Zoya is a girl who comes from a high class home, but is more interested in writing and reading rather than her world that involves attending various business meetings or planned hangouts with Sami, who has been obsessed with her for years and would rather die than not have her. Then she meets Ivandor and she started to feel all she has never felt before. But there is a societal problem here, Ivandor is from the poorest of families and Sami would kill anyone who tries to come in between he and Zoya. And he succeeded, he got her, against her will, one that was disguised as betrayal from her part to Ivandor who didn't know her predicament. And when Ivandor is back, bigger and better, he's not just back for fun, he's back for revenge, to make all the people who spat and looked down on him bite their tongues. But when Sami finds out about all of these, war breaks out, as he would rather die than let any other man have Zoya whether she likes it or not. So sleeves gets rolled up and guns get cocked. Clashes, tears and deaths ensues, secret affairs arises, the eternal love rekindles and it starts to cause chaos and war that seems to never end.
View More"Ava, I promise, I'll talk to her right after breakfast.""William, I insist we do it now. You've put it off enough."A happy-looking Zoya along with her siblings entered the room interrupting the couple's whispered conversation. As they exchange pleasantries with their children, William tried to catch his wife's eye and plead with her to keep her mouth shut but she avoids looking his way."You look especially happy this morning, Zoya," Ava pointed out."I must have slept well.""Please, do share the secret with us." Zarah piped in."There's no secret."The conversation came to a pause as everyone settled at the table and gets busy trying to make themselves a plate. The only words being exchanged are requests to pass this dish or the other, that pitcher or the other and other condiments and additives like sugar, salt or butter. William let out a sigh of relief as they began to eat in relative silence punctuated by the sound of their cutleries against fine China but he thought too soon
Zarah and Zion returned to the party to find an agitated Joe. "Where is Zoya," he asked them."We thought she was with you?" they both echoed.Joe did not wait to hear a reply from them before heading out to look for her. Zion followed after him and Zarah taught it wise to head in the direction she thought she saw what seemed to be Zoya and Joe headed.On entering the house Zarah was greeted with the sight of her sister nearly having sex with an unknown man."What in the porn is going on here?" Zarah could not believe what was before her eyes, her sister's virtually naked body pressed against a yummy-looking stranger with his hands all over her as they swallowed each other's faces. They reluctantly disentangled themselves at her exclamation.While the strange man adjusted his rumpled clothes, her sister tried to adjust her underwear and wear the only piece of clothing available for her to put on which seemed to be the guy's jacket, Zarah had to admit that although he was shabbily dr
Ivandor was going up and down the beach when she saw a very familiar figure walking angrily towards the water. He couldn't hear what she was saying but he knew she was definitely cursing someone out so he watched the scene unfold with admiration.Zoya kept stomping her legs like a little child that was deprived of ice cream, "Stupid, pompous, arrogant and proud. And he dares to call me his girlfriend? I'd rather date a frog! Such a low IQ dumb ass, is that whom they expect me to marry? That? Over my dead body! Nonsense!" She kept cursing as she got to the edge of the water.She then began to take off her dress till she remained in her matching red lace pants and bra. Ivandor's face heated up as he quickly averted his eyes as he felt like he was intruding on her privacy and had seen something he shouldn't have but when he started to hear splashing of water and muffled screams, he looked back in that direction and saw that she seemed to be drownin
Sami was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. His mother died during labour and his father had always dotted on him ever since. He was brought up to take over the family's business and no matter how ruthless, pompous or arrogant he may be, he excelled extraordinarily well in the business part. Within three years of taking over the business while his father rests and overlooks their underground mafia issues, he had taken the family business to a three times higher level. He was quite a handsome and well built man too, with his tousled dark brown hair, which was thick and lustrous. His eyes were a mesmerising emerald green, flecks of silvery light performed ballets throughout. His face was strong and defined, he had dark eye brows, which sloped downwards in a serious expression. His face hardly held smiles as he believed the more serious he looks, the more respect and fear he gains. He was feared by all of his workers and he got triggered easily. He once went through anger mana
Ivandor had lived in a ghetto neighborhood all his life. Characterized by lots of trash, loud people, fights, gunshots, police, stray animals, base boosted cars at three in the morning with bases so loud it knocks pictures off walls, thieves that steal practically anything, puppies eating trash, young children walking without shoes, crackheads, so much homeless people, shopping carts everywhere, liquor stores and cheap motels on every corner, screaming, graffiti, people digging in trash, random knocks on door, beware of dog signs, alley ways full of trash, hit and runs, tire slashers, loose pitbulls, creepy guys catcalling and creepy women following both men and women with little change for some sex in exchange, lots of sex shops and strip clubs, his neighborhood was definitely not really one he was proud off but it was where his family and friends were, he was happy with them and it was his own home. He was on cloud nine as he walked along the dirty sidewalks responding t
Growing up, Zoya's father had always told her never to talk to strangers and she had just defiled that, heck, she had even done more than talking to a stranger, she had just kissed one and it didn't feel like she had expected it to, she loved every inch of it. Even as she strutted back into the huge house, wet, unkept and cold, the smile and dreamy look on her face just couldn't be swept away. "Young lady, where on earth are you coming from looking like something a cat dragged in?" Ava, her stepmother questioned, her hands akimbo. Zoya sighed as she looked around the extravagant living room. "Not today, mom! I just had the best day of my entire life, don't ruin it, please." "Don't even give me that. Your bodyguard said you ran away. Again. In a dangerous environment and even while the rain fell. Do you have any idea what could have happened to you? There could have been a creep wanting to kidnap, rape or worst, kill you!" Ava scolded while Zoya simply r
Being chased was nothing like the movies. The stars look heroic, sexy and in command of the situation. Reality was far removed from that pretty version of running to save you skin. Zoya wheezed as her burning lungs gasped for air. Her legs felt numb and unsteady, her throat felt dry, so uncomfortably dry. She couldn't see any form running behind her anymore due to the bends she had taken along the alleys but she kept running still. Soon, she had to stop to catch her breath. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, exhausted. Her legs gave up beneath her as she leaned on the walls as her breathing began to become steadier. Before she started running, the sky was crystal clear and now when she looked up, Black clouds had sprawled across the sky. The air grew heavy and the humidity pressed down, suffocating. The scent of rain was dark and heady. Before she could relish in the idea of being beaten by rain, she heard a familiar voice calling out to her, "Miss, you shouldn't do this. This is
Being chased was nothing like the movies. The stars look heroic, sexy and in command of the situation. Reality was far removed from that pretty version of running to save you skin. Zoya wheezed as her burning lungs gasped for air. Her legs felt numb and unsteady, her throat felt dry, so uncomfortably dry. She couldn't see any form running behind her anymore due to the bends she had taken along the alleys but she kept running still. Soon, she had to stop to catch her breath. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, exhausted. Her legs gave up beneath her as she leaned on the walls as her breathing began to become steadier. Before she started running, the sky was crystal clear and now when she looked up, Black clouds had sprawled across the sky. The air grew heavy and the humidity pressed down, suffocating. The scent of rain was dark and heady. Before she could relish in the idea of being beaten by rain, she heard a familiar voice calling out to her, "Miss, you shouldn't do this. This is...
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