Hey everyone!! I am sorry for the long break. It's just that I was not very satisfied with the response I received, so I was a little disheartened. It's fine though, I will try to be back with a newer and a better book. However, this chapter would be the end of Zohravar and Alizeh. Thank you for supporting them and for reading my book, y'all know who you are xoxo.

1 year later

ALIZEH

"Are you sure about this?" my mother asks, while Ace looks at me like he wants to strangle me.

"Yes. I am positive." I reply, my head high but the quiver in my voice is unmissable. Ace lets out a full blown laugh.

"You think I am cheating on you?" he repeats like he is giving me a chance to be smart.

Well I have never been very smart.

"Yes." I reply.

"Honestly, Alizeh, I am really done with you at this point." My mom huffs and walks away. I wanna bite back and tell her she never started with me but one look from Ace reminds me I don't wanna spoil the only relation he has let me keep. Barely.

I don't wanna look at Ace. At this point I just wanna drink and drown in my own misery. It doesn't take a lot of intelligence to figure that my soon to be ex boyfriend has had enough of my moody bullshit. So, I swiftly try to push past him and rush to bathroom. Emphasize on try.

"Great. I have been thinking about bathroom sex all over my drive back here." he practically growls.

He picks me up with a jerk and drops me on his shoulder while I kick and cry. At this point, I am aware that I am a full blown lunatic to ever doubt that this crazy obsessed psycho would ever cheat on me.

But he hadn't paid proper attention to me since a week because of his final football game and I craved it. So now, I had it.

It was time for me to pretend I didn't want it.

"When your stupid mother called me up in the midst of practice, I prayed to god it better be good, atleast for my sanity." He manages to breathe out in between our tug of war.

He drops me on the bed and pushes my shoulder down, climbing on top of me.

"If you think I am gonna let you fuck me, you might be the biggest delusional piece of shit I have ever met." I scorn.

"Oh yeah, well I had hoped I would get a fucking blowjob not a full blown break up when I tell you what I planned. Tough luck baby, life sucks" he whispered making me want to punch his godly beautiful face.

He yanks my shorts down, without a warning and pushes three fingers inside, mercilessly. I try pushing him away but who am I kidding I only pull him closer. He drives his fingers in and out and refuses to kiss me, resorting to just licking my tears.

"Well you are letting a cheater to fuck you baby?" He whispers as my moans become louder.

"If you cheated, I am gonna castrate your dick, but first please" I gasp as he pushes almost his entire hand inside and then abruptly pulls it out, making me wanna kick his groin.

"Shhhhh" he says, catching my legs with his hands.

Fucking dick. Who does he think he is?

"Now I want you to be a good little girl and bring the lipstick here. I know you kept it." He says pulling my chin and placing a condescending kiss to my forehead. I tiptoe to the dresser in the closet, naked from waist down.

"Open it" he commands. I look at him bored.

Why are we still discussing this?

He snatches it from my hand and opens it.

"It's fucking brand new." he says while I stare at him impassively.

"It's a gift." he retorts again.

Excuse me. Who the fuck is he gifting. I am actually intrigued now.

"To whom"

"A lawyer" he grins at me.

"What?" I manage to croak out.

"All her assets are ours" he whispers.

"Shut up." I blink. There is fucking no way.

"Yes baby"

We had been fighting a legal battle for Ace's mother's assets which were nothing less than a small country's entire economy. We could finally escape this hellhole.

"How?"

"I pulled a couple strings." he grins proudly.

" You mean blackmailed a few people."

"Hush woman, can you just celebrate?" He says, kissing me softly, his way of telling me he loves me. Not that I need to know.

Zohravar was in my blood, in my veins, in my fucking soul. He was on my heart and on my fingertips and on my fucking lips like the only prayer I believed in. He was everywhere for me, Every place. Every thought. Every action. Every word.

He snatched the lipstick from my hand and put it on my lips. I bent down as he gave me his special smile, the one that was only meant for me. He looked like a boy who got his favourite toy for Christmas.

"Yes, you better baby. You don't know how much shit Coach- AHHHH FUCK" he groans.

While I did have a few talents here and there, sucking dick was one of the best ones. Ace also let me practice on him every day to make me a "champ".

I had offered to test my skills with other prospective participants but he had fucked me so hard for even voicing my suggestion that I actually wasn't able to move from my bed for two days, which he took an advantage of again.

"Star" he moans.

"Fuck, I am gonna cum." He pulls my hair as I lick and suck like a fucking leech. I loved the control he never let me have easily.

When I finally did let him cum after sending him to the edge about five times, the red lipstick was smeared all over his dick. He groaned again as he picked me up and took me to the shower, punishing me like he promised he would. Again and Again.

By the time we were done, I almost worried how he would play football tomorrow but didn't ask him knowing it would make him prissy enough to prove his masculinity again and I was actually famished.

Ace lies down next to me and says "I hope you know, how much of ass licking I would have to do because of leaving my practice in the middle".

No he won't. The coach won't do shit to him and he knows.

I just nuzzle my face in his neck as he holds me tightly against him, inhaling me as usual.

"Star." He whispers.

"What" I groan, why doesn't he just shut up?

"Do you think you are pregnant?" he whispers.

"You know with your god awful mood swings and fucking insatiable hormonal tendencies." he smothers a laugh and reiterates again.

I am almost able to shove my knee into his exposed dick. Almost.

"Do you want kids?" I ask softly, still buried in his neck.

"I don't think I'm much of a father figure-"

"No shit" I laugh.

"But if you want kids, we'll have kids," he says like it's the easiest thing in the world. "Hell, if you want rabies, we'll catch it together. Make a day of it."

He was just- I couldn't stop grinning.

" I don't want kids, they are-" I murmur.

"Annoying as fuck. I know, baby. Plus, now that I think of it, there is no fucking way I am sharing you with someone even if they have my DNA" he declares, like it's the most normal statement in the world.

"Do you think, our fathers just gave it up for us?" I ask.

" Of course they did, they might as well have thrown the lawyer's card on my face instead of putting it in my car dashboard" he mocks.

"Then why the fuck were they fighting the case?"

"I don't know Star and honestly I don't care as long as we have the money, I could give two fucks about them" he says as he gets up for practice, but not before bending down for another small session.

Zohravar

Alizeh's screams for my mercy replaying in my head always made my game better. I left her pouting and groaning about her college applications. I didn't tell her we both got into UPenn and when I do all I can hope is she just doesn't burst my head open.

While I am charged from my practice in the locker room, Anoushka comes strutting inside, dramatically sitting next to me.

"Could you give me a ride home?" She literally purrs like a fucking cat.

"I only trust you here." she whispers. I just continue tying my laces.

Okay, it's not like I can't give her a ride. I can. But then I would miss out on exactly forty minutes worth of time that I could utilise inside Star's body. So no.

"Please Zo." she whispers again.

"Guess, it's time to actually learn how to drive, instead of just fucking your driver" I mutter.

"You are such a fucking prick" she shouts.

I don't understand why, I mean good for her, she has a great sex life. Nothing to be embarrassed about.

"What does Alizeh have that I don't?" she asks me the one dramatic question, I have been waiting for her to ask.

I put my arm around her shoulder, instantly wishing for my Star's citrus shampoo, instead of whatever bull crap she is wearing.

Her smile visibly widens. Poor girl.

"Imagine you are on fire. Literally being consumed by flames. You are screaming in torment begging for help. Alizeh is standing right next to you in perfect health, maybe feeling mildly thirsty. I happen to be in possession of the only glass of water in the world." I gives her a look as if to say, are you following me? She bobs her head up and down. "I would walk right past you to give her the water, because I care more about quenching her potential thirst than saving your life."

I almost pity the way she tries to understand my words as I give her my signature salute, a smirk and walk out. I really love making people miserable.

I walk into Star's house finding her asleep on the floor, resting her back on the sofa, with papers all around her.

I was almost certain her cry for attention was over today afternoon, however her fluttering eye lashes tell me otherwise.

But I give her what she wants. In the end I always do.

I bend down and kiss her entire body and till the time I reach her face, she already starts squirming. So I pick her up and take her to the bed, with her clinging to me like a koala bear, I think about the words

Because I do. Only for her.

I love her like a slave. I kneel in front of her like a subject. I crawl back to her at night like a drunk and I worship her like a believer. Every single day. Forever and beyond.

SO THE BOOK IS FINALLY OVER. DO LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK OF IT. THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR SUPPORT

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