The new semester had began from today. I was soo happy to be back with my friends. Saying that I was happy to be back to studies would be a white lie. Haha. Although, it was nice, seeing the same professors, same classroom, the canteen and my most favourite.....

MisalPav!

Most importantly, I was grateful that I was alive and was happy with my husband. During the last month a lot of things happened, I just pray the future is a lot better.

As we sat in the classroom in the farthest corner after lectures, Avanti told me something....

"Naila, babe, I think I'm pregnant." She whispered.

"Really?! That's amazing!" I exclaimed a bit overexcited.

"Shh.." she covered my mouth.

"Do you want to tell the whole college?"

"Sorry." I whispered shrugging.

"I haven't confirmed it yet. My period is delayed by a week. I'll stop by the pharmacy on the way home." She said.

"Have you told Jiju?" I asked

"Nope. You're the first person. Consider yourself lucky." She said proudly.

"Oh yes ma'am. Thankyou for the honour." We both giggled.

"I really think I might be pregnant because lately we've been......a lot ....you know....." She blushed.

"Oooo. Ofcourse I do." I nudged her.

"Jiju seems such an innocent and sweet types. You must be taking full advantage of that huh?" I teased her

She huffed.

"You think I jump on him? Oh hello, he must seem the innocent and sweet type in public but he's too wild in bed. I even have problem walking properly in the morning sometimes." She pouted. It made me laugh.

"Forget about me, what's up with you and Kaif Jiju. How's he in bed?" She tickled me.

Just the mention of him made a lot of memories flashed through me making my heart melt.

"He's....well.... gentle." I said in a low voice blushing hard.

"Oooo. He likes to play safe. Be careful, sometimes these safe players suddenly become too wild to handle." She warned winking. Her words scared me a little.

It suddenly clicked me.

"Oh, but the new semester just started. If you're pregnant then...."

"I'll just leave college. Simple." She said just like that.

"Leave?" I said confused. But it was her dream to get a degree.

"Getting a degree isn't all that important, it will just be a piece of paper in a frame or a file. But imagine having a new life coming out in this world from inside you, enjoying the feeling of motherhood with the man you love the most. Having someone running around the house calling you mumma...mumma! Holding the little life in your arms....that feeling.....is more special than anything else." She said dreamily.

It brought a smile on my face and made me think....

"Hey ladies. What are you too talking about without me?" Farhan jumped in front of us like always.

"Married women talks. You don't have to know!" Avanti snapped.

"Gross. I'm not interested either. Anyways, I have something actually interesting to show you. Come..." He said and taking both our hands dragged us out to the corridor.

As we peeked at the campus ground below along with various other spectators, a group of girls had surrounded two boys and those boys looked quite scared. In the centre, with the boys stood 2 of the most beautiful girls I'd ever seen. Their clothes looked soo expensive and stylish and they stood their like they owned the world. Their skin was literally sparkling in the sun and thier hair and their figure looked like that of a supermodels.

"What's going on Farhan?" I asked him but he was lost gaping at those 2 girls with his jaw dropped on the floor. I shook him but there was still no response. Huh! Men will be men. Few days ago he was swooning over my sister and now look at him drooling over these girls. I slapped his head.

"Ow! What!"

"I asked something, what's going on there? Stop gaping at those girls and listen to me!" I scolded.

He sighed heavily.

"How can I not gape at those 2 goddesses of beauty! Have you seen anything more beautiful than those 2?" He said dreamily.

I couldn't argue with that but still I was annoyed.

"It's the slapping ceremony. Everytime a guy hurts or insults an innocent girl in college and Inarah Qureshi finds out, that guy gets punished in front of the entire college as all the girls from the class come forward and slap him one by one." Someone from among the spectators said.

"Isn't that too much!" I said feeling bad for those guys.

"Nope, those guys think just because they're rich and from influential families they can do anything. Those two tried to molest the innocent girl who's here on scholarship. Their parents are in politics so they think they can play along with anyone but no one raise even a finger in front of Inarah Qureshi and Heena Khan."

"Who are these girls?" I asked innocently.

People looked at me like I've committed a sin!

"You don't know Inarah Qureshi and Heena Khan?!"

I shook my head a bit frightened now.

"Inarah Qureshi is the richest girl in all of Asia! She's the heir to the Qureshi group and Heena Khan, her bestfriend is the daughter of the Dean of this college. Those 2 are like 2 bodies and 1 soul."

"Also Inarah's more popular and beautiful than any celebrity. Boys worship her. They have her posters and pictures on their hostel walls." Someone said.

"But I heard she's dating Zayaan Hashmi." Another one said.

"OMG! Zayaan Hashmi! The Zayaan Hashmi! That Mafia lord!" A girl almost squealed in shock.

Mafia lord? And her? Must be a rumour. How is that even possible. I looked at that girl again. She's just soo amazing...can she really be with a gangster?

Both the girls slapped those guys and then with such grace took out their gloves.

"Burn them. We don't want such filth anywhere around us." The taller one, Inarah said.

"Ladies, you may proceed. Teach them that no one has the right to bother a innocent girl no matter who she is. Show them properly that girls aren't weak!" Heena said.

All the spectators starting applauding and cheering...the boys were going especially crazy.

"Inarah! Heena! Inarah! Heena!...."

All the girls came forward and started slapping those guys 1 by 1. Ouch. They're going to need a doctor after this. Ya Allah!

How can I be soo oblivious? I didn't even know Qureshi groups daughter went to our college.

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Kaif was home for lunch today so I thought of making something for him. I was near the stove frying the chicken while my mind was stuck at college. Wow! MashAllah! That Inarah Qureshi.... she's soo beautiful. Like a porcelain doll, she's complete perfection from head to toe. Also, she's the heir of a rich and influential family, just like Kaif. Someone like her suited more to Kaif. I'm nothing compared to her. Just the daughter of an ordinary manager. I wonder, if things were normal and we wouldn't have met, would he be married to someone like her?

I gasped as I was pulled out of my thoughts abruptly as Kaif hugged me from behind.

"Were you thinking about me? See, I'm here." He whispered in my ear and was nibbling at my ear lobe.

"Kaif."

"Hm."

"Do you know Inarah Qureshi?" I asked flipping the chicken.

"Who? Ah, Daughter of the Qureshi group. Yeah, I've seen her once at a party long time ago. She was a little girl back then." He said casually.

"She goes to our college. She's soo beautiful and elegant. She seemed like a Princess." I said.

"It's a famous college, many of the big shots go there. It's no surprise to find her there." He said sneakily slipping his hand inside my top.

"You're a billionaire heir to The Alam group, you could've been married to someone equally influencial and rich, how funny that you got stuck with an ordinary manager's daughter of your own company." I said faking a laugh to hide my disappointment.

His lips stopped at the side of my neck and taking out his hand from my top turned off the stove and turned me to him angrily.

"It's not done yet." I complained not looking at him.

He lifted my chin to meet his eyes.

"Do you seriously think I'd even look twice at someone like her? Sure she's beautiful, rich, famous whatever...but she is not You! Because my Naila was made for me and I was made for her. This simple, clumsy, fiesty piece of work was born for me. The one who understands me, loves me with all my flaws, carries the burdens of my past with me, makes me feel alive...." He cupped my face.

".... she's the only one for me. I don't care who's daughter or what she is. For me, you're the most beautiful and elegant lady who can have my heart.

And of you ever doubt that ...."

He said and kissed me deeply, bending me back.

"I'll make you remember like this every time."

He kissed me again passionately lifting me and making me sit on the kitchen counter. I wrapped my legs around his waist fisting his hair as he let out a throaty groan. That's right! This man was all mine, I was made for him and he was for me. No one could love him like I loved him and he loved me. How stupid of me to have doubted our relation like this!

He nibbled at my jawline massaging my breasts.

I could feel his hardness poking me below. I groaned in frustration.

"Sorry, we can't do it today.... I'm on my periods."

"I know." He murmured on my skin.

"I'm just getting you ready till the time your clear."

"You monster!" I bit his lip to punish him. He just chuckled annoying me more.

One of the biggest perks of being a Chairman is that now I don't have to attend a lot of carking meetings and work 15 hours a day. I just have to chair(lead) the board meetings, which are not for a while and review the decisions of the CEO. Or so I thought....

The new CEO for our company is yet to be appointed so for the time being I have to carry on both task. So I have to attend some corporate meetings too. But I can't always seem to concentrate well in such meetings like before.

Most of the time my mind is wandering around and reaching at just 1 person. Naila.

It never used to happen before, I never got distracted during work or meetings, but since this woman walked into my life..... I don't know who I am anymore. I don't feel like complaining though. I feel like I'm a better person, everyone else says the same.

As everyone was busy discussing their ideas I got a text....it was Naila. It naturally brought a smile on my face. I hid my phone below the table to reply to her text.

I don't know how long we had been texting eachother when Desai, who was standing behind me nudged me. I turned to him unable to erase the smile on my face thanks to Naila. He gestured me with his eyes to look ahead and as I did my smile was instantly gone as everyone was staring at me, waiting for my answer. I cleared my throat sitting straight.

"I'm expecting a 200% profit in the textile and IT sector by the end of this year." I announced.

They all nodded agreeing with me and I adjourned the meeting. I sighed inwardly. Desai was scowling at me.

I was texting Naila after the meeting but there was no response. Weird. I got to my cabin and got busy in work.

I couple hours later I got a call. I was confused as it was from Mrs Avanti. My heart skipped as a wild thought flashed through my mind. Was Naila ok?!

I answered the call hastily.

"Hello, Mrs Avanti, what's wrong? Is Naila ok?"

"Kaif.... it's me."

I let out a breath of relief.

"What's wrong Jaan? Why are you calling from her phone?"

"Actually.... Kaif.....my phone got confiscated by the professor." She sounded embarrassed. I shook my head. Silly girl!

"Should I even ask why?" I already knew the answer.

"Because of you of course. It's all your fault!" She snapped.

"Mine?! You were the one who started texting me during your lectures and my meeting." I huffed.

"I'm coming to your office, we'll talk there." She snapped and hung up. I kept my phone aside shaking my head with a goofy smile on my face.

After a while, there was a knock at the door. She was here. I cleared my throat and acted or serious and I could clearly see she was playing along.

I walked towards her

"So tell me Mrs Alam, how is this my fault?"

She stepped closer and gripped my collar in her small fist. I looked at her amused.

"First of all, you make me miss you, then you make me think of you all day, then I can't concentrate on anything, I want to hear your voice, I want to see you, touch you, kiss you senseless. You drive me crazy! Isn't that all your fault for making me fall soo madly in love with you Mr Kaif Alam."

I pretended to think.

"I guess I am guilty of than. But then...."

I grabbed her wrist freeing my collar and looking intently in her eyes taking my steps forward while she took her back amused.

".... aren't you guilty of the same Mrs Naila ....Kaif.... Alam."

I stopped as we reached the couch and she let out a quick squeal as I pushed her down on it on her back as I fell on top of her.

We laughed and giggled as we attacked eachother's lips. Her fingers ran in my scalp exactly the way I like them while my hands ran down her perfect curves.

I chewed on her lip.

"We can't do it here you know." She breathed. I removed and discarded her dupatta on a side kissing all over her neck.

"We've already started. It can't be helped." I bit at her sweet spot winning a loud moan from her.

She lifted my face kissing me again. Things were really heating up when....

"Boss the new CEO....."

Naila pushed me abruptly and I fell on the floor on my back. Ow!

Desai was gaping at us shocked and a hint of annoyance.

"Desai.....knock!" I grunted.

Naila hugged herself with a cushion embarrassed looking at us from under her lashes.

"S.... sorry. But boss, this is an office. Please behave or atleast lock the door. You 2 keep playing and make me do all the work." He huffed.

Naila hid her face.

I cleared my throat.

"How much did you see?" I asked carefully.

"Enough to make me miss my girl too!" He mumbled loud enough for us to hear and left pouting like a child.

I shook my head face palming while Naila was a giggling mess....