LOGIN"Well, Myra,” he whispers, his voice low and seductive, "being late comes with consequences because I hate when somebody makes me wait." "What kind of consequences?" | asked, my heart pounding. Zayn's gaze intensified as he looked into my eyes. "The consequence, Cupcake," he huskily murmured, "that I'm going to have to punish you." ••• Myra Oberoi, a symbol of sweetness and kindness, held a heart of gold despite her troubled past. Zayn Hunt, the merciless Mafia King, had a reputation for crushing anyone who dared to cross him. He was a cold-hearted king, while she was a kind-hearted conqueror. He was a dangerous flame, and she was as fragile as water. Yet, their hearts entwined, and she ruled the heart of the Mafia who ruled the world. Her father tortured her throughout her life, and she thought Zayn was no saint. Yet, against all odds, he filled her life with happiness and love. However, fate played a cruel game, tearing them apart and leaving them to face a heartbreaking separation. What does fate have in store for these two souls? Will they ever find their way back to each other?
View MoreZayn’s P.O.V. I entered the room and my heart pierced as I saw her sobbing, sitting on the edge of the bed. I don’t know what I’m going to say to her, and I don’t know how to console her. I’ve never talked softly with anyone, so I don’t know how to say sweet things to cheer someone up. However, seeing her, I want to do something for her. I desperately want to do something that might bring a smile to her face or stop the tears she is shedding, which are piercing my heart. Shaking my thoughts away, I took a few steps closer to her. “Myr- Myra—” As she looked at me, she stood up immediately in fright, making my heart ache. I didn’t want her to be afraid of me. Never! I approached her and gently cupped her face with my palms. She was looking down, but as soon as my palm touched her, she slowly lifted her hazel eyes to meet mine. We kept staring at each other, but her eyes continued to shed tears, which made me feel even more guilty. “Hey, please don’t cry. You look beautiful
Kabir’s P.O.V.Zayn and I were heading towards his room, both of us seething with anger towards the culprit who had dared to steal the file.Zayn was striding ahead, his steps quickened by his fury, and I hurried to keep pace with him, but out of nowhere, someone yanked me into a corner, leaving me completely shocked.Then, my eyes fell on a person standing in front of me with a smiling face.It was Roshini."You're here? Damn. Was the whole 24 hours of no chatting and calling just an act? You came all this way for me?" She exclaimed, her smile widening, catching me off guard.I opened my mouth to explain that her assumptions were incorrect, but she didn't let me speak."Was I so irresistible that you couldn't resist?" She teased, raising an eyebrow as she flashed a mischievous grin."Rosh-"Before I could finish my sentence, she pressed her lips against mine, pulling me closer by my collar, leaving me stunned. I forgot everything as I responded to the kiss, gripping her waist and pu
Zayn’s P.O.V.As I headed to the airport after confronting my enemy, I was consumed by rage. The person who had shattered my life was living freely, and I couldn’t allow him to find peace, not anymore.My mind churned with the intensity of my fury towards him. He had been within arm’s reach, and I had yearned to end him, to make him suffer.“Relax, Zayn. Please. I understand your feelings. I feel the same, but we need to stay composed.” Kabir said, placing his hand on my shoulder, sitting beside me in the car backseat.“I wanted to kill him, Kabir. Brutally.” I confessed, my gaze burning with fury.“I understand, man. I feel the same. But today, everything unfolded just as we expected,” he replied, and I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself.The meeting and the after-party had proceeded smoothly, and as we had planned, Oberoi himself had approached me regarding the Pune branch of the hotel we intended to open.Well, why wouldn't he? Getting a partnership with a number one billionaire
Zayn’s P.O.V."Zayn, are you ready?" Kabir asked on the call as I stood wearing my black tuxedo with a black shirt.After returning to the room from the garden, I took a hot shower to try to divert my mind from everything.Now it was around 9:30 a.m., and I was all set to leave. Today was very important to me. In the meeting, I would finally confront that rascal Oberoi.We had everything planned; now all we had to do was wait and see how he would approach me. My blood was already boiling at the thought of him. Today, I would finally meet him, and I already had an urge to kill him right there. But no, I decided to wait. I would kill him, but slowly and steadily, making him beg."Yes," I replied. Kabir and Marco were already waiting for me in Pune, with the meeting scheduled for around 11."Don't be late," Kabir teased, and I knew where he was going with that."It's an important day, Kabir. Very important," I replied before ending the call.Exhaling deeply, I reminded myself to stay foc






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