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Chapter 17: Its party time

The night was cold . A chill breeze blew on Aditya's face making his eyes twitch. He felt the gust of wind. Inhaling deeply as if his life dependent on it . He didn't feel like opening his eyes . Ofcourse he wouldn't . The moments spent with Zoya hours back brought nothing but a smile on his charming face. Today he didn't regret about his actions. Don't know from where he got this feeling but whatever he did felt right. He has Pooja in his life . His lover and to be wife. He did realise that but he only reflexed emotions for Zoya and this time it was more. Zoya came into his life out of nowhere. She later taught Pooja what a relationship means. She understands him like no one else does and this amazed him. Pooja never made an attempt to connect emotionally.

What astonished him was how he was able to open up freely in front of Zoya. He never discussed his family issues even with Pooja. It's not that he did not try to share it with her . It's just that she wasn't ready to listen him. All she concerned was for her career, her lifestyle and reputation. There was minimal care, respect and understanding from her side. Instead she craved for him physically, not mentally.

Zoya gave him a different sense of comfort where he couldn't help but dissolve himself into the land of emotions. She made him realise the worth of few things in life. She came like a sunlight brightening his and his family's life. She gave him his family back and also saved his parents. She was here for a reason and that was to make his life colourful in every way.

"I realised one thing today Zoya. Iam not drawn towards you just for your beauty but for your golden heart. You gave me my world and happiness at the same time."  Aditya said to himself .

He then played their moment in office in his mind again smiling to himself .

"Truth is , it does affect you. I affect you Zoya Siddiqui ." He smirked. He layed on sofa . Eyes shutting automatically . A lot has happened in a day. A lot .

*****

Next day

"Is the work done?" A person asks over call

"I tried to shoo...shoot but she got saved . A girl saved her."

"Shut up" the person shouted at the top most voice.

"How can you do this? Huh? And you call yourself some professional shooter!" 

"Iam... Iam sorry .. it won't happen again. I'll make sure she dies." The man responded.

"That'll happen only if you get a chance. And you really think you'll have one?"

"Pleas... please . I'll do it ." The man said nervously.

"And now you don't even have a chance for living this life happily. Ttch ttch ttch!"

"Mean... means?" The man became nervous.

"You'll know that in five seconds ." The person said with a smirk.

"Please ... what you're going to do?"

"One ... two... three..." the person started the countdown.

"Wha.. what will you do ... please don't do anything"

"Four... and ... five. Goodbye you asshole."

As soon as the person said it , a loud sound of bullet firing was heard on the phone. The person gave an evil smirk.

"Agar koi shadayantra (conspiracy) aapke mann ke mutabik na ho, toh uss shadayantra ke wajood ko mita Dena chahiye."  Saying this the person cut the call breaking the pencil which the person clutched in hands.