The wind whistled through the air as Zian and Emma sped away on Zian's motorcycle. The purring of the engine and the sensation of the road beneath them added to the thrill of the ride. Emma, her excitement palpable, clung to Zian, her arms wrapped around him.Zian, however, maintained a facade of sternness."I hope you are aware I am still mad at you," he said over the roar of the engine.“Is that so? Then you should have just let me go with Ethan. He wasn’t mad at me and he would have enjoyed the ride with me.” Emma laughed, the sound blending with the wind. "Oh, come on, Zian! Lighten up! We're on an adventure!"The corners of Zian's lips twitched, betraying his efforts to stay serious. Emma sensed the crack in his stoic demeanour and squeezed him tighter. She placed her head on his shoulder, enjoying the exhilarating ride.As they journeyed through scenic landscapes, Zian finally decided to let go of the lingering anger. "Alright, alright. I guess you've suffered enough. No more s
"Looks like your hair wants to stay with me a little longer." Zian chuckled. "Even I want to." Emma said with a pout.As she attempted to disentangle her hair, Zian gently held her face, his fingers softly grazing her cheek. Their eyes locked, and in that intimate moment, the air seemed to crackle with an unspoken connection.Neither of them knew who moved first, the next moment, they were kissing like there was no tomorrow…Their lips met in a tender embrace, igniting a spark that seemed to electrify the air around them. Time stood still as they melted into the sweetness of the kiss, each moment filled with a rush of emotions they had long kept hidden.Emma's heart fluttered with joy as she felt Zian's warm touch, his gentle caress sending shivers down her spine. In that fleeting moment, everything else faded away, leaving only the warmth of their shared affection.But just as quickly as it began, Zian pulled away, his expression clouded with guilt. "I... I am sorry, Emma," he stam
“Emily!!” Zahir uttered her name loudly, as though saying that name to himself.But, much to his bad luck, his brother had walked in at the same time and heard him utter that name.Zian smirked and shot a teasing look at Zahir."Did you just call out for Emily, my darling brother?" Zian teased, unable to resist poking fun at his twin."What? No! Absolutely not! I think you just imagined that," Zahir protested, his cheeks now resembling ripe tomatoes.“OMG! Look at you, all blushing..” Zian teased and in a swift move, Zahir tackled his brother on to the bed.Zian laughed as he ducked the pillow thrown at him, his grin widening at the sight of Zahir's reddening cheeks. “Shut up!” Zahir bellowed embarrassedly.Zian raised an eyebrow, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Oh, please! You can't hide anything from me, Zahir," he said, his voice filled with mock innocence."Shut up! It's not what you think," he muttered, avoiding his brother's gaze. Zahir scowled, his embarrassment turning into
Zian was impatiently waiting for Emma in the cafeteria. After dropping her at her apartment last evening, he had tried to call her a hundred times, but she didn’t attend any of those phone calls.“Hey, Zi.” Zada greeted as she took a seat across from him. Liam sat next to her.Zian frowned and looked at the cafeteria door to see if Emma was coming.“What happened?” Zada asked curiously.“Where is Emma?” Zian asked desperately.“She went home this morning. Didn’t you know? I thought you know..” Zada said.“Damn!” Zian cursed under his breath.“Uh oh! You two had some fight yesterday, didn’t you? That’s why she went home. I didn’t connect the dots. I did ask her why she was going home during a weekday. She just said some excuse and hurried out.” Zada explained.“Why did you both fight?” Liam asked and Zian looked away.How was he supposed to tell them what was the reason for the fight?“Zada, I am going to Greenwich. Will come back tonight hopefully.” Zian said and hurried out of the ca
“No means no. You refused to kiss me. I don’t want to talk to you anymore..” Emma said hotly. Daniel and Gianna looked at their daughter in horror.“Damn!!” Zian mumbled under his breath..“EMMA!!!” Gianna shrieked and Emma bit her tongue as she realised she had just blurted out something she should never say in front of her parents.“Uh Gianna, what she meant is that we were playing a truth or dare game. I was dared to kiss Emma on her cheeks. But I didn’t want to do it in everyone’s presence. So, I refused. And someone taunted her saying that I don’t really love her and that’s why I didn’t kiss her. And Emma got hurt hearing that. That’s why she got angry with me. It is nothing serious. We can talk it out quickly. Just give us some time..” Zian lied through his teeth, not wanting Emma to face her mother’s wrath.Gianna calmed down a bit but Zian saw Daniel still had his eyes narrowed on him.Damn!“Yeah! We were playing truth of dare, Momma. Do you remember that one time we played a
Zian and Zahir stood in the art room of the campus, their eyes fixed on the canvas that Liam had presented to them. The painting was an abstract explosion of colours and shapes, and neither brother could quite make sense of it. They exchanged a weird glance, both trying to suppress their laughter."So, Liam, this... masterpiece is supposed to represent your love for Zada?" Zahir broke the silence with a sarcastic grin.“Yes, it is. Every brushstroke is filled with emotion and meaning." Liam, sensing the sarcasm, straightened up defensively. Zian raised an eyebrow, struggling to hold back a chuckle. "Really? Because all I see is a mess of colours. How exactly does this express love?" Zian asked curiously, trying to suppress his mirth.Liam took a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure. "You see, love isn't something you can always define clearly. It's abstract, like this painting. The red symbolises passion, the blue represents calmness and trust, and the intertwining lines
The sun was just beginning to rise over the horizon as the group assembled at the base of the mountain. The morning air was crisp and cool, a stark contrast to the nervous excitement buzzing among them. Liam, looking both determined and slightly overwhelmed, had a map in one hand and a checklist in the other."Alright, everyone," Liam began, trying to project confidence. "I have got the route planned out. It should take us about four hours to reach the top, with a couple of breaks along the way.""Sounds good, Captain Fredrick! Lead the way!" Zahir clapped him on the back, nearly knocking the map out of his hands. "Yeah, just make sure you don’t lead us into a bear’s den or something." Zian said grinning, adjusting his backpack. Liam rolled his eyes but smiled. "Don’t worry, I double-checked the route. No bears, just beautiful scenery and a good workout."Emma, Emily, Emil, Izzy and Zada all fell in line, with Zada giving Liam an encouraging nod. "You have got this, Liam. We belie
As the sun began to dip below the horizon, the group reached their designated campsite. The sky was painted with hues of orange and pink, casting a serene glow over the mountain. They had worked hard to get there, and now it was time to set up camp for the night.Liam clapped his hands together, rallying everyone. "Alright, folks, let’s set up the tents before it gets too dark. We’ve got four tents, so two people per tent."Zian nodded and looked at the bags. "Let’s get to it. We need to set up a fire too; it’s going to get cold quickly."Emma and Zian paired off, working together to pitch their tent near the centre of the campsite. Zada and Liam set up another tent nearby, with Izzy, Emil and Emily taking the spot just a bit further off. Zahir, who was clearly still brimming with energy, volunteered to help with everyone’s setup.As they worked, the first stars began to twinkle in the darkening sky. The tents were finally up, and the group turned their attention to gathering wood f
"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