Match Made In Hell ✔️

A Match Made In Hell

4 years later :

In the dim, soft light filtering through the curtains Zain lay awake, admiring his sleeping wife nestled in his arms, the same woman he'd fallen for 26 years ago, still taking his breath away just by lying beside him. A soft smile tugging at his lips as his eyes trace every contour of her angelic face resting on his chest, praising her beauty with every moment of his eyes. She was looking cute and adorable clad in his T-shirt. Her long brown hair spilled across the sheets in gentle waves, which seemed almost deliberate, as if they'd arranged themselves to frame her face perfectly.

He could see the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest, steady and calm, each breath drawing him closer to her. She looked so peaceful, so completely at ease. In sleep, all the little worries she carried during the day had vanished, and her face had softened, looking almost like the girl he had first fallen in love with. That cute little newborn baby!!!

How many times had he looked at her like this over the years, yet it still felt like the first time!!!

4 years! It has been 4 years of their marriage, 4 years of their relationship and togetherness, and it has been nothing but pure bliss. Now they think if it wouldn't have been for their parents' force, they wouldn't even think of marrying each other at that time, consumed by mutual hate or that's what they thought so. Eventually, they overcame it, cleared their misunderstandings, and came this far, becoming a firm force that no one can separate. They had built a life together in New York by sticking to each other's side, supporting each other, and struggling together, rising to the height of success. Although their bond remained the same just as it was four years ago, like Tom and Jerry. They'd fight, bicker and quarrel over every single thing, yet they couldn't live without each other either at the end of the day.

What made their bond truly special was the fact that, from the very beginning until now, nothing about their relationship had changed. The way they were before marriage remained exactly the same even after all these years of being married. Except for one thing: now they trusted each other more than even their own breaths.

Zain felt proud every time he called himself her husband. After completing her higher studies, Zoya ditched the idea of joining their family business and rather opened her own fragrance brand 'Zaiya Perfumes'. The fact that she named her brand merging their names Zain + Zoya = Zaiya was enough to elevate him to the seventh sky. It depicts the love she has for him and how their relationship means the world to her. One of the reasons for naming that Zain played a vital role in helping her establish and run the business. He was there for her at every step, at every stage, offering support and guidance whenever she faced challenges. Today, as she stands at the height of her achievements, she acknowledges that, alongside her own hard work, Zain's unwavering support and contributions played an equal integral role in her journey.

As Zoya's business began to flourish, she and Zain often indulged in friendly competitions to see who could convince other companies to collaborate with them. Zain would intentionally tone down his presentations, ensuring Zoya stood out and won the deal. He'd often do that to help her secure contracts, knowing she was still new to the field and needed to make her name. With his extensive experience, losing out on a contract or two didn't bother him much, nor did it affect his company in any way. It was all part of the fun and a way to support her journey.

Initially, Zoya didn't realize that Zain was deliberately letting her win. However, when she found out and confronted him about why he would do that, he always had the same answer, "Zain Malik poori duniya ke samne haar sakta hai par kabhi Zoya Malik ko haarne nahi dega."

To the world, Zoya was an independent boss lady, fierce yet gentle, bold yet soft. She carried herself with an aura of grace as she moved through the world. Her strength, her kindness, always captivates those around her. But to Zain, she was still that childish, immature, careless spoiled brat, his little witch, his little princess, and his entire world.