TIME DECIDE WHO YOU MEET IN YOUR LIFE, YOUR HEART DECIDES WHO YOU WANT IN YOUR LIFE, AND YOUR BEHAVIOUR DECIDES WHO STAYS IN YOUR LIFE.
ZAHA ARYA
A beautiful soul, loves to keep everyone happy. Zaha is a 20 years old simple girl. Her aura oozes out...
Devyn drew Zaha along with him and hid behind a nearby car. It was almost as if he was concealing Zaha from them. Devyn, check to see if the photographer is still present. He noticed them standing there with their cameras ready to photograph Devyn.
Zaha, on the other hand, was gently pushing him away from him. He looked down, but she was already staring at him, her eyes wide.
Zaha was staring at him. She was concerned because she didn't want anyone to tarnish both his and her names. Don't worry, little flower, I'll get you out of here safely, he said as he cupped her flushed cheeks. No, I'm not considering it. I don't want to be the one who ruins your name.
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If any other girl in her situation tries to use this to get their name associated with mine. I've been in a similar situation before, but this time she's concerned about him. They were both looking into each other's eyes, oblivious to the fact that someone was approaching them with a disgusted expression.
What are you doing behind my car's back, man? Get yourself a room. Devyn was about to punch the man who had dared to speak ill of them.
Zaha, on the other hand, held his hands and was surprised to see the person. Why is he still present? That was the only thing that came to mind for her.
Angel! What are you doing here? I mistook it for someone else.Zaha laughed awkwardly, unsure what to say. We were just checking the vehicle. My boyfriend wants to buy this model for a long time. we are simply checking it. There is nothing else.
Angel, please. Now I know you really have a boyfriend. But by calling him boyfriend, you're breaking my already broken heart. That kid's whining made me want to puke on his car.I'm waiting for her response. She didn't say anything, but her flushed cheeks spoke volumes.
Can you give us a ride home, Jared? Because there was a problem with his car. She inquired without responding to the previous question. And what's the matter with my Mercedes?I drew her away, keeping a safe distance from that crackhead Jared.
Why did you seek his help? She, on the other hand, looked over his shoulder and drew him down to her level. That photographer is still there; how are you going to get to your car? If he assists us, we will be able to return home. She explained her strategy as if they were solving a military problem. He paused for a moment before proceeding to where the crackhead Jared was waiting.
Actually, my boyfriend, Dev, does not wish to bother you. But,I said Jared will help us. Jared nodded, glad that he'll be able to spend some time with her; of course, her boyfriend Dev will be there as well.
They boarded, and when Zaha noticed the photographer on Devyn's side, she cupped his cheeks and turned his head towards her. Devyn was stunned and couldn't say anything. It felt so good to have her little hands on his cheeks.
She then draw her hands back and kept it on lap once they were out of the parking lot. Jared continued to engage her in conversation, and she simply responded. While Devyn sent a message to one of his most trusted men, Harry, asking him to look after the paparazzi.
He doesn't have to do anything if he only has his photo. If he was caught with Zaha, the media would dig into her, spreading rumours that they were dating or labelling her as one of his flings. That is something he does not want to happen. He'll look after her.He'll keep her safe from everyone and everything. Where should I drop you off, Angel? You didn't say anything to me. She realised they hadn't given him the address at that point. Should she tell him to her place or Devyn's penthouse? She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't notice the two males staring at her, waiting for her to respond.
I'm coming with you, Ingrid told me to come to your apartment so we can party, Zaha scooted close to Devyn and whispered. When she spoke in his ear, Devyn got goosebumps all over his body. He clenched his fists, fighting the urge to kiss her. Jared whisked them away to his opulent penthouse. Devyn remembered how he first met her, how she was shifting on her feet when they were alone in the elevator, how she had no idea even though they were standing on the same doorstep, when they stepped into the elevator.
The ding jolted him out of his reverie, and she was already walking out the door, so he quickly exited and followed her. He typed in the password, took off his shoes, and she took off her heels.
He motioned for her to go to Ingrid's room while he freshened up in his own. He ordered the wrong food for her, and now he wants to make it right, so he'll ask for her favourite recipe, which he'll make for her without hesitation.
When Zaha got to Ingrid's room, she tried to open the door, but it wouldn't open. It was no longer open! She dialled her number right away. She answered the phone just as she was about to cut.
When are you coming here, Ingrid?
Where? Ingrid's sleepy voice came through.
To your brother's penthouse. I'm waiting for you.
What are you doing there?
What! You mentioned that we could have a party.
My father drove me home. He told me to come with him because there were paparazzi. And I thought you'd gone home.
Fine. I'm leaving.
No, don't leave. Stay put. I'll go there in the morning.
No, no, I'm leaving.
What? How? It's already late. Zaha, please stay. I'm drowsyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy The line then went silent. She called her again, but she didn't answer.
She went into the living room and waited for Devyn. When he arrived, she informed him that shewas leaving.
It's already pouring outside, and you won't be able to hail a cab from here. Devyn informed her, who appeared to be on the verge of passing out as a result of the information. But it's already late. Simply stay here. I'd like to cook something for you because I ruined your appetite. He doesn't want to force her to stay with him because that's the last thing he wants to do.
DEVYN VOZENILEK WISHES TO COOK FOR HER! Did he really say that? How could she say no to food when just hearing it made her stomach grumble as if she hadn't fed it for days? Furthermore, Ingrid stated that Devyn cooks exceptionally well, so she agreed. But the poor girl forgot that her only problem, which she is keeping hidden from everyone, including her family, would be revealed to him. She never stayed with anyone, and if Ingrid asked her, she would make excuses and avoid, which is what she tried to do today. Today, however, even the rain is conspiring against her.
