tangled in ties

"Tum hamesha apni marzi chalati ho, kyun?" Zayn's voice was sharp, his eyes narrowing at Aynoor, who stood unfazed, arms crossed.

"Arre, ab tak sab kuch aapki marzi se hi toh chalta aaya hai, Zayn. Life me time ke saath saath badlaav lana bahot zaruri hai." Aynoor replied with a teasing smirk, her carefree attitude only adding fuel to his simmering anger.

He stepped closer, towering over her, his voice dangerously low. "Yeh mera ghar hai, meri life hai, aur yahaan sab kuch meri marzi se hi hoga."

Aynoor raised an eyebrow, not backing down. "Mujhe koi shauk nahi hai aapke ghar me dakhalandazi karne ka. Main yahaan sirf Muskan ke liye aayi hoon, aapke liye nahi."

Her words hit a nerve, but the fire in her eyes was too hard to ignore. Zayn's jaw clenched, the heat between them rising as their arguments only seemed to pull them closer.

"Aynoor Qureshi" his voice was a warning, "Tum yahaan sirf ek mehman ho. Mehman ban kar raho. Apni dost ki shaadi attend karo aur chalti bano!"

She smirked again, leaned in, just inches from him, her breath warm against his skin. "Mr. Zayn Saifi, aap jitna mujhe apni zindagi se door karne ki koshish karenge, kismat mujhe utna hi aapke kareeb le aayegi. Toh behtar yahi hoga, ki aap apne aap par dhyaan dein... Mujh par nahi."

Two stubborn souls. One brewing storm. Neither ready to back down.

But in the tension of their fiery clashes, something else was ready to ignite.

Prepare yourself for an intense battle of wills.

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