𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐄𝐮𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚

11.

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Z I N A A Y A T

What did he think of himself? Like whatever he want he can do? No way. I mean if I sit on other boy's car he dosen't have to let sit any bitch on his car. But guess what this bastard wanted to give that bitch Anastha or whatever her name is a fucking ride.

Girlies don't get wrong Car Ride it is.
The other ride will only happened with me by Saadmaan Ahmed.

I was just wanted to play with him because he was ignoring me from past 2 weeks. Not that I'll go with a ride with Sam. He is a Sunshine but that doesn't mean I like him or something. I'm one man women dude. After playing some time I will eventually went home with him. But this bastard want to mess with me always.

30 minutes ago I got a massage from my mother. Where she said "Bring your Saadmaan at home at lunch. Don't be late and don't argue that he is not yours. Love you." This is what the massage says. I mean my mother have so many guts that she always tell me about him and hype me. If I'm delusional and it's main culprit is my Dearest Mother. Anyways back to the point.

So I was just messing around him but he has to do the same to me. Doesn't he knows that I don't like this Analog. Fucker. And that bitch,"Why not saad" how  dare to she give him a pet name. If I will wait any sec there I'll kill that bitch first then bit the shit out of this man who is currently driving us to my home.

The ride is silent, moreover I'm the one who talks more is silent, opps burning in anger how could he can do that. "Zinaayat is something wrong?" The audacity of this man. I didn't give any answer to his question as I stared outside the window. "Warda I'm asking you something." like as always his voice is deep  and hot but when he called me it's clam and deep at the same time. Still I didn't looked at him, suddenly the car stops with a jerk. I looked at him his face says so many things.

Eyes darkened, his lips has a perfect smirk like he will eat me alive. His dark black hair is messy and some on his forehead. His Spectacle which adding more sexiness. Everything is making me feel hot and I forgot that I was angry with him. I need this man all for myself. "Agar itna ghuroge toh main toh baarbad ho jayunga na mohtarma." His urdu will kill me I'm sure. And he called me "Mohtarma" oh my god I'm gonna die.

Girls if I die then understand that this man of mine talked me in urdu and killed me.

(If you stare so much, I will be ruined, darling.)

"Toh jaiye baarbad ho jaiye kisne roka hai." I somehow composed myself and answered him. His smirk widened and he smiled a little then he speaks "Aapne hukum diya hai toh-" he paused and bring his face closer to me, our faces are some inches way our breaths mixing with eachother, then he whispered in my ear "Woh bhi ho jayunga." As he said I shivered in these mere exchange of our breaths and his words. He is so hot man. My mind is out. I can't make any form of sentence, whenever I try it's all blank. My throat feels dry but he is still so close to me. After felt what like eternity he removed our distance and said "We are home."