The dreams of those female employee were shattered, they thought Arsal, Young man, single, From prestigious family, must be looking for some fun in office. They put extra efforts on how they look and how they talk for the next week. They worked even harder for Arsal to give them his most needed attention. But in the end, they returned home with sullen face and heart burning in desire for the man, who never glanced at them.
Arsal appeared to be more hard than once Arsalan was, Arsalan talked with them politely, listened to their excuses and gave them second chances. But Arsal, he doesn't know the word politeness. He speaks with everyone in the hard and harsh voice, that sends shivers down their spine. He doesn't listen certainly. And there was no need of second chance. If you make mistake, your fault, not time for repentance.
He was working alone, while trying to find the most needed secretary who wouldn't oogle at him and would do his work. He doesn't care if it's girl or a boy, he would gladly make any man his secretary but that was the problem. Womens, since the time they have heard the new CEO of shah corporations was hot piece of meat, there's a queue outside.
Every women just like wanted to be his secretary, he wouldn't have had a problem if it was not their nature, now he was going through alot of procedure and rules so he could finally get a secretary. Who would not throw themselves at him, but would actually assist him and work with him.
______________Having a new member in a few, that you never knew of, comes with alot of responsibility, compromises and even arguments but it gives you ultimate happiness too when you yourself are positive and loving person. And khan villa had those loving, caring and well mannered members that loved each other to the point where they would be ready to sacrifice everything in the name of love. Even if it was their most precious possession.
Azia's presence in their life also come with those compromise, arguments and responsibilities! She was now responsibility of ayaan who was trying his level best to ease her worries, her tension and fear around his family, the women in khan villa had to make like thousand of compromises! They never thought that having a daughter in law could get them full 10 hours of sleep without having any tension of waking up early nor having to care about home.
Azia blended out with them so well, she started doing everything without even anyone saying her anything. Hell the girl who could make seven lahori dishes for break fast could do anything. Or that was what everyone thought, when she took all the responsibility on her head.
Azia was afraid they erre going to complain to her family who had forgotten that they wedded their daughter, not sold her. She also didn't want to associate with her family.
While the arguments, or one sided taunting, teasing and humiliations increase day by day. Abeer wasn't a bad women, she wasn't a bitch. She never was. Yet only one glimse of happy couple and she was ready to tease a war.
She wouldn't leave a chance to taunt azia, about everything. About her weight, she was a little curvy but that was not something abeer can taunt her on, but she still does seeing the reaction azia gave her, she was a scardy cat and Abeer's puppet, Abeer even had made her insecure about her looks, her cooking, her dressing sense and even the love or the affection her husband shows her.
Azia had started to believe somewhere that it was ayaan's facade and he will soon show his real face. Oh how wrong she was. While she was taking every step after alot of struggles, ayaan was trying his best to control his burning love, affection and desire for his wife.
He started to adore the way she was in charge of his everything, from waking him, turning the geyser to staying up till he gets home and gives him his dinner, while sometime joining him and after alot of insisting from his side, feeding him with her hands too, while blushing like it was her first time blushing.
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