An hour and a half later, they stopped the car in front of a beautiful cottage style house in the quieter part of Greenwich.The white picket fence surrounding the cottage almost gave it a fairytale look.Daniel Hart stepped out of the house with a wide smile on his face. “Gianna, they are here.” He called out loudly, looking back into the house.Emma barrelled towards her father and hugged him tightly in glee.“Papa… I am home..” Emma said, beaming.Gianna came out of the house and smiled at Emma’s friends.“How was the journey, kids?” Gianna asked fondly.“It was fun, Mrs Hart. It was the first time we all were going on a trip. Though it was short, we thoroughly enjoyed the ride.” Zian said with a smile.“Oh, please call me Gianna..” She said with a chuckle and turned to Emma.She frowned looking at Emma.“Emma, didn’t you take a shower today?” Gianna asked, her lips thinning in annoyance.Emma shot an angry look at her ‘evil step momma’.“I took a shower just before bed last night
Emma’s cheeks were in a permanent state of being puffed up, since Mila came. It was so very clear that Emma was annoyed."Hey, look who's here!" Gianna exclaimed, her eyes lighting up as Mila entered the room."Ugh, it's the little monster," Emma muttered under her breath, though her annoyance was met with amused glances from her friends.Mila was like a shadow behind Gianna, following her around, asking cute questions, making Gianna smile from time to time.No wonder Emma is jealous. Ever since they reached, Gianna has only been a typical strict mom. Zian felt a bit of anger towards Gianna for making Emma feel she isn’t enough.Admittedly, Daniel Hart has spoiled his little girl rotten and Gianna only seems to compensate for that by being a bit strict, but Emma isn’t mature enough to understand that.To those listening, Emma’s jealousy only seems funny, but Zian could clearly see the deep insecurity behind it.Mila, however, seemed unfazed by Emma's irritation. She marched over to th
“Maybe it's time we have a man to man talk, hmm?” Daniel asked, appearing out of nowhere.“Uh oh!” Daniel stepped out into the backyard of the house through the kitchen door and Zian followed suit.Zian looked around the place and the artistic gene in him ached to etch the place on a canvas.“So?” Daniel raised an eyebrow, as he folded his arm across his chest and stared at Zian square in the eyes.Zian shot a hesitant smile.“Nice house..” Zian said, with an awkward chuckle.“Thanks for the compliment. Now can we get to the point? Don’t try to pretend that you don’t understand what I am talking about.” Daniel said sternly and Zian nodded his head.“I will never do that, Sir. I know you are suspicious about my intentions with your daughter. I totally understand. My father would be the same if someone had their eyes on either of his precious daughters.” Zian said politely.“Emma is naive. Too naive to understand the workings of the world. She will not be able to tolerate a heartbreak.
Spending two absolutely beautiful days in Emma's hometown, the squad returned reenergized for their university. The laughter they had shared, the memories they had created – all of it had solidified their bond even further. With the scent of nostalgia hanging in the air, they eagerly resumed their academic routines, their minds still filled with the warmth of the moments they had cherished together.A week passed by quickly, and the squad members found themselves occupied with helping the girls settle into their chosen apartment. Furniture was moved, shelves were organised, and endless debates ensued about where each picture frame should be placed on the wall. Amidst the chaos, they shared laughter, a few playful arguments, and even managed to cook up a meal together that could only be described as ‘experimental’ and resulted in what you could call a ‘disaster.’The weekend approached, and the Langston twins received a call summoning them back home. Emma, tagged along, eager to mee
Liam and Zada's Sunday date was off to a delightful start. They had resolved their misunderstandings and were now relishing the opportunity to spend the whole day together. As they strolled through a sun-dappled park, Liam couldn't resist flashing his trademark mischievous smirk at Zada."Liam, what's that look for?" Zada asked, her eyes twinkling."Oh, just thinking about how lucky I am to be here with you, Mirrie," Liam replied, playfully tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.Zada blushed and bumped her shoulder into his. "Don’t you dare start your google pick up line now." She said playfully, though she absolutely loves it when he uses such flirty lines.They found a cosy spot near a serene pond, where they settled down on a blanket, gazing at the reflection of the sky in the water. “Let’s hope this date doesn't turn out to be a disaster like our previous picnic.” Liam said dryly and Zada chuckled remembering their first date. It was such a disaster, but the most memorabl
“Do you want to come up and have coffee?” Zada asked, her heart racing. She knew what she was doing and she was ready for it. She knew Liam would wait however long she wanted. And now she trusts him completely. All her insecurities are gone. And she is ready to take the next step in their relationship.“Uh I would love to.” Liam said, nervous for the very first time in his life.He parked the motorcycle in the apartment parking slot and with his heart, making a tattoo against his ribcage, he followed Zada towards the elevator, not knowing the storm that was coming their way.As Zada and Liam stepped into the elevator, a comfortable silence hung in the air, filled with anticipation and a hint of excitement. The soft hum of the elevator's machinery was the only sound between them, but their eyes spoke volumes. Zada couldn't help but steal glances at Liam, admiring the way his dark hair slightly tousled in the wind, and the faint hint of a smile tugging at his lips.Liam, on the other ha
******MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK*******"Mirrie, I don't want to rush things, but I also don't want to waste any more time. I want to be with you, to share my life with you. If you are ready, I would like us to take this journey together, one step at a time."Zada's heart swelled with emotion as she squeezed his hand, tears of happiness glistening in her eyes. "Liam, I am ready. I am ready to take that step with you. I want to see where this journey leads us."They leaned in closer, their lips meeting in a gentle, sweet kiss that sealed their unspoken commitment to each other.The sweet kiss soon turned into something intense and passionate. The chemistry between them was so tangible they could taste it.“Take your hair down, Mirrie..” Liam mumbled, as he peppered kisses down the column of her throat.She reached behind her, as if in a dream and pulled her hair loose. It fell around her shoulder in waves. He reached out, taking a long strand and twining it around his
“Don’t press the doorbell. We want to surprise Zada. Open the door with the passcode.” Zahir said and Emily rolled her eyes."Oh, how brilliant, Zahir! Because I totally didn't know that pressing the doorbell might alert Zada to our presence. Thank you for that groundbreaking insight."Zahir smirked. "You're welcome, Emily. Always here to educate you on the finer points of subtlety."Zahir quickly entered the passcode when Emma shared it, and the door quietly clicked open."Wow, Zahir, I am amazed at your secret agent skills." Emily couldn't help but mutter sarcastically under her breath. "Well, Emily, some of us have a natural talent for espionage. It's a gift." Zahir shot her a mock-innocent look.As they stepped inside the apartment, Emily couldn't help but glance around, taking in their surroundings. The plan was to surprise Zada, and that meant tiptoeing around and avoiding any loud noises. Zahir led the way, moving stealthily toward the living room. Others followed, their silen
"I, Zahir Ahmed al Zidra, hereby accept my role as the ruling Sheikh of the Sultanate of Zidra. I shall continue to preserve, and build upon the royal legacy and shall reign with righteousness for the benefit and happiness of the people forever." Zahir vowed, as he stood on the podium, with his right palm over his chest and his eyes staring straight ahead at the people of Zidra.It was the coronation ceremony. Zahir Ahmed al Zidra was getting felicitated as the next ruling Sheikh of Arabian Nation if Zidra!"I invite everyone here to share my determination and work together for the nation’s prosperity and the people’s happiness as the ultimate goals," Zahir added, his voice resonating with passion, instilling a sense of hope and anticipation among the people of Zidra.His brothers and sisters were standing on either side as he made his vows to his nation and his people.The security has been strengthened as there were many people attending the ceremony, including dignitaries from the
Though Zian and Emma were recently married, they had fallen into a comfortable rhythm together, their lives woven in a way that complemented each other. Zian now led the Ahmed family’s business side with his characteristic calm and precision, steering it toward expansion with a confident hand. Meanwhile, Emma had tried her hand at a few things, but as Zian often teased, she had the attention span of a toddler. Her parents, relieved that she’d at least completed her education, had stopped expecting her to settle into any traditional career.Knowing her gifts lay elsewhere, Zian suggested she join the Ahmeds’ charity organisation. Rather than dealing with finances or administrative work, he assigned her something more hands-on. Three days a week, Emma visited palliative care homes and orphanages, spending her time cheering up the residents with her infectious charm and boundless stories. Zian knew she could lift anyone’s spirits with her words, and she eagerly embraced the chance to
FEW YEARS LATERLiam and Zada are thriving both in their personal and professional lives. Liam, now the CEO of an international technology solutions firm, stands confidently at the helm of his father’s company, overseeing its global expansion. His hard-earned MBA and years of dedication have paid off, establishing him as a respected leader in the field. Meanwhile, Zada has become a celebrated children’s author, her debut book ‘Mirrie the Mythical Horse’ marking the start of her rise to fame. Inspired by her storytelling talents, she continues to capture young readers' imaginations with her enchanting tales and thoughtful messages. Her latest book, praised as a classic in children’s literature, reflects her journey and growth over the years.Sunlight streamed through the windows of their cosy home, casting a warm glow over the morning routine as Liam and Zada hurried to prepare their daughter for her first day of kindergarten admission.Liam knelt beside his daughter, smoothing out t
One month later, the sun was beginning to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the campus as the group gathered on the sprawling lawn. The last month had been an unforgettable journey, filled with laughter, embarrassment, bonding, and countless challenges. But tonight, they had all agreed, was for celebration—a proper farewell to the antics that had drawn them all closer.Liam, of course, had been the master of ceremonies for this whole ordeal, and he looked especially smug as he watched Zahir and Zian reluctantly serve drinks, their expressions caught somewhere between exasperation and amusement.“You know, I think I am going to miss this,” Liam said, taking a glass from Zahir and winking. “Seeing you two bow down to me—it’s been... enlightening.”“Trust me,” Zahir shot back with a grin, “you have enjoyed this way more than anybody did. But don’t get too used to it, Liam. As soon as today ends, we are going back to normal.”“Oh, really?” Liam laughed, leaning back in his chair. “I d
“I am not a bloody playboy…” Zahir screamed at the end of his wits, leaving everyone in the room other than Zian, Zada and Izzy shocked by his declaration.“What???” It was Liam’s voice that rang out more loudly. Zada gave him an elbow jab asking him to shut up.“Listen, Emily. I am not a playboy. I have never been one. The only girl in my life is you. When I was five, it was only you. And now when I am twenty, it is only you.” Zahir said, looking earnestly into Emily’s eyes.She looked at him suspiciously.“Stop lying.” Emil said coldly.“He is not lying, Emil.” It was Izzy who spoke. “What?”“He is not a playboy. He is plain stupid. He has this dumb belief that if he has this playboy image, it would make him more popular. He is only dumb, not a playboy.” Izzy said and Zahir glared at her.“What? I am only telling the truth. Who would do such stupidities like you do?” Izzy asked with a shrug.“What makes you so sure?” Emil challenged and Izzy smiled.“Remember the truth or dare game
Silence filled Emily’s room as she lay curled up in Zahir’s arms, savouring the warmth and closeness between them. They had finally let their walls down and the silence that hung between them now felt intimate, peaceful."If you say that this doesn't mean a thing..." Zahir trailed off, his voice a low, warning murmur as he brushed a hand through her hair, his eyes locked onto hers.Emily laughed softly, resting her head on his chest. "You are mine, Emily Langston," he whispered possessively."And you are mine, Zahir Ahmed," She whispered back, equally possessive.Zahir smirked, a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. He loved how she was never intimidated by him, always ready to challenge him, push back, stand toe-to-toe. They lay there for a moment, wrapped up in each other, enjoying a rare, unguarded moment. But suddenly, the sound of the front door opening and footsteps approaching the living room startled them out of their reverie.Emily quickly pulled the blanket up, her eyes wide
The months seemed to fly by, drawing Zada and Liam, Zian and Emma, and Izzy and Emil closer together. Each of their love stories blossomed, surrounded by the easy warmth and laughter of new romance and friendship. But for Zahir and Emily, it was a different story. Their undeniable attraction was as strong as ever, but neither would admit to the feelings simmering beneath. Yet, every chance they got, they would find themselves in each other's arms, their moments of intimacy full of tension and passion. And each time, they would pull away, murmuring the same words: ‘It doesn’t mean anything.’One evening, they were at the apartment the girls share after a gettogether. The others had left in couples, for some ‘couple time’, leaving Emily and Zahir alone. The air was thick with an unspoken tension, an electric charge that always seemed to grow whenever they were alone."Are you seriously going to that party with that guy?" Zahir asked abruptly, his voice laced with irritation. Emily shot
“By the way, Mr Ahmed, what shampoo and conditioner do you use?” Madison asked, looking admiringly at Zayed’s slightly long hair.“MOM!” Liam exclaimed in shock. He turned to his mom with pleading eyes.“What? I just wanted to know..” Madison said innocently. “Please keep a control on your tongue, mom. Don’t scare them away on the very first day.” Liam whispered to his mother in a pleading tone, earning a glare in return.“LIAM FREDRICK! How could you say that to your Momma? The momma who carried you inside her womb for nine months? The momma who changed your dirty diapers when you were a kid? The momma who kissed your boo boo’s away?” Madison asked, hands on her hips. She was fired up.Liam closed his eyes in disbelief. They were supposed to impress the Ahmeds. Not scare them off.Zayed and Salim exchanged a glance.“How the hell did we land here? Now there would be nothing stopping Cami and Ava. This woman seems just like them. They are going to get on like a house on fire.” Salim
The air was buzzing with anticipation as Liam paced the living room, stealing quick glances toward the front windows. The Ahmed family would be arriving soon, and he could already feel his nerves bubbling up. Outside, Madison Fredrick was bustling around the backyard, setting up for the barbecue. With her usual over-the-top excitement, she darted from one setup station to another, adjusting tables and setting out colourful plates.Madison, practically glowing with enthusiasm, called out, “Liam! Have you checked if the Ahmeds have landed yet? Oh, this is so exciting! Imagine having all of them over here!”“Yes, Mom, they landed just a bit ago. Zada, Zahir, and Zian went to pick them up and they have a stop by to freshen up after the long journey.” Liam chuckled at his mom’s energy. “Perfect!” Madison clapped her hands, her gaze already scanning the backyard. “We have the best setup! Michael is handling the grill, Chloe’s setting up the drinks station, and I have already got everyone