When the clouds tore apart

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Present day...

"Hey, man Adi kamaal hai tu! You proved today that you are Aditya Hooda dude you crushed that middle class Yash Arora even in his death. How dare he touch your wife now that bastard will be tortured even in death as you will be touching his wife forever". The drunken voice of Karan was the last thing he wanted to hear so he was about to cut off the phone when he heard a soft stifle from the door. He gulped his scotch and the glass thudded on the table, she garbed on bridal attire made his head spin, without another thought he whisked and in the next moment her delicate form was in his arms. Her body pressed tightly to his naked chest, Zoya tried to free herself by placing her left hand on his chest only to make him breathe harder. Their eyes were locked, his dark with unknown passion whereas hers red due to the enormous tears she had shed in the last few days. He moved towards the large king size bed placing her at the centre. She hated herself being breathless under his fixed gaze, 

"Why are you crying" his harsh voice matched his intense gaze.

"Did you feel bad about your ex dead husband Miss ah no Mrs. Zoya Aditya Hooda" his breath mixed with alcohol fanned her neck.

'I already knew what I was getting myself into when I married you', her voice was timid but those big brown doe eyes had fire in them. 

"I can crush you in my arms and do things to you that you will cry over for the rest of your life and I will not regret at all." His nose was rubbing her neck, Zoya clasped her hands together for the fear which engulfed her at the moment was undescribable. 

Aditya continued gazing at her fragile frame shaking timidly, he rushed out of the room for he knew alcohol mixed with her tender form was a deadly combination if he stayed for a little more he would be drown in the whirlpool of passion which would lead to devastating repercussions. Zoya clasped her knees tighter to her chest as tears flooded her eyes for she longed for home, her family, everything comfortable, for Aditya Hooda was everything unfamiliar and uncomfortable.



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