ZAIN'S POV

"She left the job.
Why? Why did she do that?
Is it because of you?" Armaan questioned me.

"But I didn't do anything," I answered.

"Actually, you did.
Your name itself is more than enough to scare her to death.
She might have thought that you might complain against her or simply blacklist her from this industry and she ends up getting any kind of job in the future." Armaan told.

"No, I think, you're wrong.
She said that she doesn't bother about money and so she'll never do buttering and oiling." I told Armaan.

"So, I'm sure that she didn't quit the job because of me. She sounded very frustrated at that time, maybe she was not enjoying her job enough." I continued.

"Ufff... I'm leaving." Armaan said in frustration.

"Why?? What happened?" I frowned.

"Need to go.
Have an appointment with Mr. Albert.
And by the way, there is no more interesting topic left here."

"Oh...is it??" I smiled.

He winked before leaving.

I googled her name but nothing was there about her. Then I checked, other social media sites but she was nowhere.

God...In today's generation, everyone is into social media then why not she?

She is really a thing. Different from all I've seen and met. She is indeed different. I thought.

I immediately scroll down the numbers in my phone and tapped on the name of one of my friends who runs a detective agency. He has always provided me with whatever information I required in a very short period of time.
It took only three rings for him to pick up my call.

"Hey! What's up Zain?
After a long time. Am I dreaming?,
Mr. Zain himself is giving a call."

"Andrew, I need your help. There is work for you."

"Work? What work? I'm all at your service my lord"

"You have to find a girl?" I ordered him.

"Girl. Did I hear you correctly, Hah?"

"Hmm." I murmured.

"What? I didn't get it." He pretended.

"Yes, I, Zain Ahmed Khan want to know about a girl. Is that clear to you now?" I barked.

"I don't believe this. It's a Breaking News. The Most Eligible Bachelor, the business tycoon, Mr. Zain Ahmed Khan wants his detective friend, Andrew to find information about a girl." He teased me.

"Look I'm serious and I don't have time for all this nonsense." I bawled.

"Yeah, yeah. I can understand that Mr. Zain is asking about a girl so it has to be serious. So, who is the lucky girl?"
He again teased me.

"I think I did a mistake by calling you. You go on talking nonsense and I think it's high time that I should hire some other agency."

"Okay, okay. Fine. Tell me. I'm listening."

"I want to know everything about
Ms. Zoya Ali who used to work in State Financial Incorporates as an Investments Advisor."

"State Financial Incorporates. Isn't it the company that handles your Investments?" He sounded professional this time.

"Yes," I said.

"But, it will take only a few minutes for you to get her resume from the company. So why me?" He questioned.

"Yes, I know that but I don't want my name and my company's name to get into all this," I explained.

"Okay. I got it."

"And yes, she is nowhere in social media, and today morning, she has left her job," I informed her.

"Fine, anything more."

"No. That's all I know about her. Get me all her personal and professional information." I ordered her.

"Noted. By tomorrow morning, you will have all the information about her on your breakfast table." He said.

"No. I want it today itself." I ordered again.

"Oh, oh. Someone is so desperate. I think you won't be able to sleep tonight without getting the details of her."

"I hope as always, this time too, you will not disappoint me."

"Sure, Zain. But now I will bid you adieu as I have to find about the girl who has made Mr. Zain Ahmed Khan so desperate."

Saying this he cut the call and I walked out of the office where my driver was waiting with my black Mercedes for me.

I got inside the backseat of the car.

"Good Afternoon, Sir.
  Where, Sir?"

"Humana Publishing," I replied.

And my driver ignited the engine of my car to drive to Humana Publishing.

It took almost fifteen minutes to reach my office.

Yes, Humana Publishing Corp. is my another company. It is one of the best publication houses in the country and it is named after my mother, Mrs. Humana Khan.
Like my other companies, Humana Publishing Corp is also a precious gem in the crown of Khan Group of Industries.

I was called in the morning by the editor to make an urgent visit today as some decisions have to be taken on behalf of the company and also my signature was needed in some of the documents.
So, I dropped down here to meet him. It took almost thirty minutes for me to discuss matters with him and get my signatures done on the important documents but there were few which requires my mother's signatures too. So I thought to carry it home along with me. After having a brief talk with the editor, I walked out of the office settled myself down in the backseat of my car. I ordered my driver to drive me home when I noticed that I've left those files on the desk which requires my mother's signatures. So I asked my driver to bring it from the office.

After he left to bring the files, I have nothing to do, so I was scrolling my phone when I noticed a beautiful angelic beauty admiring herself on the glass window of my car. As it was black tinted, she couldn't see anyone sitting inside.

She slowly pulled her eyes a little down and applied kohl. She did the same with her other eye too. Then blinked her eyes twice.
She has beautiful big brown eyes. And all I was doing, is looking at her beauty. I kept my phone beside me and folded my hand on my lap and placed my chin on my fist.

Next, she took her lipstick out.

Allah, she doesn't need any lipstick. His lips are already fresh pink in color. It seems like very much edible. I smiled at my own thoughts.

She painted her lips red and pursed them tight. Then she caressed her hair with her fingers and moved her face little right and then left while admiring herself. I was mesmerized by her beauty. She pouted her beautiful lips and I opened the glass of my car when her deep brown eyes met mine.
She immediately closed her pouted lips with her palms making both her lipstick and Kohl fall on the ground. She blinked her eyes for few times before saying sorry to me. I gave her a smile but she ran immediately inside the office without even turning back for once.

I got down from my car to look her when my driver came back with the files and I brushed away my thoughts and decided to get inside the car once again to go back home when I noticed her lipstick and the Kohl pencil on the ground which I picked up and kept it in my pocket

Today, I actually had a blast. At first, a lady thrashed, shouted and yelled at me, and now another beautiful lady pouted and got embarrassed because of me.

Only Allah knows whats more is there in store for me.

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