@lordaleem_official

Casanova Life

Aleem's P.O.V:

I had absolutely enough of my father dictating every single part of my life. I decided to head over to Annabelle's as I  really needed to de-stress myself. I know that I am not ready to move on from her, whilst knowing full well that she has moved on.

I pick up my phone and ring Akbar, my childhood friend to make reservations for us where we will be drinking the night away. I try to divert the my mind away from marriage and not think about the gold-digging vixen who wanted to marry me. I mean who wouldn't? I have handsome looks that girls swoon over and goals that would scare anyone's soul. I check my phone and see  a whatsapp notification from Dad that says 'Your Future Bride'. As I go on Whatsapp and I see the pic that popsy sends me immediately I throw my phone at the back of my Lambourgini SUV.

Oho! So this was the girl who has my father wrapped around her finger. I now remember her! She was the same girl who studied with me in Pakistan till Class 8. She was such a teacher's pet, with her typical spectacles and French braids that always looked like they had been dipped in oil. Baran , I and my other cousins would often bully her and comment on how ugly she looks. But here... She looks so innocent ....soo damn divine ... so pure in this picture. Her big doey  brwn eyes just look so much better without those chashmas . STOP ALEEM...I said to myself . Have you not learnt your lesson on how looks can be so darn deceiving? I must be seriously drunk I thought or else who would fall for a Pakistani girl like her? I shall pass. I have learnt now from experience that looks are always deceiving so never ever fall for them. Who ever knew that this miss goody two shoes would ever be a gold-digger. Whatever happened about Islam and that money is not all that. Urghh I swear anyone tells me one more time that money doesn't make a difference I swear I will actually wack my Bugatti Chiron's keys at his/her's head. As I stare long and hard into the emptiness of the dark roads that lay ahead, my Lambourgini reves into the darkness of the night where I sit in waiting planning my revenge. She is definitely going to pay to pay for this. But for now Aleem for now u just need to chill at Annabelle's...where I just need some stress relief. Hmm who shall give me a lap dance today? How about that brunette the one with the long slender soft legs? I'll have her. I shout 'I love my Life'  loud enough in my Mercedes it's echo could be heard a long way away in the dark depths of the night. Yet the answer the moonlit sky and stars gave me today was 'No you do not.' Huh they don't talk do they? Urghh I must really be drunk 🥴😅Time to have some fun 😈🤪🤪