"Woh uns ney mujhe justajoo thera diya

Woh tera vasl

Woh tera fitoor

Teri nazakat

Teri Qurbat

Teri Aafreen ishq

Teri shiddat muhabbat

Mere Muntazir sa dil

Phir bhi tuney us inaayat ko thukra diya"

-LazzyAuthor

( Your love left me longing

Your that passion

Your that obsession

Your Delicateness

Yours Closeness

Your Alluring love

Your intensity of love

My heart awaiting for you

But you still took that blessing for granted.)

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Daneen P. O. V

I walked towards my cabin, and heavy sighed ,my mind was totally mess. I just wanted to go back home and cuddle with my baby.

I made myself busy on checking some files, that were kept on table.

I don't how the time past, now it was 9:00 PM. I grabbed my belongings and came out of my cabin and saw almost everyone had left only few were about to leave.

I rushed towards the elevator and my assistant rushed towards me looking me going. He had his laptop bag in his hand as he was about to leave.

We both got inside the elevator, and i pressed b2 ( basement 2 ) . A beep was heard as the elevator doors opened.

I bid my assistant good bye and went towards my car, unlocked it and got inside.

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I reached my mansion and straight away went to room to get freshen up after that i went my baby's room because I didn't wanted her to get any infections as I was out all day . I saw Maria (caretaker ) was taking care of my baby.

I know the child was born in some certain circumstances but what's the child's fault. I was only at the fault because at that time i didn't fight for myself. I didn't took a stand for myself. Whatsoever she is still my daughter and i love her to death.

"Maria you can go to sleep now!" I said softly as it was already 10:30 and she shouldn't be awake till late as it's not good for her health.

Maria was a lady of mid 50 , she was like mother figure to me. In my absence she takes care of my mansion and my daughter. She is a lovely lady she has no children due to her infertility her husband divorced her at an early age she was like 22y.o at that time. She was forced married to her husband at the age of 18 , due to her father and father in laws deal. Yes, they are rich business man, but still an illiterate shit. After trying for a baby more like 3 to 4 years, her husband got tired of her and divorced her , and after that her family also didn't accept her as she was a divorcee. What a conservative society we live in. I respect her alot after suffering from so much she is still fighting for herself. I don't treat her like a maid but like a family member.

Maria handed me the baby and left towards her room. Not before switching off the lights. I coed the baby she was looking at me and smiling, I smiled back. She was a exact replica of Zeeshaan , her thin pointed nose, forehead, thick and smooth hair and her doe eyes was exact like his.

Bruhh why the heck I come to him in the end. I took my baby towards my bedroom breastfeed her. Then patted her back softly so she can burp.

I just want zeeshaan to regret cause who am I to punish. Allah will punish him for his deeds not me. I just want him to regret.

Our beloved Prophet (Peace be upon him) said: “.”

My trance was broken by Zahra's burp , she was fast asleep I took her in my arms and carried her towards my bed carefully and laid down. I recited all the duas and Surah's that I had learned byheart , I blew upon zahra and myself. Then I cuddled her close to my heart and slept peacefully.

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I was in my Porsche 911 , well I'm not showing off, I worked hard day and night to get it. I was driving and my daughter was beside me in the passenger seat at the baby carrier. I loved to drive cause I used to get a different vibe, so I didn't keep a driver.

I reached my office parked my car, got out and unstrapped belts from Zahra seat which was for her safety. I took my private elevator rather than taking common one because I was carrying Zahra. My private elevator was direct connected to my cabin.

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I came out of elevator, kept my bag which had mostly Zahra's stuff, I didn't intended to bring her here cause she is too small, but had to because Maria had gone to her hometown due to some personal reasons.

My assistant came and took Zahra from my lap and gave me detailed information about my schedule. And said that we having a meeting with Mallik Industries after just 15 mins. I called Rose, she was a receptionist at this floor and said her to take care of Zahra. Well I can trust rose because she was loyal and trustworthy and she has proved it by her work and punctuality. I handed my baby to her and went towards the meeting room early.

After , 15 mins the meeting started, he was also here. My company and his company board members with some employees were there too.

"Well let's start with the presentation. " I said in professional tone and some employees started to present their ideas.

"In my opinion we should increase the product of the recent product that we introduced as it's in a great demand for now. " He said and everyone nodded thinking about that. But I objected it.

"I believe that we should produce the product in a quantity which is required not in a bulk, if the sells in the future dropes then We have to go on with loss. " I said and everyone agreed with it. Well everything had it's own advantages and disadvantages.

The meeting was going on smoothly but like yesterday he was still staring at me and as yesterday I was ignoring her.

In the middle the door barged open and Rose walked up with a crying Zahra , Rose face expression showed she was about to cry as Zahra was wailing continuously . I quickly apologized everyone for disturbance and said to continue the meeting probably next time. Everyone present there understood my dilemma and bid their goodbye as the meeting was over. I took her in my arms and coed her lightly "sssh mumma is here...ssh". She stopped crying and now was looking at Zeeshaan's direction . As only we both were present in the room.

He was standing there and was gazing me and Zahra with so much intensity.

" Who is she? " He asked

"My daughter" I replied. He arched one of his eyebrows.

"Who is her father? " He again asked

"Im her mother and father" I replied. He chuckled.

"Mio amore don't ya lie to me. The baby exactly looks like me" He said taking steps towards me while I was stepping back but t stopped thinking why should I step back. I'll fight back.

"Well now you know" I smirked, I donno but Zahra was giggling looking at the drama ...I guess.

"Our Daughter? " He asked confused.

"Well not ours but mine. " I said .

"Hey let's talk and resolve this! Please Daneen please " He pleaded I don't know but he kinda looked changed but how can I trust this man.

"Follow me " I said and walked towards my cabin, he was following me behind.

I put Zahra in a baby sling around my chest which held her protectively.

"Daneen please let's forget the past and move on see I have changed I won't harm you anymore. Please , after you left I regretted my deeds alot. Do you know before I was lost because of Shaitan but now I pray daily 5 times. I everyday ask forgiveness from Allah. And I want you by my side to complete half of my deen please Dani please " He was now crying hysterically.

Well kinda looked alike he was changed he had big dark circles under his eyes, his beard a little bit grown. He was looking pale and weak. He also lost some weight.

"I'll think about it " I replied coldly.

"See for not our sake but for our daughter's sake please I don't want her to be raised up without a father. Please I promise I'll never let you cry, "He pleaded.

" I said I'll about it" I replied maintaining my cold behavior and not melting away. What if he is acting can't say right.

"Can I touch our baby for once" I hesitated but let him because you know he is her father legally and still he is my husband legally as we are not divorced yet.

"Yeah" I replied, he took Zahra in his arms very delicately as she was a glass doll.

He kissed her forehead and said "hey baby it's your dadda!"tears still flowing down his eyes. Zahra looked at him amusingly and didn't cry as she does when a stranger holdes her or touches her.

" What's her name? " He asked

"Zahra Khan Mallik" I replied

"Beautiful name " He smiled.

After spending sometime, he kissed Zahra's forehead and after apologizing he left.

I was confused as he looked like he changed.

But , how can i forget what he did with me.

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Sorry guys for the delay!

Here's your Sunday Update!

I might get a bit busy from next week as my Exams are starting from 20th of July. Do pray for your Author as I'm really bad at maths. Bruhh I'm hella scared.

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