Match Made In Hell

It was all a fake Drama

A/N: I'm really sorry for this late update my dear readers. Believe me this chapter was so challenging for me to write therefore it took me more than two weeks to pen it down and still I'm not somewhat satisfied but anyways, Enjoy!!!

~When two strong individuals join forces, they don't compete, they collaborate and conquer the world together. This is what you call a power couple ~

Next day, Minal made her way into the lounge, beaming. Her steps were heavy with excitement. A moment ago she had received a text from Zain, he had asked her to meet him in the lounge. As she steps inside, her hazel eyes dart around in search of his familiar figure. Instead she freezes upon finding not only him but everyone seated including Adeel and his mother, Hira. She took in the people and felt the weight of everyone's gazes on her.

Wasn't they supposed to be alone?? Why was every single member present there??

Oh God!!! Is Zain going to reveal his intention of marrying her?? Suddenly Minal's heart began to race with nervousness and anxiety, fearing the upcoming outcome. She can't quite grasp the reason for the gathering. Her eyes narrow slightly as she tries to read the situation, scanning the room once more before her gaze settles back on him.

Minal peeked in the direction of Zain who was semi leaning on the sofa with a relaxed posture. His back was partially reclined, resting against the sofa. Both arms extended outward and comfortably rested on the sofa's armrests. His legs are loosely crossed at the ankles, adding to the relaxed posture. Meanwhile his facial expressions were clearly indicating how bored and uninterested he was feeling with whatever going on. He didn't even spare her a glance, much to her dismay.

Minal huffed and quietly walked to the empty space and slumped down. Her gaze meets Adeel this time and her eyes speak the words 'what's going on here?' He in response just slightly shrugged, having no clue as well.

The room was enveloped with silence and the air was thick with tension. Everyone sat in anticipation, eyes quietly searching for an explanation, wondering why they had been summoned there so unexpectedly.

"Sorry for keeping y'all waiting." Zoya's voice finally put an end to their anticipation as she walked inside with all her glory, exuding an air of grace, power and confidence.

Minal took in her appearance, squinting her eyes. Why the hell was she dressed up too much?? Zoya was clad in a lilac co-ords set. The pastel shade complements her radiant complexion, giving her an ethereal glow. Her makeup was subtle with a nude palette that enhanced her natural beauty. Her brown wavy hair was secured into a sleek high ponytail with a cute bow scrunchie. A few strands framing her angelic face while two small bow-shaped clips are adorned on the side of her head, adding a whimsical charm to her appearance.

Zoya felt everyone's eyes on her, even Zain. She noticed the shift of emotions on his straight face as he couldn't take his eyes off her but she paid him no heed, hiding her smirk knowing the effect she still holds over him.

"Zoi, what's the matter? Why have you called everyone here?" Meera spoke impatiently, prompting others to nod along with her.

"As you all are aware of what recently transpired between me and Zain." Zoya begins, pacing around the room. Her each step grace with elegance, her hands crossed on her back while everyone followed her moves, holding their breaths.

She paused and glanced at her husband. Their eyes met and in that brief contact, a shared understanding passed between them. A faint smirk tugged at the corners of their lips as Zain nodded for her to continue.

With that silent encouragement, Zoya averted her eyes back to the members and declared, "So the thing is we ain't getting divorce. It was all a fake drama!!!"