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ZINAAYAT

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ZINAAYAT

"Good Morning Ms. Zinaayat Hassan, nice to meet you again"

It's fucking him.

It would be a lie if I say I never wanted to meet him, surely I did but seeing him after Four fucking years it's something I can barely express. He gives me something which I can never forget pain. He rejected me good for nothing reason, He rejected me in a worse possible way. Which I never imagined in my wildest dreams.

Still I remembere him, miss him and love him. And I hate myself for doing that, but I can't help.

I fucking hate him, but I love him.

And I just can't help.

He shouldn't be here, not today, not in this meeting. Because I can see it coming that he is the fucking boss of the company I just signed a contract. No.

"So you finally here?" asked Mr. Sheikh in a friendly yet annoyed-rude tone, he nod rolling his eyes.

"We are about to leave now Mr. Boss, and congratulations she signed the contract with your company." wait a second why the hell he is congratulating him in a different way like he planned it all and succeeded in it?

"Shut up and leave, I have some talk with Ms. Zinaayat" he said the half, looking directly in my eyes.

"Okay Boss I'm leaving" he said annoyingly and left with the manager.

"So after years isn't it?"

Don't let your emotions broke you, keep fight with them.

"Ye- yes after long. Never knew I'll meet you here, even when I don't have any interest to meet you" I said glaring him but he chuckled.

The audacity.

"But I was interested to meet you after all I owe you something" what he is actually talking about? And why the hell he wants to meet me?

"What do you mean?" I asked while confusion running on my face.

"Don't you know what I owe you?" he said coming close to me and maintaining the eye contact.

"Wh- what are you doing?" I want to look confident but my voice started stemming. Hell.

"I should do it years ago, but I was so stupid and I regret it" I almost bump with the wall and his face was so close to me.

God tell me I'm dreaming.

"What are you saying?" I said but it came out like a whisper.

When he was about to say-do something the door opened revealing Arnav Sheikh. Shit. We're not in a good position.

"Oops sorry, I didn't meant to come here to see it"

"What do you want?" Saadman questioned coldly but the deadly glare he gives was something new for me.

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