"Sahir, why are you doing this?" Zoya asked looking at his furious face."Love, whenever I look at a flower, I remember you! a little Zoya who craved for love, attention, gifts, every little thing you didn't get from your .."Sahir controlled his temper when he remembered Zoya's past. Her eyes moistened."And whenever I remember it, I just want to spend everything I earned on my flower. It gives me peace because I see your childhood in her" Sahir said. Zoya immediately hugged him. He exhaled sharply/"Uff love, you always choose the wrong time to romance,"Sahir said.Zoya hits on his chest and looked at him, he was already smiling at her.--

 Zahara in her room was getting bored. She tried to sleep, curled on her bed, shuffled from one side to another. She wasn't liking the new change at all. She missed her old place, her old room, her old lifestyle.Sahir had already warned her to not go out yet as the town is still new for her. She picked her cellphone and dialed her best friend. After talking for a while, Zahara told her about her boredom. Her friend told her to go out and have some fun. but Zahara knew her father will not let her go."Go out, visit some clubs, have some drinks, you will feel better " Her friend suggested over a call."No babe, it will not work. Daddy will never permit me to go out" Zahara told her."Come on Z, you are not a kid anymore, you also have a right to do whatever

  Zoya sighed looking at Sahir. He was impatiently waiting for her to talk." I overheard you talking on a call, to move out your old things from the orphanage and you were duffer enough to keep them in our basement.I invaded it after you went to sleep and found out some things which were kept open. Like your guns, some other violent things. I didn't know what they were but they looked dangerous. Then I decided to hide them and clean the room. But after cleaning it, it looked more empty and hollow so I put all my extra grocery shelves there and turned it into a storage room" Zoya said clasping her hands.Sahir was still staring at her. He didn't understand her."How can I do such mistake?" He facepalmed."Because you are still an Idiot, we have mo

  After Sahir came out showering his nerves out, he saw Zoya pacing around in the room."Love ..." He said.She stopped pacing around and looked at him."Pass me that kurta," He said shamelessly even though he was noticing her frustration.Zoya smiled at him. Sahir becomes confused.How can she smile when she is frustrated? Fishy. He thought and got ready for the war.Zoya walked to the bed and instead of picking up his kurta, she picked up the pillow and threw it at him.Sahir dodged bending down and flashed his most perfect white teeth smile. He stood keeping his hands on his waist.

  Zahara's POV His fist came in a speed to hit on my face. I tried to close my eyes not knowing what to do.Then I was pushed behind something. I gasped as that fist made its burning contact on a guy's face who came in between me and the other man.A little whimper let out from his mouth as he received a punch on his face.But in no second, his hand raised into a tight fist and gave a solid punch on that man's face.Then he turned his body back and looked at me."Are you okay?"His voice was soft enough exactly opposite to the punch he gifted to that man.From his disheveled thick hair, his dark brown eyes, bushy eyebrows, light stubble, to his