Not His Type Of Woman

12:Discussing Us

I present the much awaited chapter from Mr Big Shot's POV, I do hope you like it!

I was just about to finish my sentence when someone interrupted me, my blood ran cold as my eyes met Aliyana's

"She is but a worker at his firm, you know how it is, poor women love rich men" she smiled, her long nails tapping the side of her arm

It disgusted me that she would ever even think things like that about Zoya, it was true she was very ziddi, but being around her was a breath of fresh air and I knew she had no interest in my money, though it was difficult to understand sometimes if she saw me as a friend or more than that, as soon as I got to close, she always seemed to back away.

"You would know wouldnt you, after all this time, you're still chasing him in hopes he will be interested, but he isn't" I smiled at Zoya's reply, she was strong and independent and held her own very well

"Oh darling, you wouldnt understand what we shared, the intensity was just" I watched as Aliyana went to grab my hand only for Zoya to grab it first, offering her a death glare

"Intensity, really, im not seeing any sparks here, of course I wouldn't understand, relationships that only provide material gifts are beyond my understanding, I prefer them to have depth" I couldnt help but look down at her fingers entwined with mine, but I was still unsure whether she was protecting me as a friend or as more than that, I didnt want to scare her off, maybe I was putting to much pressure on her

"You wouldnt understand, you dont know Ads like I do" Aliyana's comment seemed to have made Zoya step back slightly, my hand dropping from hers, was it because she called me Ads? I had never asked Zoya to call me that because she was much more important, but it didnt seem that she understood it that way

"Mr Hooda what do you have to say about two women clearly fighting over you" one reporter asked

I blinked fast "There is no fight in my eyes, one woman has already won, as I was saying before I got interrupted" I looked at Aliyana which made Zoya snicker beside me. I grabbed Zoya's hand "I guess now is a better time than any, im dating at the moment"

Zoya's eyes widened, her head bowed quickly.

"Zoya, won't you atleast look at the camera" I suggested

She looked up at me, her jaw slightly dropping, then she pointed at herself, looking around she whispered "You're dating me"

I nodded "I thought you had already worked that out"

She gulped, looking at the camera, waving before pulling me away "My parents are going to see that, you do not understand just how bad this is going to be, now dont get me wrong, im overjoyed that we're dating, or did you just say that for the cameras, I dont know, anyway, the point here is that I"

I raised a brow, "Don't you ever breathe Zoya, calm down, this is nothing to be afraid of, I really meant what I said and if you're that worried, ill speak to your parents"

She pouted "You will do no such thing" her finger pointed out towards me, and I wanted nothing more than to kiss her, that seemed to be the only option that kept her quiet. "What if everyone thinks im after your money, I havent even told Noor, she will be so mad and"

I cut her off, dipping her slightly I pressed my lips to hers, her eyes were wide before they fluttered shut, I pulled away more quickly than I would have liked to, pleased to see her looking up at me, her fingers over her lips, her cheeks a ruby red

"Okay, I got the hint, you dont like the sound of my voice as much as I do, its fine" she smiled at me, knocking me back slightly, her beauty was ethereal, and it was starting to become harder and harder to control myself around her

XXX

It was later on in the evening when I watched Zoya on the phone to her sister.

"Yes, yes I know I didnt tell you, yes im sorry for that, I didnt even know myself, yes I know you hate me, no I havent had the chance to get you a souvenir from Paris, is me being happy not enough for you that I must spend money on you" Zoya sighed heavily

Chuckling I grabbed the phone from her hand, deciding to sort the matter out for myself "Hello Noor"

Zoya smiled at me, stepping closer so she could listen in

"Oh hey, you must be Mr"

Zoya interrupted her "Adi, Adi, call him Adi" she slapped her forehead with her hand

"Fine, Adi, I hope you intend to treat my Aapi well, because if you dont, I will find you and"

"Noor please" Zoya shouted "sh" she grabbed the phone back "Im losing signal, bye" then she cut it off. "Im sorry about her, she's just"

I shrugged "She's exactly like you, but sit down a second I want to talk to you"

"Uh, okay, am I in trouble or something" she smiled, but her eyes looked worried

"No, not at all, it's just im confused, everytime I get close, you back away, you say you've liked me for years, but is that just as friends, because if im wasting my time, you need to let me know"

Zoya looked down "As you know, ive spoken about some of my fears but thats not all, the thing is, im" she shook her head "I just don't want you to look at me differently when I tell you, I know I joke a lot, but this it just"

I bent down before her "You're what"

"Im..."

Yet another cliffhanger! Can anyone guess what she wants to say?

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