Sahir leaned closer to her face, to capture her plump lips. But the ice cream cone once again came in between.She looked at him and burst into a laugh. This time she deliberately touched the ice cream cone to his nose.He looked at her narrowing his eyes. She moved closer to him, moving her toes up to get to his level, to wipe the cream on his nose.Grabbing this chance, he quickly wrapped his hands around her waist & roughly pulled her closer to his face. She gasped. He started rubbing his cream-filled nose on her nose and cheeks. She squeaked."Now perfect " He smirked mumbling moving away, looking at her red cream-filled nose.She looked at him in disbelief while he grinned at her mischievously pressing his lower lip between his teeth. She looked at the ice cream in her hand and throw it on his face.The empty cone left in her hand but the ice cream in it was all spread on his face. He looked at her controlling his frus

   Hussain felt jealous of Sultan. He has got everything, money, power, and now a woman! His fist clenched in anger as he gazed at the mansion.Since he saw the photo of their wedding, he had gone mad. He decided to catch them and burn them alive. He investigated the photo, looking for all the proofs in it, with the help of his Aapa. He got to know it has taken on the island. As Aapa told him, he searched for the rare private island out of India and when he found out one, he immediately went there with the men Aapa sent with him and landed on the island in the morning.He spits in the name of Sultan and Zoya. He marched inside the mansion and pulled out his gun."Come on coward Sultan, come out from your whore wife's arms .." He yelled. His eyes fell on the big expensive vase in front of him. He pointed his gun at it and shot it. The vase broke into millions of pieces. His eyes roamed around the living area and he started sho

   "I am so sorry," She said looking at him, a guilt flashed in her eyes. He moved closer and pulled her in his embrace. She burrowed her face deep in his chest."Love~ it's all right..I'm all good..you know it's for a while. It will go soon." He said controlling his sneezes. He didn't want her to get tensed more."I shouldn't poke you to jump..ya Allah. How stupid I'm" Zoya lowly muttered while looking down."My queen you have all rights on me," He said pulling her more close. She snuggled her nose in his bare chest. He rested his chin on his head, slowly caressing her back.Suddenly he heard her light sobs. His eyes widened. He parted from a hug to look at her and saw thick tears rolling down from her eyes.

 While Sahir snored lowly, Zoya searched for the remote on the bed and switched off the TV. She covered him in the duvet and looked at his face. Thin lines were there on his temple. She grazed her fingers on his temple, slowly, His lines vanished quickly. He looked calmer, his breathing looked stable and even."How innocent he looks while sleeping, like a baby but when he is awake, he becomes a beast, a mischievous sex thrived beast." she thought in her mind."My idiot duffer Sahir," she said chuckling a little and brushing her fingers in his soft hair.She noticed Sahir's face, few faint scars were there like it had on him lots of years ago. She grazed her fingers on those faded scars. She sighed thinking about what he had gone through that he got those all scars. She further grazed her fingers on his thick eyebrows, then on his cheekbones, on his stubbl

  Sahir went inside one abandoned shop of old Mafian's spot. He looked around and found one old aged man sitting at his table. He went near him.The old man was looking down. Sahir tried to speak in Japanese with him."Nihao ..waa taa shii waa.. umm.. jetto""English is fine" the old man cut his talk in between and said. Sahir sighed."Oh, I want to rent one jet," Sahir saidThe old man looked up at him and stared at him for a while."Are you Sultan?"Sahir frowned but he masked it quickly.