(+18)The hotel's building was shining in all it's glory between the ethereal green mountainous region. The beauty was igniting everyone to spend their at least the weekend there as usually that place was for couples. Every corner was filled with the couples with their mouths into each other, an expression for showing love. Then the silver glass doors of the hotel lobby opened followed by Abaan with an amused expression as in front of him was walking Fatima with a red tomato face. They came there in Spain for their honeymoon yesterday as Fatima was forcing him to go outside with her to do some shopping for everyone. And he was getting frustrated as they were back and heading towards their room. He looked at the bags in his hands and then at the red face of Fatima. She was angry as he didn't let her eat the potato rolls selling by a man in the street."They were unhygienic janum. I can't let you eat them." Abaan tried one last time. He came here for honeymoon that means he wanted to s
The best thing about time is that it passes no matter what happens. Sometimes it brings cruelty but sometimes it brings peace. After all time doesn't remain same for the whole life. You have to pass through the devastated times in order to become a diamond, pure of any dirt after remaining in it for million of years."We are getting late Fatima. I have to go to a meeting afterwards too." Abaan's frustrated voice echoed in the corridor as Fatima yelled back."It's not me it's your daughter who isn't ready to take a bath." Fatima's voice came to Abaan causing him to get into the room throwing his car keys on the couch of the living room. He entered the bathroom to find her wife and her small bundle of joy, Ferya, who was in the bathtub throwing her hands in air to stop Fatima from washing her. Abaan who came all frustrating smiled at them as Ferya started clapping her hands while giggling sending bliss to her parent's ears. Ferya entered their lives to fill the gap that was meant for
"I would go through you so hard that the only thing you would remember is my name." He rasped near her ear as heat crawled down her core that was in his hold. He was playing with her folds possessively.•°•Anna Khan was fierce yet innocent girl. The worst thing in her that always led her to her chaos was her tongue but this time the chaos was mixed with pleasure.• Azhan Wali who could sustain anything but a mistake in his business. Shedding blood is his passion as he took his enemies as challenge and his challenge was always to rip his enemy's head off with pure pleasure. His aura was enough to burn his surroundings. But everything started changing from the day it meant to be changed. It was destiny that one innocent and other ruthless mafia man met to change their future. And it was hard to decide whether it was love or lust.
•A MISTAKE• There are always two things to compare. One is always bad and one is always good but it also depends on the person's priority, where we can't decide who is right or who is wrong. Then it's destiny. To some people one is evil and one is the lesser evil. To some people one is good and one is lesser good. It's your choice what side you choose. It's always the choice. Just like it was the month of January when the warmth of the sun and the cold breeze were there to work hand in hand. There were houses in front of the park with full of blossomed flowers. It seemed like people had things for greenery or the houses were too old that trees were more than people, who were dawdled to cut the trees. In one of the houses, it was mentioned on the nameplate, Khan House. They both were sit
FIRST JOB• Everything was going fine this morning as I didn't know why fate had to play such type of game in my life. I might look happy but deep down I still was the girl who was brought up by no parents and a strict aunt. Anna's thoughts keepimg running around her mind. "BRING HER TO ME?" A gruff voice came from the car as a shudder ran down their spines. Anna gulped the lump in her throat as the black tuxedo guy grabbed her from her arm and made her stand in front of the window. She looked behind at Zoha then the tuxedo guy who was busy staring at Zoha. She inched closer to the window to see inside only to choke on her breath. There he was the mighty man looking dominant with that dangerous aura around him. He was looking at her intensely with those dark grey orbs fixed on her. He had that little beard making him more dangerous with his hair disheveled as he
COFFEE TIME• "YOU ARE COMING INSIDE OR I SHOULD BRING YOU IN MY OWN WAY." She heard his growled as she became stiff. Composing herself she entered the room. It was the master bedroom, triple the size of her room. Her eyes roamed around the room only to get stopped on him who was sitting shirtless on the couch, behind him was the king sized bed. She gulped as she saw his tattooed shoulders. Almost his whole shoulder and back were covered with ink. "He is Muslim right?" She asked herself as he wasn't looking a practicing Muslim unlike his sister Aliha. She didn't know why but she felt
PET NAME• It was something in his eyes that made him remained in her mind for three days. He was really a man with that dominant beard and burning aura around him. But the thing that caught his attention was unvoiced dark grey orbs who looked at her like would ravish her whole. She never felt like that as she had been out around many different types of men. She met with men with dominant aura that scared her off but this type of dominant aura had another type of effect on her which she failed to conclude. She wasn't scared of him as she should be but she was bothered by his presence in some othe way. Especially her body which wasn't in herself these days. Goosebumps would erupt in his presence as the fact that she could be killed with his hands didn't bother her much as that didn't scare her much as she was scared of his eyes more just because of it's effect on her heart that just betrayed her with quickened heartbeat.
She was walking with dead foot as she didn't have any money to pay for the taxi so she came by bus that dropped her far away from the office. She walked all the way here. She knocked on the receptionist table only to get a glare from the girl sitting across the table. "Can you please tell me the way to Mr Azhan office?" Anna asked politely. " Do you have any appointment miss?" She asked in her professional tone as Anna nodded her head in no. " Then you can't. I am so..." She was saying when Anna cut her in. " I am his secretary." She said only to giggle at her in confusion. " Mr Azhan never appoint secretary. He do his person