She had bathed and gone to the sofa area without drying her hair.After the cleaning of the room by the employees, he was sitting on the couch very happily, holding the LCD remote in one hand, and watching a movie."Dry your hair. It will be cold." Look at him with wet hair. A bill appeared on the bright forehead of this handsome young man."I'll think so. What's wrong with you?" she said in a mocking tone and started taking the remote.Alexander shook his head in denial."My movie was playing." He tried to grab the remote, but Alexander's grip was strong."There was." He pointed it out. By making that beautiful doll realize that it was the past in which she was watching her romantic movie, Now the present is going on, in which the remote is in her hand and everyone knows whose hand it is. If I am remote, it will work."Return the remote." She started trying to take the remote while sitting next to Alexander.It was the first time in his life that someone was fighting him for the remo
He took a bath and came out while drying his hair with a towel, then his eyes went to Isabella lying on the bed.She was pressing her head with her hand.His eyes were closed."Is there a lot of pain in the head?" he inquired in a soft voice."What did you do to him?" she said, opening her eyes."This suitcase?" Alexander's eyes went to the suitcase placed near the closet."It's mine..." She answered slowly."I will empty a part of my closet for you. You are yours." He was still speaking when Isabella quickly cut the conversation short in the middle."Thank you very much for your kindness. But I don't need it.""Why?" He raised his eyebrows. His white face was pale."Because I'm not going to stay here for a long time anyway." She sat up and said,."Eat food. Then the doctor will go. I think your eyesight has become weak." Alexander said, standing in front of the mirror while doing his hair."It's good if I don't become blind. At least I don't have to see your face all the time."But t
Suddenly, it started raining lightly. She turned off the LCD from the remote and was about to leave the room when she suddenly bumped into someone's chest in front of her.The mistake was his. She lowered her eyes and was absorbed in her own thoughts."My vision has become weak. But it seems that you are not seeing either." She was still speaking while looking at Alexander, and she noticed that Alexander was taking deep breaths. He understood what was going on just now. Before that, he stood by the glass door.Isabella's eyes widened in fear. His eyes were looking longingly. He kissed her lips softly.The opponent did not protest today. See this. For the first time, a charming smile spread on his handsome face.He met his eyes hard.And clench the fists of both hands tightly, as if you have given him open permission.Smiling, he picked her up in his arms and brought her to the bed.After taking her right, the first sentence that came out of her mouth was the one that shook Isabella's
As soon as he heard her answer, he got angry and went out of the room, picking up his office briefcase.The door was closed so forcefully, as if all the anger had been unleashed on the lifeless door.As soon as he sat in his car, the driver closed the gate.He leaned on the seat and closed his eyes. As soon as he closed his eyes, the whole scene from last night started playing like a movie in his eyes.The softness of the lips of this beautiful girl, the soft and warm touch of his hands, the smell of her hair, and the sound of his breath.That moment seemed to settle in his eyes. When he gently kissed her lips, this girl did not protest.That handsome young man knew that not protesting was not consent. Because if there was consent, she would not cry later.This girl didn't stop him just last night. But why?Why didn't he stop?? The more I think, the more I get confused.But he was also in this confusion.That girl had dominated his mind like a drug.These beautiful moments had nothing
After Isabella left. He was just looking at his empty room. Suddenly someone's melodious voice from behind attracted him.He turned, then, who was standing in front of him, was singing in a style.He really looked great in black.Much more than the admiration reflected in the eyes of this girl, her charming smile had attracted Alexander towards him."Hey. You're even more handsome, man." The kiss came quickly and hugged his broad chest with great warmth. Alexander went forward and welcomed him with a smile.She was crazy about her fiance. And why not? He was so beautiful and handsome.What was it that Alexander Harrison did not have?"You're okay, aren't you??" She had not even reached her room after coming down the stairs. She suddenly felt everyone spinning around her. Someone caught her before she fell. When she opened her eyes, she was lying on the sofa in the living room. And Harry was looking at her with worried eyes. "I'm fine. I was just a little dizzy.""They will come, won't
Isabella’s P.O.V.After shopping, I returned home, exhausted and tired. As soon as I opened the door to my room, I was shocked for a couple of seconds. The prince of the Harrison family was sleeping on my bed with no AC. There was heat and suffocation in the room. My surprise increased when I found him shivering in such heat. The way he was wrapped up in himself made it seem like he was getting a severe cold. I quickly closed the door, afraid that Mona would not follow me into the room."It seems that Alexander Harrison’s passion for a second marriage has ended. That is the reason he is sleeping in my room in the presence of his fiancée." I muttered while putting the bags on the table.I did not like the presence of this tormentor in my room. His existence lying on my bed reminded me of the humiliation I faced when his mother and he took me out of the room."Alexander, get up." I said, standing next to him. I wanted him to get up and leave the room as soon as possible, but he didn’t e
She had been getting his feet exfoliated for a long time. Eric’s mother was getting worried about both of them.It had been more than two hours. But she was not getting tired. With the dedication and enthusiasm with which that girl was working, one would have thought that she was not from this world.This girl's enthusiasm only gave Eric more courage."Anna. You must be tired. Now take some rest." Eric’s mother said it in a worried tone. She started shaking her head in the affirmative."Go and get fresh. I will prepare food." As soon as she said that, Anna was in a state of shame. Eating at someone's house every day can make anyone feel ashamed."No aunty. Please don't put food in. I don't like it.""Hey, why don't you feel good? Charge your fee. Anyway, I don't have the money for the fees of a qualified doctor like you." Eric said it in a funny way."I don't want any charges." Eric's joke was in the heart of this golden doll. She spoke bluntly.What is the substitute for the act in w
"Let's have breakfast." She came fresh from the washroom. So she will go out to have breakfast with him. But look at this. A bill appeared on her forehead. That girl lying on the bed instead of going out. She was preparing to sleep again."I am not hungry," he said while hiding his beautiful face in the pillow."Who has asked you whether you are hungry or not? Do as much as I have told you. Let's go now." ."I don't want to go. Let me sleep now." He freed his hand with a jerk. While lying back. He spoke angrily."Why don't you understand once?" Shaking the hand of this fragile girl. Alexander was very disgusted. This time he tightened his grip on his arm. After the fight with them, he had stopped eating and drinking while sitting with everyone.She could not see her mother standing in the line of servants... especially when she herself was sitting on the chair."You don't understand. When I am saying that I should not have breakfast with big people like you. So why do you need to make
Gabriel gently lifted her chin and asked, "Why are you crying when this moment is so joyful?"Hazel, through her tears, replied, "Your happiness is so overwhelming that it brought me to tears. I couldn't hold back when I saw how much love you have. How can anyone be so happy to become a father again?"Gabriel chuckled at her unusual logic and, with a teasing tone, said, "I’d be happy even if I became a father for the tenth time." Hazel wiped her tears and looked at him in surprise."Ten children?" she exclaimed, her blue eyes wide with astonishment. Gabriel laughed."No, I just want one daughter, a daughter like you. I'm so incredibly happy, Hazel. I want a daughter this time," he confessed, his eyes filled with hope. At his words, Hazel began crying again. Gabriel stood up and sat beside her on the bed."John, why are you crying now?" he asked tenderly, wiping her tears and kissing her softly on her blue eyes."You wished for a daughter when Ibtisam was born, but she had a son. What
Hazel was a vision in her baby pink dress, her hair cascading down her back in loose waves. The light makeup she wore enhanced her natural beauty, giving her a soft, ethereal glow. A delicate net dupatta draped over her shoulders, and diamond earrings sparkled in her ears—earrings she had worn on Gabriel's wedding anniversary. She stood by the door of the washroom, her heart racing as she listened to the water stop. Gabriel had finished his shower, and Hazel's anticipation grew. She had prepared an elaborate breakfast for him that morning, hoping to surprise him with her efforts.Gabriel emerged from the washroom, dressed in trousers and a shirt. As he entered the room, Hazel felt her cheeks grow warmer, her pink dress only emphasizing the blush that spread across her face. Her gaze fell to his broad chest, the dark brown hair still damp from the shower, and she quickly averted her eyes, unable to face the intensity of his presence. Gabriel’s face, always a striking contrast of red an
Gabriel slipped the key into the lock, the familiar click echoing through the silence as he pushed open the door to his apartment. The moment he stepped inside, he was greeted by an unsettling darkness that seemed to swallow the entire space. He frowned, his hand instinctively reaching for the light switch. With a flick, the lounge was bathed in soft, warm light, revealing the stillness that enveloped the room.His heart sank. He had expected a surprise, perhaps balloons or a candlelit dinner waiting for him, but instead, the apartment was eerily quiet, devoid of any movement or life. Confusion gnawed at him as he set the various shopping bags he had carried in on the couch. They were filled with gifts he had carefully chosen for this special occasion, yet there was no one here to receive them.Determined to find her, Gabriel walked down the hallway toward their bedroom, the only sound his footsteps on the wooden floor. He paused at the doorway, his breath catching at the sight before
"Isabella, you know how we celebrate our holidays with Jane every year. Those two months are so important to him; he waits for us all year long. And now, you're telling me we shouldn't go to America this year? You know how much this means to Jane." Big Mama's voice was firm yet filled with concern. She wasn't just speaking as a mother, but as someone who knew how much Jane cherished their presence. "He doesn't just see me as Mama, Isabella. He considers you his Mama too. He loves you deeply, and here you are, telling me this."Hearing this, Alexander rose to his feet, the signs of frustration evident on his face. His tone was harsh, and the sharpness in his voice made Isabella's eyes well up with tears."Alexander, that wasn't what I meant," Isabella replied, her voice trembling. "I just wanted to meet Hazel..."Feeling the sadness in her voice, Alexander took a deep breath and gently took her hand. "Bella, you shouldn’t make a distinction between Jane and Mia. Jane isn’t just Jazem’s
~Five years later...Bella came out of the dressing room wearing a full gown nighty, Alexander, who had been lying on the bed waiting for her, got up from the bed.“I’ve been waiting for you for half an hour,” he snapped, his voice laced with irritation. “And you come out wearing this? Why didn’t you wear the nightgown I told you to?”His tone was harsh, the anger simmering just beneath the surface, and Bella could feel the familiar pang of fear tighten her chest. It was the same fear that had gripped her in the early days of their marriage, whenever he drew too close. She lowered her eyes, her voice barely above a whisper as she replied, “Alexander, that nightie is too revealing. I don’t want to wear it.”His demeanor softened at the sight of the tears glistening in her eyes. The anger ebbed away, replaced by a tender concern that she rarely saw in him. He reached out, gently cradling her face in his hands, his voice a soothing balm. “It’s alright, my love. Don’t worry. It doesn’t ma
"Oh, thank you, your mood has improved. I was quite worried, you know. I could tell you were thinking about our plans even during the meeting..." Bella teased, her fingers playing lightly with the buttons of Alexander's shirt. She offered him a faint, charming smile, knowing all too well that Alexander had indeed been preoccupied, likely replaying the details of their upcoming date in his mind while he was supposed to be focusing on business. She had sensed his distraction, the way his troubled eyes had lingered on her during the meeting, filled with a mix of longing and concern.Alexander returned her smile, a warm, affectionate expression that softened the worry lines on his face. He gently cupped her face in his hands, pulling her closer, and their lips met with a fierce intensity that left Bella breathless. His kiss was so fervent that her lips turned a deep shade of purple, and the warmth of his passion spread across her cheeks, tinting them a delicate pink. As he held her close,
Alexander leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "Miss Neha, remember to stick with the color scheme I've suggested for these designs. It’ll bring a fresh, vibrant feel," he said warmly. Neha returned his smile and nodded, her enthusiasm evident."Absolutely, sir. Your color schemes and ideas are always spot-on. This project is sure to make waves in the market," Neha responded with a light laugh.Alexander acknowledged her compliment with a smile of his own. "Your designs are just as impressive, Neha," he added. Just then, the door swung open, and Bella stepped in. Alexander’s eyes lingered on his wife as she entered, taking in the sight of her stylish long frock adorned with red flowers, her hair cascading freely, and her lips shining with pink gloss. His heart raced as it always did at the sight of her. He straightened up in his chair, forcing himself to focus."Miss Isabella, could you bring the file I requested?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.
Harry Harrison walked into the restaurant with his girlfriend, Ria, when he noticed Basit Harrison and Anna Shah seated at a table. Basit was gazing intently at Anna, and the sight ignited a firestorm of emotions within Harry. His heart ached, and he could barely keep himself composed."What's wrong, darling? Why did you stop?" Ria asked, noticing Harry's sudden pause."Nothing," Harry muttered, struggling to maintain his composure as he approached their table. Basit and Anna sat a little distance away, but Harry couldn't resist stealing glances at them, feeling a strange mix of agitation and helplessness.As he sat down, his eyes kept drifting toward Anna and Basit. He couldn't understand the source of his distress—was it worry for Zarmeena or something else? After all, it wasn't unusual for Basit to be with a girl; Harry himself changed girlfriends frequently. Yet, something about Basit being with Anna Shah gnawed at him."Harry, what's going on? Where's your attention?" Ria's voice
Harry Harrison never imagined he’d encounter someone like Anna in his life—a girl who could dismiss and ignore him so effortlessly. It seemed impossible. What had he done to deserve this? Girls usually adored him, longing for his attention and proximity. But Anna? She was different."Who does she think she is?" Harry fumed. "She’s not the only beautiful girl in the world. There are countless others eager to fall for someone like me. So why does she stand out?"Even after returning home, Harry struggled to control his anger. Anna’s harsh words replayed in his mind, refusing to fade."She’s not worth my time," he muttered, trying to shake off his thoughts as he lay down to sleep.Meanwhile, Anna had just arrived at Raima Abbasi's office. Raima had urgently requested Anna’s presence, so she knocked and stepped inside."Miss Abbasi, how are you?" Anna greeted her."I'm well, Anna, darling. How about you?" Raima replied warmly, as always."Hello, Miss Abbasi. You called me urgently, so I c