Violent love | Adiya

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Zoya enters the huge ballroom, wiping her palms over her saree slightly nervous. It doesn't matter if she has worked in a company and has seen many of the people in this room, it is not really her nature to be the star of the evening. That is a quality that Aditya has , he can charm the entire room. She wonders sometimes if people would find out the real him , the one he is behind the closed doors, unabashed, scared, violent , suffering under the scars of his past when they look at those sparkling eyes and that charming smile etched on his lips. I

Her eyes flick over the entire room, going over people dressed in suits and cocktail dresses as she steps inside completely. She gulps hoping for a nice drink and makes her way to the bar. Dropping on the bar stool she quickly orders her drink she always has for such occasions.

"A straight vodka, dry with only two olives" she smiles at the bartender who only nods proceeding to make the said drink and she turns around continuing to look around.

Her eyes are searching for the one and only person , her husband in the entire room. The one who left her as soon as he got out of the car. She sighs softly not seeing him anywhere and then start to look for the particular woman who is keeping him from her these days. She swears one of these days, well as soon as Aditya deals with the damn deal, she is going to show that woman.

"My fist"she mumbles to herself with a smirk. She turns around as the bartender calls her placing the drink on the table. She smiles at him thankfully before taking a sip. She is about to place the glass down that someone calls her from behind, taking her attention

"Bhabhi!" Arjun smiles widely, bringing her into a hug that she warmly returns before she notices her assistant behind him, dressed in a purple cocktail with a silver and black neckline.

"Anchal ! What are you doing here?"she smiles at her beconing her over them and watches with a smile and twinkling eyes, winking at Arjun as the ever so hyper Anchal walks towards them rather shyly.

"Oh, Ma'am actually. Arjun asked me to come"she smiles nervously and Zoya waves her hand away scrunching her nose softly.

"No need to call me Ma'am. For tonight, I am Zoya. Zoya Hooda " she smiles and Anchal smiles at her taking the drink glass provided by Arjun.

"Are you already drunk Bhabhi?" Arjun asks raising his eyebrow and Zoya shakes her head negatively sipping slowly.

"Where is Bhai anyways?"he asks looking around and all Zoya can do but mutter back to him.

"Don't ask me. I've been looking as well. Must be with that witch"

Both Arjun and Anchal give each other a look before Arjun shakes his head in disappointment. He knows his brother could never treat Zoya right. The only time he did was when they were young and when he has his weird moments. He always thought she deserved way better and was never the one to hold back to say the same. But he is selfish and does love his brother, and therefore, he knows that however bit left of humanity in Aditya , is all thanks to Zoya. Knows for a fact that if Zoya wouldn't have been in their life, he would have definitely turned into drug lord or mafia. She kept him centered, somehow. Although, he never can say anything about his brother

They all engage in a small conversation , talking about Arjun's recent travels as the evening passes on. Zoya even makes her desire to see some of her favouriate places known. Its when Anchal is telling her girls road trip story that Zoya pats Arjun's shoulder rather harshly making him glare at her. But the daggers shooting from her eyes makes him turn his head, and look behind him. All three of them turn to see none other than Aditya with Sneha talking in one of the large circle.

"They look like they are talking about the deal right now. Zoya bhabhi, I've heard Sneha is going to give one of her company's of 50 million dollars to Bhai" he says making Zoya look at him with wide eyes. Aditya was right, this was a pretty important deal. But why the hell Aditya wants a 50 million company, they are already at the top and far more rich.