This chapter is from random time periods showing how Naila and Kaif's lives were before. Naila is 17 here and Kaif is 18. Note that both POVs are from different years in the past.

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She hit the snooze button of her Hello Kitty alarm clock for the 4th time now. Going to the college on time didn't seem like on her agenda today. Secretly talking to her boyfriend till 3am must be the reason.

"Naila...are you up or not?"

No response. The words didn't even reach her ears yet. As she was busy dreaming about her dear Saim.

"Ya Allah! This girl is still sleeping. Her little sister is already having breakfast outside and this Maharani (queen) is still in bed?! She'll be late again today. Tsk, tsk, tsk...

Oh Maharani....wake up."

"Hmm." She just moaned.

"What, she's still sleeping?" Ayesha came from behind excitedly to watch the show of her sister getting scolded.

"Would you look at her? How can this girl be soo lazy?" Thier mother grumbled. Ayesha pulled the sheets off the sleeping beauty but she still didn't budge.

"Wake up." Thier mother slapped her behind.

"Mmmm. I want to sleep." She mumbled squirming.

"Let her be mumma she must be dreaming about someone." Ayesha cooed.

"Who someone?" She asked angrily and slapped her daughter harder on her behind making her jump up.

"Who's there?! Who....who..." She sat up on her stinging butt in defence mode but then crumbled down seeing her mother.

"Mummmmmmmma." She whined.

"What mummmmmma? You'll be 18 soon but still don't have any sense of time. Look at your hair, your face and strighten your clothes you dumb girl. What if you're father sees you? Go to the bathroom now and get ready in 10 mins or else I'll kick you out." She scolded and went out.

"Ok..." Naila pouted and crawled out of the bed only to find her little sister laughing at her. She glared at her.

"Stop glaring and go get ready quickly. You have to reach college in 20 mins or else your boyfriend would start crying if he doesn't see you." Ayesha teased.

Naila smiled like an idiot blushing.

"Yess, I have to meet my Saim."

She said and rushed to the bathroom.

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It's been 15 minutes but Naila was still in front of the mirror trying to look good for her BF. She didn't do much makeup like her other friends just some cream, talc and lipgloss but that's all she needed to look gorgeous. She tied her hair up in a ponytail leaving some strands loose down her face. She likes it when Saim tucks her hair back with his gentle fingers. She's what you'd call a lovestruck idiot.

"Naila!" Her mother yelled from outside.

"Coming." She checked herself one last time in the mirror. Perfect she thought and collecting her bag, went out.

Her father was already waiting at the door to drop his daughters off on his way to work. He was a hardworking and the most trusted manager at Alam group of companies.

"Daddy...." She sang and went to hug him. He hugged his dear daughter kissing her forehead smiling.

"Come have breakfast quickly. Your father has been waiting since half an hour for you 2 lazy girls." Mumma yelled from the kitchen.

"Really?" Naila turned to her father worried.

He shook his head with an expression saying, 'don't listen to her.'

Naila giggled.

"Don't yell at my daughter." He said gently putting his arm around her shoulder and taking her to the table.

"Keep spoiling your daughter's like that. Look at the time how late she is. You should go now, just let them take the bus or else you'll be late too." Mumma said putting her breakfast on the table.

"Mmm. Yummy. You're the best cook in the whole whole whole world."

Naila said.

"Hm. Stop buttering me." Mumma said trying to hide her smile.

"Look look she's smiling." Daddy said.

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are." The father daughters trio said in unison. And mumma finally laughed.

Both the girls kissed thier mother's cheeks from both side and ran down to race to the front seat of thier father's company car.

Naila won and a grumpy Ayesha sat behind.

They reached college after dropping Ayesha to school. Naila kissed her father's cheek and saw him leave.

She was already late and the lecture had already begun. She pouted and made her way to the lecture. She was expecting to see Saim but he was probably in the lecture.

As soon as she entered the class all eyes went on her and even the professor stopped to follow his students gaze.

"Miss Aziz, late again?" He raised an eyebrow.

Naila smiled nervously. "Sorry sir."

"Hm. Take your seat. You always disturb the class like that." He mumbled before continuing teaching accounts.

Her eyes searched for Saim and her heart skipped when he blessed her with his handsome features and sexy smile. Then she spotted her girl gang and sat with them. After the boring lecture was going to be another super boring lecture of business commerce where thier professor would put them to sleep. So Naila and her friends sneaked out before he came.

"Uh, we're saved." Said her best friend.

"Should we go to the canteen?"

Naila felt a hand around her waist.

"You girls can go. I'm stealing this one." Saim said.

"Hey you always do that. She's our friend too you know."

But the couple was in no mood to listen to them.

"You skipped the lecture too?" Naila asked

"Ofcourse, who's going to attend Prof. Kadam's lecture." He made a face. " I'd rather spend that precious time with you." He said like a prince looking in her eyes making her melt and turning her into a blushing mess.

"Shall we go my lady?" He said like a prince.

"Hm." She nodded excitedly and walked out with him hand in hand.

"Let her go. The boys won't even look at us when she's around." Avanti said.

"Yeah, it's like they only see her. So what she has a good body and is a bit fair. All they want is a sexy figure. Otherwise, who would care about that behengi." Tanishka said.

"Saim is also hanging on to her because of that. Or else why would the hottest guy in college even approach a dummy like her." Arshia, naila's bestfriend said.

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Naila covered her face with a scarf and got on the bike hugging Saim tight from behind as they made thier way to the beach.

It was late morning so not much people were around. He entwined thier fingers and pulled her closer as she giggled.

"What's that on your lips?" He asked.

"It's lip gloss."

With his thumb he wiped it off her lips.

"Hey...Why would you do that?" She complaint.

"Because all your lipglosses and lipsticks taste bitter to me." He shrugged.

"Who asked you to put lipgloss on your lips to eat?" She pouted.

"I do taste it when I do this." Saying he lifted her chin and placed his lips on hers. She got back abruptly.

"W...we can't do it here. What if someone sees us?!" She scolded looking around turning into a blushing mess.

"Hmm." He pretended to think.

"Then let's go somewhere no one can see us." He said and taking her hand took her away.

It was the couples spot which they knew very well as it wasn't the first time they went there. They'd been a couple for more than an year now. They hugged and kissed and everything like a normal couple making everyone around them jealous as they seemed soo perfect together and soo in love. But were they really? Naila knew it was all wrong to do before marriage but she was too afraid to lose the guy she loved as there were soo many girls to steal him away from her.

They were making out sitting behind a tree. She stopped him when his hand almost reached her breasts.

"No no. Not now ok." She scolded catching her breath.

"Come on baby." He cooed.

"I told you. No going further until we're married. Saim you know it's wrong." She said standing up.

"Ok ok. Don't leave. I'm sorry. It won't happen again." He stood up.

"Promise."

He sighed. "Promise.... I love you."

She blushed. "I love you too." She said and getting on her toes pecked his lips.

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She came home to find her mother making her favourite dishes for lunch. She hugged her mumma and enjoyed the rest of the day with her family like a good daughter.

At night she secretly talked for hours with her Boyfriend. She knew if her parents ever find out about thier relation, they're both dead. She finally went to sleep thinking about how desperately she wanted to marry her prince charming and live her happily ever after with him.

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A full morning workout and weightlifting at the gym was the best thing to get you ready for a hectic day. This is the philosophy of Kaif Alam, the son on Shabir Alam, Director of Alam group of industries, who'll in a few years take over as the new owner as the only child. The guy born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He was just 18 but the gym was his second home.

He had it all. Money, popularity, fame, goodluck and how can we forget the ladies. He was the most popular guy in college and he was good in everything. Academics, sports, debate. He could even play the piano and violin well. Most importantly, his handsome face. His one look could make any girl drool. Even the older women couldn't resist his good looks.

Even with all that, he never had any pride in him. He didn't go around dating various girls or breaking people's hearts. He was always down to earth and kind. The cheerful guy you'd find who's happy in every situation and even makes around him happy. A momma's boy though and his father's pride.

As usual after his 1 hour gym he took his towel to wipe off the sweat from his face and neck as he took his bottle gulping down the water as his Adams apple moved up and down sexily. All the young girls and women that came to the gym was to see the breathtaking creature that was Kaif Alam. They stared at him sighing dreamily forgetting thier workouts. The gym owner had no complaint about it though. He's business was going well thanks to Kaif as many ladies came to sign up for the gym just to see that 18 yr old hunk.

Kaif felt eyes on him like always and was feeling uncomfortable so he quickly collected his duffle bag and giving a cute nervous smile to the curious ladies, rushed to the locker room leaving them Fangirling behind.

He got home and as usual his dear mother waited for him at the door. "Good morning Mom." He said grinning and rushed to her.

"Good morning Mom's jaan. Ugh, look at you. You're sweating soo much. Why do you workout soo much? What if my dear son gets sick? Do you think I can bear to see that?" Mrs Alam said getting all emotional.

"My darling Mom." He cupped her face. "Your son is really strong. He can't get sick that easily."

"He's my son too. So he's strong like me." Mr Alam said from behind him getting back from his morning jog.

"Good morning dad."

"Good morning son."

"Well, strong or not you'll always be my little boy." She said moving her hand through his hair lovingly.

"Mom your little boy has grown up and he's very strong too. Wanna see?"

He quickly bent down and lifted his mother in his arms as she squealed and he chuckled.

"See!"

"Ok ok...put me down now. How naughty!" She gently slapped his arm.

He walked in carrying his mother in his arms ignoring her complaints.

"Aree Rubina, when did you appoint this handsome hunk as your bodyguard?"

Kaif grinned. "Hello Maasi. I didn't knew you were here. How are you?"

"Gorgeous as ever. What do you think?" She said like a diva.

"Undoubtedly." He replied.

"Now put me down. Are you going to carry me like this all day now?" Mrs Alam complaint.

"Hm, not a bad idea."

"Kaif!"

"Ok ok..." He put her down on her feet gently.

"You really have gotten strong beta. Till yesterday you were a little boy crying because you got a boo boo." Ridhima Maasi said.

She was his mother's childhood friend. They'd been together forever. She didn't have any children of her own and treated Kaif as her own son. He too loved her life a mother.

Shalini was in her late early 30s but didn't look a day above 27. All the make up, botox and expensive clothes and jewellery made her look young and gorgeous enough to make even a young man's heart skip. She was sexy and attractive in her own way. Enough to have made even Kaif's heart stop once or twice.

She walked towards him.

"Look at those muscles." She said touching and squeezing them. He folded his arm to make them more prominent and showing off.

"Tell me, what do your girlfriends think about it." She smirked.

"What girlfriends? Haha. I don't have any." He said honestly and a bit flustered.

"Don't lie to your Maasi. Such a handsome guy like you doesn't have a girlfriend? Don't make me laugh. Come on, tell me. I'm curious." She teased.

Kaif looked around at his parents. "It's true. I'm single. No relationships, no commitments, and no girls!" He said flustered and a bit anxious.

She giggled.

"Then how about me. I can be your girlfriend."

Kaif's heart skipped a beat and he swallowed. He chuckled not to get caught.

"If you weren't married I could think about it." He winked.

She giggled.

"Ok. Enough of that. Let's have breakfast now. Kaif beta, go get ready for college and come on the terrace. You too Sabbir ji."

"Oookay." He pecked his mother's cheek and kissed his Maasi's hand like a prince making his way upstairs to his room.

"Aap ka Hukum sar aakho pe." Shabir said sweetly to his wife as she blushed.

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Kaif made his way to the terrace but as he checked the time he was going to be late and this guy was very punctual regarding everything.

"Sorry Mom dad, Maasi I'll be late if I stay for dinner. So I'll just grab a toast and run." He said hastily stealing his father's buttered toast and giving him a 'sorry, next time' face. He ignored his mother's complaints and hoped on his bike.

As soon as his bike entered the gate all eyes stopped at him. It wasn't anything new. He was used to it all now especially, used to ignoring it all. All the girls around nudging and whispering, smiling like crazy. Running around just to see a glimpse of his handsome face.

He ignored them all and met up with his buddies.

"Kaif dude, on time as always huh? You know coming a bit late would make more heads turn your way." His best buddy Rehan said.

"More heads than these? No thanks." Kaif made a face. "The reason I come early is to avoid attention."

"Ah, how boring. You're soo luck with that face of yours and being born as the son of Shabir Alam. Look at all the girls dying for your attention. Look Sneha Dixit the hottest girl in college. They say she's quite experienced. If you know what I mean." He nudged Kaif winking.

"And Sana Khan the cutie. They all are crazy for you. If I was you, I would've dated them all. How can anyone be so lucky? You rascal." Rehan said annoyed.

Kaif hooked his arm around his neck and pulled him down.

"I'm the rascal huh? What about you who's ready to play with many girls at a time. Don't believe in rumours to judge a girl's character. A girl's dignity is delicate. Learn to respect girls you moron if you don't wanna get beaten to a pulp by me."

"Ok ok I'm sorry let go now." Rehan begged struggling hitting his arm.

Kaif finally let him go.

"Dude, how can you resist such cute girls around you. Are you gay or something?" Rehan asked as they took thier seats next to eachother in class.

Kaif looked at him smirking.

"Oh Rehan, how did you find out." He moved his finger seductively on his chest making Rehan uncomfortable.

"Yeah, and I'm in love with you pretty boy." Kaif said in a girly kinda manner.

"Hadh hadh hadh!" Rehan pushed him but Kaif kept throwing himself on him pouting like a baby.

"Come on baby..." Kaif cooed.

"Hadh!" Rehan yelled almost scared and Kaif bursted out laughing being back to his usual self.

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Kaif was still in junior college but his interference was good in his father's business. He was well versed with the local market and kept himself updated with all the share market news and stuff.

He sometimes even gave his father advices regarding the various businesses.

Kaif was the ideal son any parent would be proud of. He was spoilt but was raised well. He had every chance to go abroad and study and even enjoy all the luxurious and brag about them as a billionaire but he liked to live simple. Even his friends were few and weren't the children of bigshot businessmen or politicians. They were ordinary, from middle-class families and he was proud of it.

He wouldn't leave his family for anything or anyone. His mother was his oxygen and father his lifeline and the business his dream.

His life was perfect that he wouldn't trade for anything.

Not even love.

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Assalamualaikum Everyone!

Eid Mubarak to you and your family.

I hope you like this chapter. To be honest, I feel I'm unable to meet your expectations for this story. It somehow feels like it's lacking that charm. That would be because I'm in a lot of stress now a days. Not just college but some household affairs too.

But don't worry, In Sha Allah I'll come by and make this story reach your expectations. I'll try my best. But you guys need to bear with me to ok.

I love you guys. You always support me so much. It melts my heart. You guys are the best 😘

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