Son of a biscuit

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ALIZEY SHAH  ^^^ 

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ALIZEY'S POV  

Its been 10 minutes 15 seconds of me sitting on my bed and being depressed as fuck..I take deep breaths..inhale...exhale 

After a few shitty minutes of doing inhale exhale.. a knock came at my door and that shit means that...some people that i didnt wanted to meet...came... 

I walked out of the room like a dieing sloth

I walked in the living room and saw the people who came to ask my hand for their son's marriage... dont worry.. just like you, i'm *shook* too. 

SO my father being the arrogant asshole he is who wanna show off literally everything called out "uh there comes my beautiful daughter"... Oh my carrots, The cringe level *....* i'm telling u the cringe level. has reached the moon.. oh by 'reached the moon' i remember the lyrics.. Talking to the mooooooooooon oooohhh... 

Anyways back to life, focusing on the people in front of me, i saw a not so old man and woman looking to good for their age and wearing expensive clothes... i feel broken hearted seeing my fucking self wearing the clothes that i bought in sale....*sad lyf* 

Then besides rich uncle, aunty was standing a smoking hot man!!!!! Dayummm mami

He was also really tall and muscular... i wonder if he is the son.... damn marry me already.. He was wearing a black tux that made him look like a greek god! and yo man when i made i contact i saw that him smirking at me..................... shit he caught me

"alizey come sit here" says my pops. So i go place my ass on the sofa beside my pops.. lmfao my father looks like he will die from happines, i hope that happens hehe 

yeah i hate my 'father' he cheated on my mom and is old fashioned as fuck 

"hey honey im yasmin sheikh and this is my husband adnan sheikh" duh ok woman 

I smiled at her sweetly, coz i cant flip her off at this time right.. 

im kinda rude but i dont even give a fuck coz thats how its been since i was a kid. Not giving a fuck about what others say about me 

"Nice to meet you Mrs. sheikh" i said to that woman. Bro im telling ya'll im so fucking good at acting 

she smiled and said " and this is our son Zain. Zain Sheikh" oh so daddy's name is Zain. I like it lol just kidding ya'll but im ofcourse not gonna marry this zain dude 

I hate marriage. I hate love. Never gonna love and marry anyone

So back to Zain, when i looked at him i saw him smirking at me. Whatsup with this dude? why does he keeps smirking at me. Son of a biscuit 

" what do u do son" ask my mom. fuck it dont call him son 

"im a famous business man and i own many hotels and resorts" zain said. Andd my father immediatly smiled and said "that's good son" 

fuck this shit. Pops is impressed 

I need to find a way out of this motherfucking wedding. 

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HEY LUVS! This is my very first book if there is are any mistakes i'm sorry but If you don't like it don't read it. periodt 

well hope ya'll enjoy!! this is just the first chap there is more to happen in the story..! 







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