First snowfall, or first rain of love.

Meaning of the quotes in picture☝️:

How can I make myself worthy of your love,

Whenever I change my habits,

Then you change your conditions!

Farah's POV :-

"Are you serious azam!?" I asked whispering.

"Yes, I am serious baby and I know you won't disappoint me." He said.

"You know I can do anything for you but this is wrong, what's Shahzaib's fault in all this? How can I use his money to betray him?" I asked feeling guilty.

"Stop it farah, I don't know why but you doesn't sound the farah I love. Did you started loving him? Huh!" He almost shouted.

"Are you mad? I love you, only you. No one can take your place. Its just tha-"

"NO! shut up! I now know that you are starting to change. Well good than bye!" He said and cut the call.

"Hello, hello, hello aza-"

"Who is it farah?" My phone dropped from my hand as Shahzaib came in the room.

My shivering eyes connected with his questioning and concerned ones. He came forward and bend down to pick up the phone but before he could take it, I picked it up quickly. I looked anywhere but him, no! I can't look at him.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking so stressed out?" He asked while holding my shoulder.

"What happened wifey? Tell me." He said with a genuine look in his eyes.

I look down, my heart is beating faster than ever.

'Did you started loving him?' Azam's accusation ranged in my mind.

I pulled myself away from him and turn my back on him. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Azam why do you make me do all this. How will I repay him? I turn around to look in his concern orbs.

"Sha-shahzaib," I called him, he hummed in response.

I closed my eyes again. How will I ask him? That is too much amount to ask for. He even paid for shahnoor's hospital fee, she and my family came back three days ago. He immediately took her took the best doctor and it was really expensive. Shahnoor kept telling me and him that she is okay but we didn't listen to her. I knew why she was doing that. But now azam told me that he needs money, so he can come here and take me away. I want to go with him but I don't want to take Shahzaib's money. I don't want to start my life with the money of this man. But if I don't ask him than azam won't talk to me and I don't want that.

"Shahzaib, I need...some money." I said.

"Okay, how much?" He asked casually.

I look at him and bite on my lower lip.

"I-its €8138.12 (7 lakh in INR)." I said looking at him.

"Okay, I'll give it to you in the evening, would that be okay?" He asked, I looked at him for a while than nodded.

"Farah, can you tell me why do you need this much money?" He asked still with gentle tone.

"Why? Don't you trust me? Can't I take the money from you? Do I need to tell every information regarding what I need to do or what not?!" I almost shouted.

I already am frustrated because of azam and now he is asking the damn question. I know he has all rights to ask but for God's sake leave me alone.

"Farah, I am your husband and I have alright to ask you." He said being all soft with me which he always try to do.

"I may have married you but that doesn't mean that you'll always interfere with what I am doing or what not!" I said.

"Okay, I won't ask you again." He said and left.

I plopped on the bed. Tears bream down my cheeks, I curled on the soft mattress. What am I doing? Why am I becoming so selfish?

Abu daud's POV :-

"Sir, we are here." The driver informed as the car halt in front of the 'Choices general store' where my beloved interest works hard to make money. Poor girl, if she would knew about me than she wouldn't have to work so hard to make money. With me its so simple and more fun to make money.

The driver opened the door and I stepped out of the car as I wore my sun glasses. Beautiful day to meet you sweetheart.

"Sir moiz sir asked for you to meet him at 6:30." The driver informed me.

"Whatever, just don't ruin my mood for now." I said narrowing my eyes cause I hate the thought of work.

I smilingly walked in, a bell ringed as I walked in. Someone stood up from the counter and turn around,

"Welcome sir." She said with a bright smile on her glossy ombre pink lips.

My breath hitched to see the view in front of me, I removed my glasses to get her perfect view. She is smiling which reaches to her twinkling eyes. Light peach blush plastered on her soft chubby cheeks. She looks not that healthy as she looked in the pictures.

"Umm...you need any help sir?" She asked still with that Damn! Smile.

"Huh?" I zone out in her beauty that I didn't knew I was standing in front of her counter.

"How can I help you sir?" She asked again.

"Shahnoor sharif khan, right?" I asked, and damn her eyebrows arched together making my stupid thinking go wild.

"Yes, what do you want?" She asked.

"I want you.." I said and she gasp.

God this girl looks so cute.

"Ji-ji? (yyes?)" She said while scrunching her nose.

"Well, do you know Shahzaib Ahmed Mirza?" I asked, although I well aware that she knows still when you desire for something, A little portion of lie won't hurt.

"I mean I want to meet him and I couldn't find his address, I got to know that you know him. So I thought you could help?"

'Liar' My mind screamed.

"And~ what makes you think that I'll believe you?" She asked folding her hands over her chest and raising her one eyebrow.

I chuckled at her interesting gesture.

Her eyebrows than knitted together as I chuckled.

"What's so funny Mr?" She asked.

"Nothing just you look too cute for me to resist now." I said in a flirting way with a wink.

Immediately a shade of red splash on her chubby cheeks. God this girl!

"Well listen mister, I don't believe you and what proof do you have that you are related to Shahzaib bhai? Plus this is my work hours, So don't disturb me and leave." She said trying to keep herself together.

"Umm.. Okay! Than I'll come after your "work hours"." I said.

"No! Don't ever come again, I don't want to talk to you. Do you get it? Now get out!" She said as her dark eyes shoots fire at me.

"What kind of way is this to talk to the customers?!" A man may be in his 50 with toned stomach and half bald came.

I look at her, her eyes were wide and the beautiful colours on her face has drained. She looked down.

"I am sorry sir, she is a kid. She doesn't have manners. I'll make sure she apologize to you right now." The man said in his thick voice.

"Now do I need to give you a brief lecture to say sorry to this gentle man." He said looking towards her.

Her watery eyes met mine but immediately casted down. My hands fisted, he has no right to talk her like that as she belongs to me.

"I-I aam So-sorry." She said between her hiccups.

A lone tear rolled down red heated cheek.

"You didn't do anything for which you need to apologize, but you Mr. Old man you surely did something that you need to apologize for." I said in low grip voice.

"Pardon?" He asked.

"Apologize to her this instant or else you will see the consequences." I said looking deathly in his eyes.

"W-why will hhe apo-logize ssir? Its my fault." She said.

"Don't you hear me?! APOLOGIZE!" I shouted on him.

His expression look bewildered.

"She is my employee​ and I am her boss. She works for me, I don't work for her. Why would I apologize?" He asked, I smirk and leaned closer to his ear.

"Perhaps, you don't hear the famous name of dark world 'Abu daud' do you?" I came in front of him with an evil smile.

The terrifying look in his eyes are visible, sweats and fear are all visible~ Of course its all about 'The Abu daud's name'.

"A-are yo-you?" He asked stuttering, I nodded with a satisfying smile.

"Now I don't need to repeat again, do I?" I said raising an eyebrow.

He looked down than turn towards shahnoor and look at her. She is looking between me and him, of course with that confusing yet fascinating gaze.

"I-I am so-sorry Shah-shahnoor." He apologized.

"What did you told him? Boss you don't need to apologize, please. You are my boss and you have the right to shout on me if I don't work properly." Shahnoor said to the old man not before asking me the damn question with her fierce gaze.

God! This girl is being the death of me.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

My phone started ringing, I took it out from my blazer and saw it is moiz.

"Hello, what is it moiz?" I asked.

"Lala, we need you at the auction hall right now." He said.

"What? Why?" I asked getting confused.

"I'll tell everything when you come here, please come as soon as possible." He said, his voice held worry.

"I'll be there." I said and cut the call.

I look at her, her eyes held questions and lips pouting. She is actually provoking me, didn't she? God my poor heart.

"Well sweetheart, it's time for this beautiful meeting to be end here cause I have some work. I'll see you later." I said.

"No! I don't want to see you, I don't even know you!" She shouted, almost!

"We'll meet either you want or not, Bye." I said and left.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"WHAT THE HELL?!" I shouted while throwing the first thing that came in my hand.

"What were you doing? Can't you just do your GOD DAMN WORK PROPERLY!" I again on the bodyguards.

They were the in charges to make sure that this left over 40 girls won't do any stupidity, but here I got to know that 3 of them runaway. This can't happen, I won't bear any loss. I'll find them and will make sure they get a good punishment.

"Alert our everyone man, make sure they found them or else you know moiz." I glare towards moiz.

"Ji-ji Lala, we'll find them." He said and left.

No one can ever run away from Abu daud, not without his permission babes.

Ding!

A message popped on my phone, I looked at it. Uh! Silly companies! They'll hang my phone with unnecessary stupid f*uckin messages.

I slide away the message and looked at the beautiful wallpaper of my phone.

"So beautiful, why? Do you want me to devour you patiently?" I asked looking at her beautiful picture.

I than looked at the starry sky and hold my phone up. Than I compare these beauty together.

"Nah, nothing can be comparable to you sweetheart. Nothing!" I said with a smile.

Lets meet again cause I can't have anymore patience. I want to see her now. I put my phone in the jacket and walked out. The driver opened the back seat door for me.

"I'll drive the car, go away." I said to him, he bowed and left.

I opened the driver's seat and started the car. Tapping my fingers impatiently on the steering wheel, It's still 15 minutes drive from here to reach at the store. She must be there cause the information hold that she works till 8:30, its only 7:45 now. But the weather isn't seem nice today, it's too cold. Oh god! This is so boring. I want to see her and hear her now. Call! Yes that must it be.

I took out the phone from my jacket and dialed her number, well it isn't hard to get her number.

Ring! Ring! Rin-

'The number you are trying to call is not answering at the moment, please try agai-'

Why the hell did she cut my call!?

Abu daud be patient, she doesn't know you were calling her. I'll try again.

I called her 3 times, she canceled it Everytime I called again and this time she answered the call on 4th call.

"Ass-salamu *hiccup* alaikum, wh-who is it?" She asked, is she crying?

"Wal-walai uh! Forget it! Were you crying sweetheart?" I tried to reply on her Salam but couldn't able to say it.

I am not used to practice my religion since it isn't suits my work as well.

Well I doubt the day will come when I'll start practicing it.

"Wh-who are yyou? F-first tell me!" She said stuttering.

What should I say? Will she talk to me if I say that I am abu daud? Does she know that who I am? Or does she know about my name abu daud? Oh Damn! What's wrong with me?! Why am I thinking so much about just a random girl? All I want is her to be in my bed, nothing at all.

"I am hhumair." Did I just stutter? Why did I lied?

"Humair? W-who hhumair?" She asked.

"Damn girl! You ask so much questions, first tell me why are you crying?" I asked.

"No! Ffirst you te-tell me, who aare y-you?" She asked again and I can feel the fierceness in her velvety voice.

"Okay, I am your soon to be... Husband. Now tell me why are you crying?" I said.

"What!? I-I am nnot eng-aged than hhow ca-can you be My huhusband?" She asked.

"I can be your husband cause trust me but don't trust me as I really have naughty thoughts about you sweetheart." I said and hear the voice of gasp on the other line, a smile formed on my lips.

"Don't ever talk to me! Pervert!" She shouted and end the call.

I burst into laughter, god its going to be so much fun.

I came across the alley which came on the way towards the store. Just than my car light flashed on a black figure sitting down near the alley. I tried look carefully but couldn't make out who it is. So, I pulled my car just little away from the figure and walked out of it.

I walked further and found a girl or woman sitting while folding her legs cross, her face put down which is making it harder to get clear view of her face. She is crying as I hear her sobbing. A bag was kept on her lap as she holding it with her tiny hands.

"Excuse me?" I said.

She looked up blinking her teary eyes and pouting her plump lips. Oh god! She is looking so tempting. I cleared my throat, trying to put aside the naughty thoughts.

"Sweetheart, what are you doing here?" I asked as I look down at her.

"I am not your sweetheart!" She almost shouted while glaring with her oh so glossy! Eyes.

"Well, I'll think about your new nickname afterwards first tell what are you doing here?" I asked with a smile.

"None of your business! Get away from me." She yelled.

But I refused and sat down next to her, she scooted a little away but close enough. I am happy that I didn't brought any of my man here or else they would be consequences to be measured.

"I can't leave you." I said looking at her.

"Why?!" She shouted again.

"Shhh..first stop shouting, will ya?" I asked gazing in her eyes, She nodded.

"Don't You know this alley is haunted?" I asked.

She gasped, her eyes widen. Fear a

Is visible in those beautiful orbs. She shifted a little closer while shivering.

"what? Are you saying the truth?" She asked almost whispering while leaning a little closer.

"Yes, of course I am not lying. Many people died because of accidents and some are..." I said slowly taking her fear's advantage.

"Some are what?" She asked again whispering.

"Some are murdered, mostly they are girls of your age. Beautiful and young." I said.

"What? Ya Allah, please save me." She prayed.

"Why are you asking Allah? Will he listen to you? No! He will not." I said.

"Why not? He listens Everytime I call him. He will protect me. Everything on the earth and heavens is made by grace of Almighty Allah. So even this ghosts too. Without his permission nothing works. In the quran it is written Ar- Rahmaan The most merciful, Khalaqal insaana min salsaalin kalfakhkhaar Wa khalaqal jaaan mim maarijim min naar Fabi ayyi aalaaa'i Rabbikumaa tukazzibaan He {Allah} created man from a sand clay and jinn with the smokeless fire, so which of the favors of your Lord would you deny? and also Yaa ma'sharal jinni wal insi inis tata'tum an tanfuzoo min aqtaaris samaawaati wal ardi fanfuzoo; laa tanfuzoona illaa bisultaan" She said looking or I say piercing her gaze in mine as if I have said something very bad about her dignity and pride.

"Indeed my lord is most merciful, If he has created everything on heaven and earth weather it is man, jinn or ghost. Than surely he will protect his creatures when they will call upon his help." She said without stuttering.