ASYA FF "REVENGE" - Chapter 19, Page 128 24/09/2014

Hello every one.. I am silent reader on this forum for some time now... the idea of writing and FF was there for quite some time but I was not able to put it on paper... finally i started this... I wish you guys like it...

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"Ladies and Gentlemen, please your hands together for our show stopper of Rohit Bal creations... Ms. ZOYA Farooqui"

Just then an angelic Diva stepped on the ramp. She was wearing a stunning RED lehenga from Rohit Bal's bridal collection. Her every step made people gasp in an awe.

She was one of the most sought after models in the industry. Not just successful model but she was also an aspiring entrepreneur. She was managing a Textile firm by name of "Zainab Creations".

But this strong, independent woman had a past... A past that made her the "ICE QUEEN" for her co-workers. She was heartbroken 3 years ago by SO CALLED love of her life... "ASAD AHMED KHAN" who used her to get his revenge from her Father

ASAD was watching Zoya walking the RAMP with so much elegance and perfection that for a second he forgot why he was there?? He admired her every move... her every feature... specially those chocolate brown eyes... Ohhh how easily he could forget the world once he looks into them...

ASAD was calm, calculative andruthless man. His life turned upside down when he was 12. He lost all feeling but one... He was angry and he decided to feed him only on that sole emotion...

ASAD was there to finish what he started 4 years ago... He knew he had broken ZOYA but he was there to shatter her so that she will never ever stand on her feet again... He wanted to finish his REVENGE and see her suffering...

To be cont.. Chapter 1

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INDEX- 

Chapter 1 - Page 2                              Chapter 16 - Page 102

Chapter 2 - Page 5                             Chapter 17 - Page 114               

Chapter 3 - Page 7                              Chapter 18 - Page 117                         

Chapter 4 - Page 13                             Chapter 19 - Page 128

Chapter 5- Page 18

Chapter 6 - Page 23

Chapter 7 - Page 28

Chapter 8 - Page 34

Chapter 9 - Page 38

Chapter 10 - Page 38

Chapter 11A - Page 45

Chapter 11B - Page 51

Chapter 12 - Page 57

Chapter 13 - Page 61

Chapter 14 - Page 68

Chapter 15 A - Page 78

Chapter 15B - Page 87

Chapter - 1 - "MISS ICE QUEEN"

SH#T!!! The ICE queen was angry... VERY VERY angry... She was not bothered that Mr. Sharma, a 40 year old accountant, sitting in front of her was completely humiliated and was shaking in fear. Somehow his state gave her satisfaction to the core.. SADIST!!! Yeah she was.. She loved the fact that she had power to make any man or woman feel like a WORM!!!!

She was ZOYA Farooqui after all. She could do anything... ruin anyone... Humility was not thing for her... It was in past... 3 years ago.. Till the time she was left on day of her NIKAAH by him...Life moulded her into the person she was today and she didn't have any regrets...

"So, Mr. Sharma... What we should do about you???? You want to accept that you are forging the accounts or you want me to call police and hand you over to them??? If I were you I would accept and resign... But guess u are not that smart..."Her voice was as cold as ICE and furious at the same time... It only made Mr. Sharma to shiver more...

She gave a quick glace to the entire staff of "Zainab creations" who stood there and watch the lioness eat Mr. Sharma alive... Bunch of loosers... She thought to herself... She kept her eyes on Mr. Sharma for some time and then gave a stare to the entire staff. She was not the favourite there and she knew some of them might be hating her for victimising Mr. Sharma but she had to find the real culprit before the entire thing got out of hand. She just wanted to scare the hell out of every one.

She gave a look to Mr. Sharma and sighed!!! Definitely not a good sign... Then she started to walk towards middle of the floor. She made sure everyone could hear her. "We have a lot of forged entries in our company accounts. I am already aware who all are involved into it. I have tracked all the mails exchanged between the respective people. So... If you are smart accept that you were involved and resign else I will make sure you rot in jail for rest of your life." With that she gave a quick glance to Mr. Sharma and left. 

That was the way to do things RIGHT... RUTHLESS, EMOTIONLESS and MERCILESS. Within few hours 5 of her employees from Marketing, Production, Accounts and Sales dept came forward and handed their resignations. Mr. Sharma was not in them... She asked her assistant Ayesha to call for him. She was looking very furious when Mr. Sharma entered her office.

One look to him and within fraction of a second her eyes softened and she gave him her rare, mesmerising smile... She was on feet and she hugged him. "Thanks a ton Sharma uncle. Because of you all these thieves are out of our office." Mr. Sharma was working with her for a long time now... He was one of her trusted set of people in this entire world. "Make sure you get all the details from them and they return what they stole from us and I don't want them to work for any one from now onwards... Please make sure that happens" With that she left her office to meet her best friend Nikhat.

On her way to Zeenat's studio she thought about the entire fiasco. Zainab creations was her new launched business and it was named after her mother. She was putting all her efforts in it. She made it a successful enterprise in span of 1 year only. Such idiots were not allowed to ruin her hard work and her mother's name. It was never money for her... Ohh she was rich.. FILTHY RICH... her granddad (Zainab's Father) Mr. Omar Farooqui gave her all his wealth in inheritance.

She was also blessed with Good looks.. Well only good looks will be understatement.. she had what termed as HOT BODY in her industry... And Looks to die for... That was the main reason why she was so successful in her modelling career. But her business acumen was also very strong. That had to be attributed to her father Mr. Gaffur Siddiqui... What a shame!!! Man she despised with all her will but could not get him out of her life.. as he was her father... But.. he betrayed her in everything he said or done for her... She just wished she could erase that name from her life.

She was brought back to reality when Nikhat waved at her standing front of her car. "Where are you lost??? Don't you wanna get ready?? You are walking ramp today!!! Don't tell me you forgot!!!"

Zoya nodded her head as she HAD forgotten that. She was not very serious as of her career as a model as she distributed all the money she received from it to MADARSAs... But a commitment is a commitment... She had to walk the ramp today and she will do it. "Yeah I know I forgot but then you are my make-up artist babes.. Chalo jaldi se mujhe ready kar do..." Zoya said with a smile.

Nikhat - "You got to be kidding me babes... We have to go to town to get ready... The show is in Colaba... Tum yeh bhi bhul gayi???... Zoya kya hua baby??? Are you all right???"

Zoya - "yeah I am fine little ditracted as a lot was happening in the office today. Khair lets go to Colaba and lets get done with this damn show!!"

Zoya was happy as Nikhat was with her... NIkhat was gem of a person and she was the only one Zoya had in her life... No Family.. No love.. Only Nikhat and those MADARSA kids.. That's all Zoya had...

They reached the place and within 1 hr Zoya was all decked up in "RED Lehenga" as she was the Show stopper for Rohit Bal's new bridal wear. There was still time for the show to start so Zoya relaxed in the make-up room only. Nikhat asked her "Where is KIM??"

Zoya's PR agent's name was KIM and Zoya didn't like her much. "I don't know" that's all she reverted to Nikhat.

Nikhat - KIM was saying you have to attend a party tonight?? Are you going???

Zoya - Not in this life time at least. You know me NIkhat, I don't attend these parties. I hate them to the core. I don't need any socialising at this moment. I have other plans anyways... I am going to meet Anwar and his friends at MADARSA. They wil be very happy and I will be very happy.

With that Ashley entered the room and he exclaimed "WOW!! ZOYA you look out of this world!!!" Ashley was the event coordinator. Zoya smiles at him and said "No need to lie Ashley.. you are being to nice to me" Ashley gave her a glare and told her to get ready as he show will start in another 5 mins.

Zoya walked towards the backdoor of the stage and suddenly it hit her... She was suddenly nervous... Her heart was beating erratically.. her breathing out of control.. Her plams sweaty... She was feeling the similar ache in her heart which she felt 4 years ago when she first saw HIM... But it was not possible was it??? He must be in Bhopal.. Why he would come here??? To Mumbai???

Zoya dismissed all the thoughts.. Composed herself and maintained the same expressionless face which she was supposed to... But Something was not right.. She was thinking about it when anchor announced her name as show stopper.. She started to walk the ramp.. within 3-4 steps she got her composure back but it was only illusion. When she reached the end of the stage and turned she saw HIM...

She was sure she made a mistake so she again turned half way on the ramp... Trained model that she was she pulled it so effortlessly that no one noticed it was not planned in the choreography and then she saw him... With the same disgusted look and smirk on his face, sat the one and only ASAD AHMED KHAN!!!!

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Hey please ignore my grammar and spelling mistakes!!! Next Chapter will have POV of ASAD .. I hope you guys enjoy it :)

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