in his life and he was giving it away to her.For her.Later that evening those guys came to Kabir outside of the house they mishandled Zoya." Why did you not tell us he was her husband?" The guy asked once Kabir put a bundle of money in his hand."Wait what?" Kabir was surprised."What? What, that guy trashed us, the only kind of anger seen in husbands for their wives, the wives they love," the guy said as Kabir stood motionless."Love?" Kabir's response was still out of shock."Yes," the guy said before he walked away.Kabir clenched his fist before he looked at his phone, it was Sherlin."Mujhe milna hai tumse, Abhi," Sherlin said over the pho
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Author’s P. O. V.The intercom rang as Zoya slide out of her chair and walked to Yash’s cabin; “yes sir?” She asked as she touched the cover over her face; she needed to ensure everything was fine.“Check this document, I have signed this and…” He looked at her for a second as she picked the file from his table.“Make me a coffee, please,” He said as his hands went to his head to press it a little; She bite the inside of her cheek; she knew he was having a bad headache from the last few days but never once she saw him taking medicine.“Coming right up,” She said as she walked out of his cabin; Yash watched her walking towards the small kitchen the floor has for him.Zoya pulled her hair up in a bun before adding the pencil in her hands to it to make it stick to its place; once she was done; she made coffee like she was used to; sprinkling a little bit of coffee power at last before she took the coffee to Yash’s cabin.Yash looked up only to find her pencil in her bun before she kept t
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(Mature chapter)Author’s P. O. V.“There is something I want to tell you,” Kabir said but Sherlin shook her head and pressed her lips even more to him. Not giving him a chance to speak; she sucked his lips like she was a baby who was thirty for years.“Don’t Kabir, I waited for this all these years, let me experience it, let me be yours,” She said as Kabir looked into her eyes; he could see the hint of lust along with something else. He was scared to admit to himself that he had made her fall for him.In his view, this was just about liking.He nodded before he crashed his lips to hers, taking whole control of her body, “umm… Kabir,” she let out a soft moan as his tongue invaded her mouth; he held the nap of her neck as she kissed him back with equal passion.Sherlin smiled into the kiss in between, she was happy, this was her safe place.Kabir held her by her hair before he created a little distance between their lips, she looked at him, her breathing heavy from all the kissing, her
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Author’s P. O. V.Zoya knocked on the door of Yash’s cabin as he looked up from his laptop; he had a cloth wrapped around his head.“Oh Zoya, come in, please,” He said as Zoya entered the room after closing the door behind her.“You are having some trouble?” Zoya asked as she stood in front of his desk.“Umm…nothing just a headache,” Yash said as he untied the cloth from his head.“Mr. Kapoor, are you suffering from migraine?” She asked as Yash took a deep breath before he nodded. Zoya nodded and stuffed something out of her purse and forwarded it to him.“No Zoya, I don’t take any medicines,” He said as he looked away.Zoya embrassingly pulled her hand back as she bite her inner cheek; “Maybe a head massage then?” She asked as Yash looked up at her surpised. He was sure no secretary ever offers servies like that to her employer aside form Rachel Di because she is more like an elder sister to him.Somehow even having anyone else touch him is unacceptable; he shared all those moments w
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