Mehran is working in his cabin when there is a knock at his door.

'Come in.' He said not looking away from his laptop. The door flung open. Mehran looked up after getting a sniff of a familiar perfume. Siham entered looking excited. She came to him and took him by surprise by hugging him tight.

'Siham, this is my office.' He said looking around scared. Mehran is the boss here, he has a reputation to maintain- he can't be seen hugging a woman, even though she is his fiancé. Siham broke the hug after good five minutes, she ignored his pleading request.

'Look.' She slammed a file on Mehran's laptop. He opened it and saw stunning and beautiful photos of his lovely and sexy fiancé.

'I am going to send these for Milan Fashion week.' She chirped happily. Mehran nodded

'They are stunning.' He complimented sincerely. Siham smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. This time, Mehran didn't protest- knowing she won't listen, it will be waste arguing and spoiling her mood.

'I am so happy. Milan fashion week is next month. I can't wait. You are coming, right?' she said looking at him with big hopeful eyes. Mehran smiled widely and nodded.

'Oh my God! I love you.' Siham said touching his nose with hers. Mehran smiled.

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One more month passed, Umaira and Mehran eventually returned to their normal lives forgetting that night as one of their many such dreams they have had of each other in these five years. Mehran got busy with his media house and Umaira with her big project, Milan fashion week. Being caught up with so much work, professionally, they didn't have time to pause and think. They continued doing what they did all these years – go with the flow.

'Fix these lights properly.' Umaira guided one of the light man. He did as told, she looked into her camera and then again at him, nodding her head and showing a thumb up. She then again looked into her camera, focusing the lens.

'Umaira!' an overexcited voice startled Umaira. She looked away from her camera and looked at the source of the voice.

Lizzy walked towards her. Lizzy looks a through professional dressed in a formal white shirt and red pencil skirt, her curly hair resting on her shoulder. A silver nose ring glistening on her nose; her green eyes, plump lips, and perfect jawline are her best feature.

'Babes, here. This is the list of the models.' She said handing her the list. Umaira scanned the list and nodded at Lizzy.

'Just few days more, and your big day. All the best.' Lizzy said placing her palm on her Umaira's shoulder. She smiled nervously. As the days had passed and the day of the fashion week drew closer Umaira felt more nervous and jittery.

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'Milan!' Siham gushed happily as she and Mehran exit the arrival gate. Mehran felt the cool gush of wind. He had been out of India, at times for work and at times to accompany Siham or a holiday with her. But this is the first time, he is in Milan. Siham is here second time, last time she was here two years ago for shopping, Mehran couldn't accompany her then because of work. Siham was mad and so she didn't shop a single thing for him. Mehran didn't mind that she didn't get anything for him, he was just glad she forgave him.

All through the journey, Siham kept talking about the fashion show. Mehran pretended to listen, all this while he kept staring out through the window.

They checked in in a five-star hotel, Siham kept talking all through the elevator, and through the corridor.

'Room 402.' He said and opened the door. Siham pushed past him and entered completely ignoring him. Mehran realized then, she was talking mostly to herself than him. He smiled shaking his head.

Mehran freshened up and changed into his casuals, blue Tee, and black track pants. He wiped his face and left the bathroom.

His eyes widened when he saw Siham talking to someone on phone and pacing the room, dressed in only his shirt. His cream Tee loose and reached till her mid-thigh exposing her white slender legs, her hair open and messy. Mehran wondered if she had planned to murder him with her looks.

'Okay, bye.' Siham said and cut the call. She turned around and looked at Mehran.

'Mehran.' She blushed lowering her gaze. Mehran dropped his towel and walked towards her with a smile. Siham pushed back few random strands of hair behind her ears staring at the floor, her cheeks crimson red. Mehran placed his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. She gasped.

'Meh-we-must-I...' Mehran didn't let her complete her sentence as he pushed her on the bed. Siham giggled as he kissed her cheek and jaw. She held his nape with one palm and rest the other on his biceps. Mehran buried his head into her neck. She arched her head and giggled more. Suddenly, Umaira's face from the reunion night flashed before his eyes.

Mehran abruptly stopped and sat up straight. Siham frowned and opened her eyes. She looked at his back. Mehran squeezed his eyes tight, mentally cursing himself.

'What happened, honey. Did I do something wrong.' Siham asked hugging him from behind. Mehran doesn't respond. Siham rested her head on his back and hugged him tighter.

He turned to her after few seconds, he smiled at her and she looked relieved.

'Of course, not, you did nothing wrong.' He said.

It was true what he said, in their relationship Siham had never done anything wrong. In the initial stages of their relationship, even though being the man in the relationship Mehran had been the one hesitant when it came to intimacy, which somewhere he felt was unfair to Siham.

'Then?' she held his face with one of her palm.

'Nothing, I am just tried.' Mehran lied.

Siham smiled 'Me too.' She shifted little giving him space to sit. She held his hand and adjusted the comforter.

'Come, we will sleep together.' She said happily lying down on her side. Mehran smiled sadly and lay on his side. They turn to their sides looking at each other.

'Siham...' she closed her eyes feeling his palm on her cheek 'I love you.' he whispered.

'I love you too.' She replied snuggling closer to him, Mehran held her closer and closed his eyes. Siham placed her head on his chest and smiled hearing his heart beat.

Soon, they slept off.