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" ZOYA....." came a shouting voice and she turned to see a fuming Aditya coming towards her.

" What the hell do you think you are doing..!!!! " Aditya grabbed her from arms, turning her face towards him, said in a deadly tone.

But before Zoya could say something, Mr. Batra spoke with his act.

" See, Mr. Hooda. How's your wife behaving with your guests..!!! " said Mr. Batra.

Aditya looked at him apologetically and Zoya fumed in anger.

" You bloody devil..!!! I swear......" spat Zoya but Aditya cut her in between.

" Shut up. Zoya..!!! "

" Is this for what you call us here...!!! I was just looking for a good company, but she...!! She just slapped me for it. " Mr. Batra said fiercely.

" And I will slap you one more if you didn't stop your drama. " Zoya glared at Mr. Batra.

" Enough Zoya...!!! Apologize to Mr. Batra right now..!! " Aditya said in a grave voice.

She looked at him like he grew some horns on his head.

" Like hell, I will...!!! " she exclaimed arrogantly.

He came closer to her and said in a seething tone.

" You are going to apologize right this moment. Or else..."

" Or else...??? " She chuckled mockingly.

" You can do whatever you want to do, but I am not going to apologize to this filth ever..!!" she declared in her firm voice and stormed out of there, fuming in anger.

Aditya looked at her retreating figure and cursed under his breath.

" You woke up the devil inside me, Zoya Siddiqui. " seethed he and went behind her.

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" What the hell do you think of yourself ? " shouted Aditya as soon as he reached their room.

His blood boiled to see her sitting on the sofa and reading a novel calmly.

When she didn't respond he grabbed the book from her hand and threw it in a corner of the room.

" You are going to pay for what you did at my party. " he grabbed her from her arm, making her stand in front of him.

His eyes were looking at her with so much hate right now, that for a moment Zoya thought, what she did to deserve this..!

" If you are asking payment for the cocktail, I drank. I'll pay it gladly. Other than that...I am going to pay nothing....!!! " she said so casually and that made his mood worsened more.

He shut his eyes for a moment before he does something violent, which he would regret in future.

" Don't test my patience, Mrs. Hooda. " he was back to being calm and deadly.

" Then let me go, for forever. " she said as a matter of fact.

He chuckled humourlessly.

" In your dreams, Mrs. Hooda...!!! You think you won after you made me embarrassed in front of my guests after comparing me with your loser dead husband. Or by slapping one of the most important guests. "

She fumed at that man's mention and he continued.

" You are wrong..!!!"

He came close to her, their face was just inches apart and their eyes were spitting fire.

" Maybe you started it better, but I am going to end it in the best way. I promise. " Aditya declared with a devilish smile.

She scoffed at his warning. " You didn't even know what exactly happened at that party. "

He ignored her jab as he continues along with his previous words.

" Be ready for tonight. Mrs. Hooda...!!! It's going to be a very very long night...!!! " he said with a vicious smile and left for the party to settle the mishap she caused.

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Zoya wouldn't care about his so call warning for the night. Because this time, she is in her sense, unlike the last time.

She had full confidence in herself that the man who left this room with his threat, can do nothing to her as long as she is wide awake and locked in this room.

She looked at the watch and it's almost 12 when she heard the knocking on the door.

She smiled cockily as she locked the door already.

But she got alerted when she heard the jingling sound of some keys.

The door opened with a creaked sound and she cursed under her breath.

" Are you ready to receive your gift, Mrs. Hooda...!!!! " exclaimed a fully drunk, Aditya.

Her eyes widened when he staggered and almost fall fully flat on his face. But he held himself on time.

" You know, What....!!!! I so much hate you. Do you know why? " he said coming towards her, wobbling on his feet.

He looked at her for a response, but all she sees him as a mere spectator.

He urged. " Ask naaa...!! Why ? " his foot strangled with the bed and he fell on it.

" Caref......" Zoya stopped herself from completing her words.

She looked at him skeptically as he chuckled dryly.

" Let me tell you why...!!!! " he said, trying to stand near the bed but failing miserably.

" You remind me of the betrayal of my best friend. " he said in a breaking voice.

" She was all, I could have as a companion. But your loser husband snatched her away from me. "

She shut her eyes as a tear rolled down on her cheek. That betrayal made her life hell. She lost the happy go lucky Zoya in her because of that.

"If she would have told me, that she wasn't happy being with me. I would let her go. But ........" he looked.

She looked at him with pained eyes at the reminder of her partner's unfaithfulness, and she got to see the exact emotion in his eyes.

His eyes were drooping low as he maintained to stand on his feet.

" I miss her, Mrs. Hooda. I miss her so much. " this was the last words before he fell on the bed again, going in his deep sleep after so much drinking.

Zoya looked at him sadly. She made him lay on the bed properly and lay down on the nearby Sofa, with her pillow and blanket.

They both are broken from inside and they can't do a thing to mend their heart.

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Tada...That's it for today.

I hope you are enjoying this.

Keep loving and Stay healthy.

Love
Ragika ❤️

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