Fasaana | फसाना | فسانا
:a tale; a romance; a fiction
Zoya had spent her entire life adhering to societal and parental rules, feeling trapped like a bird in a cage. But what happens when she decides to shatter those restrictions and soar freely?
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I drive down different roads, but they all lead back to you.
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The next day Kian had texted Zoya to ask if they could go for brunch, to which she agreed. After spending her morning with Sehrish, she showered and got ready to leave by noon.
When he texted her that he would reach in five minutes, she wore her brown boots and left the home. Coincidentally she ran into Shahveer in the corridor. He was picking up the newspaper from outside his door.
"Hey," He smiled, which was followed by a yawn.
"Did you just wake up?" She asked.
He nodded and rubbed his eyes. That made her mentally swoon.
"Where are you going?" He asked as he checked her out shamelessly. In his defense, she looked stunning in her black pants and oversized gray sweater.
"Brunch with my best friend." She said to him.
"Aarti?"
She shook her head. "Kian. We met during MBA and since then, he has been one of my closest people."
"Okay,"
"I am going to tell him about you today." She grinned.
"Really?" He sexily raised an eyebrow and walked closer to her. "And what exactly are you going to tell him?"
"That I have met a gray-eyed handsome man," She put her arms around his waist, "and I sort of like him."
"Sort of?" He rested his palm on her back and jerked her forward.
"Yeah, sort off."
"I think it is much more than just sort of." He whispered and tried to kiss her, but she moved away instantly.
"We're in the corridor. Anyone can walk in on us." She told him.
He shrugged. "I don't care."
She shook her head and pressed the button to call the lift.
He grabbed a hold of her again and pouted cutely, "Come on, just one small kiss."
"No."
"Zoya, it is Sunday. You're not spending it with me. At least leave me with a kiss."
"Stop behaving like Sehrish." She laughed.
He pouted some more and folded both his arms on his chest.
That made him look so adorable that she couldn’t resist it. So she came closer and pecked him quickly. "Miss me!"
"Oh," He held her face and brought her close again, "I already miss you, sweetheart." And with that, he joined their lips again in a hot kiss.
