40: Birthday

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ZAVIYAAR'S POV:

I wasn't capable of resting all night. I was pondering about the surprise, wondering if Aaliyana would like the surprise or not. It was nearly 5 in the morning and we had to depart the house by 6:30. I chose to wake Liyana, but as usual, she is a sleepyhead so it was a mission to wake her up.

She desired to sleep but when I told her it was to her surprise she hurriedly got up and went straight to the washroom. I told her to wear something comfortable. She bounced her head. I could feel she was really eager to know the surprise. I was simply sitting and looking at her vanishing into the closet --the washroom is attached to the wardrobe. She came out wearing a Western outfit, she looked adorable. How will I hold my gazes off her, it will be a mission I guess.

She came and got seated next to me and positioned her head on my shoulders. I wasn't expecting it, I could sense my breath getting hitched. Oh my goodness, it is difficult. And it had been getting hard for me since the day I kissed her, the thoughts, I can't control them, and my buddy down there needs to settle and relax. I feel her slow breathing on my neck.

"Aren't we getting late now?" she questioned, while her eyes closed.

"Huh?" I couldn't understand.

"Arrey, go and get ready. We are getting late, aren't we?"

I made an 'o', getting when she indicated. I couldn't comprehend why I still didn't move. She looked at me with 'what's wrong now' eyes. I immediately got up and strode into the closet. I went to take a warm shower as it would be a lengthy day and then got ready.  I've also chosen to get dressed in something informal and easy, so I'll be wearing grey sweatpants and a black sweatshirt to go with it. I moved out of the closet and saw Aaliyana sitting on the bed, her head resting on the headrest of the bed with her eyes closed shut. She was still sleepy.

Cute.

We got down and met everyone, yes they were all awake just to bid us goodbye. Aaliyana was still all sleepy. I was holding her, this is what happens when you marry a sleepyhead. She was trying hard to keep her eyes open.

"Bhaiya ager honeymoon pr jana tha vese hi bol dete ye surprise trip ka bahana kyu banya,"  Zayyan mocked.

(Brother, if you wanted to go on Honeymoon you shouldn't have made a excuse for it.)

"Hn, Bhaiya humne konsa mana kardena tha apko," this time it was Malaika.

(Yes, brother. We wouldn't have stopped you.)

"Bas karo tum dono, Bacho jane do," Mom scold them

(Stop it you both, let the kids go.)

I could sense them attempting not to giggle. They are some crazy people.

"Zaviyaar, Aaliyana ka deyhan rakhna," Dad said.

(Zaviyaar, take care of Aaliyana.)

"Aur mera deyhan kon rakhe ga," I said, Aaliyana blushed.

(And who will look after me?)

"Wo Aaliyana rakh li gi, Haina?" Mom said.

(That Aaliyana will do, isn't it Aaliyana?)

Aaliyana bounced her head. I couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, Mom and Dad take care. And you both, Malaika and Zayyan don't trouble them, I said.

They huffed.

"Bhaiya, humre gifts bhi like ana," Mom hit her head, lightly.

(Do bring gifts for us.)

"Arrey, Mom don't do that main like ao gi gifts," Aaliyana took part in the conversation, she was still sleeping.

(Don't worry, I'll bring the gifts.)

"There's no need, you guys go and enjoy," Mom said.

"Have a nice honeymoon bhai," Zayyan said.

"Zayyan, tum kahin see F2 driver nhi lagte," He gasped

(Be serious, you don't look like an F2 driver.)

"Bye, Mom and Dad," we moved out.

We bid everyone goodbye and exited for the airport. Yes the airport, I'm bringing her to Paris, not on any plane but in our private jet. I have a lot planned, 3 days full of surprises. I'm keen for her responses. Talking about the private jets we KHANS own 2 of them. Aaliyana was sleeping the whole ride. I didn't wake her up—such a sleepyhead. She was looking the cutest. Or should I say she was looking like cutie patootie? I didn't know the word cutie patootie existed until she called me one. I laughed.

The car stopped, informing me that we had reached the airport. But Aaliyana is still fast asleep. I decided to wake her up.

"Aaliyana wake up we are here," I said

"Let me sleep," she said moving in her sleep.

She wasn't waking up so I picked her up in my arms and she opened her eyes.

She requested me to put her down as people were watching and she was remorseful. I took her where the jet was.

"Is this yours?" she asked getting shocked.

"It's ours," I replied smiling.

Her face reddened.

"I guess you just forgot that your husband is a Billionaire," I said while winking at her.

She sighed.

We stepped into the private jet, and she immediately made herself comfortable in one of the plush leather seats. Adjusting the pillow behind her head and tucking her feet under the warm blanket, she settled in for the flight.

"Where are we going?" she asked

I ultimately chose to disclose the information to her because I was curious about how she would react.

"Paris," I said

"You kidding right."

"No, I am not, and if you want to take a nap during the long flight, or if you'd rather stay awake, you can keep yourself busy by reading your novel and enjoying some quiet reading time," I made a plan for her.

Her expression was a mix of disbelief and amazement as if someone had just told her the most astounding news she had ever heard. I found myself at a loss for words in the face of such an intense reaction, so I simply responded with a gentle smile.

"How did know that I always wanted to go to Paris?" she oppugned

"I've got my ways, Sweetheart," I said winking at her

"Aren't you winking too much today," she said while crossing her hands over her chest.

"Aren't you feeling sleepy now," I let out a chuckle.

AALIYANA'S POV:

Is he profound right now?

Like what the actual f-? Going to Paris with my husband has been a dream of mine for as long as I can remember. I've always anticipated walking along the charming streets, visiting iconic landmarks, and savoring the delicious cuisine with him by my side. The only people who are aware of this cherished desire are my close friends, who have listened to me gush about the romantic city of Paris countless times. I don't know who proffered, him to take me to Paris, but I'm so freaking elated. And he has also bought my book with him so that I can read it if I'm bored. I was sleepy before, but after learning that we were going to Paris, sleep was nowhere to be found. I was on cloud nine.

Don't even get me begun, when he informed me that the jet is his own, like, omg he's rich, a lot more than I thought. His jets had these logos on them Z.A.K which I have also noticed on a lot of his things, I always ponder what it is, most presumably means Zaviyaar.Aqib.Khan, but still I wanted to ask him about it. He was sitting right before me, his legs apart, laptop on his thighs, typing something on the laptop. He was hot, directly out of the Wattpad stories I have been reading these days. I have been reading too much smut which is, I don't know. I guess I should stop reading it.

"Zaviyaar," I called him, which came out as a mere whisper. Why my throat is dried? I cleared my throat. He hummed in response, still engrossed in typing.

"What does Z.A.K stand for?" he frowned which mutated into a questioning look.

"The logos," I made my question clear. He made an 'o', soon he spoke.

"Before marrying you it was only Z.K, but after marrying you I changed it to ZAK and it stands for," he stopped in the middle and stared at me. My heart raced.

"Say it Already," curiosity hit in.

"Zaviyaar Aaliyana Khan," he said as if it was nothing. Butterflies need oxygen. Omy goodness. Did he just say just, ZAVIYAAR AALIYANA KHAN? OMG, it sounds like honey to my ears. My heart is still doing its little hop. OMG, OMG! I am never getting over this, ZAVIYAAR AALIYANA KHAN. OKAY, let me just scream.

I don't know what got to me and I stood up, moved towards him, and placed an adorable kiss on his cheek before he could speak something I strode towards my seat. I sense his eyes dilating and then him reddening. I was looting his glances, he looked adorable. My cutie patootie. Huh? Cutie Patootie? Where did this come from? The instant I said this, that kiss dream flashed into my brain.

Oh, I just want him to kiss me, on the lips to be specific. Ughhhh!! Why it was a dream at first? It could be real. Okay, Aaliyana you need to stop reading those dark romance novels that too on that orange-looking app. My brain mocked. Okay, I won't have thoughts about him.

He got up from his seat, putting the laptop aside. He was wearing a comfy outfit today, thank god, not his usuals wait a minute he is wearing GREY SWEATPANTS. What the -? My vision went down on his manhood. Aaliyana, don't look at it, look up, GIRL LOOK UP.

I tried.

[keyword: tried]

He scoffed, I jerked and looked at him. He looked dumbfounded, I licked my lips, as they felt dried, and passed a tight-lipped smile. I'm embarrassed.

"Do you want anything?" he asked "To eat," he added. The atmosphere was heavy with unease, each moment weighed down by silence.

It is his fault, why did he wear grey sweatpants? I could feel a weird sensation between my thighs. You are horny, my mind taunted me. Just shut up, I mentally replied it to my brain. He bought me water. I could help, my vision went down to his manhood. GIRL STOP IT!

Soon, I engrossed in my book, I did take some of his glances, I eventually drifted into a peaceful slumber, losing track of time altogether. Then I felt as if Zaviyaar was reviving me, and he was.

"Aaliyana wake up we are here," he called me out

I opened my eyes to him standing in front of me, feeling the gentle rumble of the jet as it landed. I gathered my thoughts and readied myself for the day ahead before finally stepping off the plane and into the awaiting world.

The invigorating breeze gently caressed my face, filling me with a sense of revitalization. I found myself standing in the enchanting city of love with my beloved by my side. No no, I mean my husband

ah.

I remember a moment when I was following Zaviyaar like a lost puppy. We ended up sitting in a car, and to my surprise, Zaviyaar started conversing in French. It was a shocking and unanticipated turn of events.

"By any chance are you planning to give me shocks all day?" I asked

He giggled. I am willing to do anything just to have the chance to hear that sound again.

Upon arriving at our hotel, we proceeded to the Reception desk to collect our keys before making our way to our room. It was approximately 12:30 in the afternoon, and despite the journey, I did not feel the least bit tired.

"Aaliyana we have to go somewhere by 7 pm. And before we'll simply go out and explore the city," he declared

I was about to say something when he stopped me.

"And don't worry your clothes will arrive here soon," he said. SUCH A GENTLEMAN HE IS.

"And happy birthday, Sweetheart," he kissed my right cheek. "I don't keep debts," he moved into the restroom. Oh my goodness, did he just kiss me, that too first time? I need to breathe.

Soon the clothes arrived. There was this black bag which had something inside of it and it had a note on it for tonight. I was about to open it but then I thought not to because we were getting late. So I got ready and we went out.

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I'll meet you with the next chapter, till then take care.

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Ignore if you find any mistake as English isn't my first language.

Lots of love,

Zaar <3