~~~JESSICA's POV~~~

I confusingly glared at Adeel as he blubbered something to a chic. I couldn't quite understand but, With what I picked up, it was definitely not english. Knowing him, I could just tell that he was, for sure, flirting with her like he does all the time!

That word that Preet used for Hussain- something that meant monkey- suits Adeel better. Jumping from one girl to another and that too- shamelessly.

"And people call me Adeel but, you can call me tonight!" I heard him conclude as a rose appeared in his hand out of nowhere. I blinked and shook my head. What an ass!

"I'd rather dump my mobile," the girl commented and walked off. I chocked on her response while Adeel watched her walking away from him.

"Well, you will still have your landline!" He said after a few seconds but, I doubt she heard him.

I laughed and Adeel looked at me. "What are you laughing at?" He asked as he kept the Rose back in his coat's pocket.

You.

"Where is Asmaara?" Preet voice brought my attention back to the table. She made her way towards us and Hussain stood up. He pulled out a chair for her but, she completely ignored him.

"I don't know- last time I saw her was when she was with you, Shehry" she added while sitting down on the other chair. To save Hussain from some embarrassment, Adeel came and took the seat that Hussain had pulled out. I shifted my chair slightly away from him and I bet that he noticed.

My phone buzzed and I looked down at it. Sean. Ugh not again. Some guys just can't handle rejection what so ever. I am so over that dude- actually no- that stalker.

"Soha and I saw her with that guy over there before she walked out and I don't know the rest," I said and pointed towards a well dressed man. He wore blue-ish grey formals and had short, gelled hair.

"Let's go ask him?" Shehry suggested and Preet was back on her feet. They both walked off and Hussain followed after.

"Beautiful," I heard a mere whisper coming from my right and I rolled my eyes. When he can't find anyone else, he comes to me. Silly miss Jessica Waters- always there for her so called friends.

"You know what? Save it!" I snapped at Adeel and got up before he could pull that rose out of his pocket again. "But I just wanted to ask if I could have it back!" He stood up and defended himself.

"Have what back?" I frowned at him. Thinking back to all of our meetings, I couldn't work out what exactly I had taken from him.

Smirking, Adeel stepped forward and I bent back a little, "My breath.... you just took it away."

Ugh.

"Just great!" I groaned before my phone buzzed again. Paige the boss.

"I get a night off," I answered the call once I was away from Adeel. "But, your cell doesn't," she replied in her ever so bossy tone, "why haven't you been answering Sean's calls?"

Seriously, who cares?

"Because I didn't feel like it," I replied, lamely.

She groaned before replying, "you know, mother would love it if you give it a try. None of your other relationships have worked and she really wants you to settle down- if not have a career."

Mother. Eww. Where is she? 70's?

And no- those didn't fail because of me. I can't help it if the guys I have ever laid my eye on, turned out as complete jerks. In fact, I can see one right in front of me.

"And you know what? I don't even feel like sticking to this call for long," I sang, twirling around in my gown. I leaned against the wall and watched all the figures swiftly moving around.

"What? Jess- don't!" Paige's voice caught me just when my eyes fell on a particular figure again.

"You know what? I'll meet him at dinner tomorrow. One last try."

~~~WAQAS' POV~~~

"You need to calm down!" I told Malvika while she kept blabbering God knows what. "Calm down? You are telling me to calm down? It may not be a big deal for you but, for me it is!"

"I know, ok?" I snapped, unwillingly, "but I had to sign the papers for Manik's sakes! His life is more important for me than your ego!"

"Ego?" She frowned at me and looked away, "since the day I conceived him, he has been my responsibility and no one had the right to come along and question me about his father."

"Mal-" I tried but she didn't stop yelling.

"And no one has the right to take that spot!" She finished and I exhaled a loud enough sigh. Not even if someone really willing to?

She ran a hand through her hair and leaned against the concrete wall, "Manik sirf mera beta hai and this world needs to understand that!"

I chose not to say anything and kept a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently, reassuring her that I am here.

For her. With her.

Forever.

~~~SHEHRY's POV~~~

She is no where to be found. No one knows where she is. Kahaan gayi Ye? With every passing second, my heart was getting heavier and heavier- thinking about the possible scenarios. I really want to focus on all the positive things that could be the reason behind her disappearance but, it's impossible to ignore the negatives.

"Asmaara dikhi?" Apparently the guy, Jess had pointed at, was Dr Bilal. Some old family friend of Khan's.

"Nahi," I sighed. Woh dikhti toh main kya Yahaan aise khara hota?

"Last time I saw her was when she was going towards the rest room," Bilal informed me. Bari jaldi yaad aaya mention karna?

I looked over at the long corridor and ran my way towards the restroom. I furiously knocked on the door, trying to get an answer but, no one replied. I punched the Door in frustration.

"Dude look!" Adeel called out from the far end of the corridor and pointed towards the floor.

My eyes traced down to a silver mask. I picked it up and ran my fingers on the fine glass sequins. It was very familiar- it was A feminine version of mine. It was Asmaara's. I looked up at Adeel, who was now beside me, and frowned. He ran his hands through his hair before resting them on his hips.

"Guys, over there," Bilal whispered as he moved forward and picked up a diamond earring. I recognised that too. I had seen Asmaara wearing this earlier.

"This is Asmaara's," I announced, taking it from Bilal.

"Any news?" Shortly after, Hussain made his way towards us. That means that Preet finally agreed to stay seated with Jessica while we looked for Asmaara.

"There is another one!" Adeel exclaimed as he moved forward, towards the back entrance, and pick up another earring.

"What's going on?" I heard Hussain mumbled behind me but I didn't have an answer to that.

"Adeel- go tell Asmaara's dad to call the cops and we will go look for her," I told Adeel and he left.

Tum jahaan kahi bhi ho Asmaara, please be safe. I'll find you soon.

~~~AISHA's POV~~~

I looked down at the tiny body that slept peacefully in my lap. It took me quite a while to win this little one's trust and now he slept, cuddling me. I smiled at him with tears eyes. So much pain he is going through at this age.

It's not fair.

"Blanket," Atif's voice caught my attention, "t-shirts, sweat pants and toys," he listed all the things I had asked him to buy.

"I wasn't sure about the size so which ever one fits," he added, reluctantly and I gently rubbed his arm.

I know he doesn't like the idea of me looking after someone else's child because he thinks that I might get too attached to this boy. Now, how do I make him believe that I know this boy is not mine? In fact, I am strongly hoping for his father to be fine soon so he can go back to him.

Atif sat beside me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. Leaning closer and he kissed my hair. "You will make a great mom one day!"

Huh, one day. Par mera Woh day kab aayega?

~~~ASMAARA's POV~~~

"Where are you taking me?!" I cried as I slipped another bangle out of my hand. I hope someone finds them soon and follows the trail.

"Leave me!" I yelled, punching his back. He groaned and his grip, around my legs, grew tighter. His touch was suffocating me.

The he that I was referring to, was someone way too familiar yet, I didn't know him. There was a fabric covering my face and I had absolutely no clue where he was taking me.

"Leave me!" I tried again and tugged onto his shirt. He grunted as I dug my fingers in his skin and scratched his back with my long nails. Probably making him bleed.

"Quite trying, you bitch!" His voice was hoarse and deep. I sensed nothing but, filth and anger.

"What do you want?" I screamed as I felt myself slipping off his shoulder. He threw me on something cold and pushed me backwards. I couldn't see anything but, I could feel him moving closer to me with every passing mili second.

"I want you, baby," his breath fanned my jawline and I flinched back.

Imraan!

I panicked. I had to get me out of here. This man is my worst nightmare. I raised my hands to punch him but, he caught them both with his one hand. I felt his warm, smelly breath fanning my face and I moved my face away from him.

"Tumhaare baba ko tumhaari shaadi Ka bohot shaunk hai na? It's sad he doesn't see me as a potential match anymore," I could sense an evil grin on his face. That disgusted me.

His presence was making it harder for me to breath. I wanted to cry but, I just couldn't cry in front of him. I wanted to run away but, his grip around me was too tight. I wanted to scream but, my throat felt too dry and sore for it. I closed my eyes before opening them again to try my luck.

Imraan suddenly pushed my hands above my head and my breathing almost stopped. "And baby, you know- what's mine- always stays mine!" He yelled into my face and I felt his fingers touching my neck, "I don't believe in charity!"

He held my hands too tightly that it felt like my nerves would pop any second. I was vulnerable and the feeling, itself, killed me inside. Oh God! It was happening all over again!

"Tum pagal ho gaye ho!" I spat and pushed him away with all my strength. I pulled the fabric off my face and saw him stumbling backwards. He looked weak- was he drunk? I couldn't tell.

Imraan gained his balance in no time and marched towards me. I stepped back in fear and with in a blink, his thick fingers wrapped around my arms again. I flinched at his touch and looked at either side of me.

"Pagal main nahi- tera baap hai!" Imraan stared right through me with his eyes, boiling in anger. He pulled me up to his eye level so, I was forced to go on my toes.

"Kya naam hai uss larke Ka? .... Ahh! Yaad nahi but, if your father thinks that he can take you away from me- then I'll show him how wrong he is!" He yelled in my face while I glared at him in utter shock.

Obsessive and controlling psychopath! I am more ashamed of myself than him. Maine kabhi iss jahil insaan se pyaar kiya tha.

"Aisa... aisa kya karne wale ho tum?" I blurted out of fear and confusion. It was happening all over again. And like last time, I was all alone, helpless and vulnerable.

Imraan pushed me back and I fell, twisting my ankle. A throbbing pain shot through my leg but, I had no time to pay any attention to that. He leaped forward and grabbed my arms again. With one sudden pull, he made me stand up again. A sly smirk played across his lips as he inched closer.

I moved my head away from him- as far as possible but, he still managed to murmur right against my ear lobe.

"Tonight, I am going to mark you as mine!"

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