Being 12 and having her innocent family accused and executed for being Terrorists. She vows to avenge her pain.
What happens 14 years later when she gets a chance to finally fulfill her vow? Will she be able to let justice prevail or will love stan...
Hi readers, my name is Samu. I'm no pro writer, written a few stories and so but this is my first book😊.
I'm really excited to bring out the idea and I hope I'm not judged harshly. I hope you'll all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.❤️
The journey of Aleeya will be complicated and I'd appreciate it if you leave comments 🤗
Book is entirely mine, from start to finish. Again please be nice. Thank you and Let's roll💃🏽💕
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[14 Years Later]
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"Aleeya?" The coffee shop waitress calls out my name as I stand from my seat walking towards the counter."Thank you." I politely thank her with a smile on my face.
As I'm about to walk away, I overhear a guy next to me talking to the waitress. "I must have left my wallet in my car. Do one thing, put it on my tab and I'll come back. I really need the coffee."
"I got it. Here you go." I say coming to his rescue, handing my card to the waitress. "Double espresso, please." He instructs her then looks my way. He's tall, dark brown hair, charming face features complemented by brown eyes. He has facial hair that adorns his jawline. "That was unnecessary but uh..."
Before he could finish his sentence, I take my card and walk out of the coffee shop. I walk to my car, throw my handbag inside, take off my black coat, revealing a red sleeveless dress that hugs my body so perfectly.
"Hold on..." As I'm about to step inside my car. A firm hand grabs my wrist, stopping me.
I turn to look and it's the same guy from the coffee shop. "Listen, you rushed off before I could..." "Touch me again without my permission, I dare you." Firmly staring into his eyes, he looks at my wrist then drops my hand.
"Oh um... by the way, I'm Zod..." "Hold on" I cut him off as my phone rings. I look at the caller id, then answer. "Yes tell me?... Alright I'm on my way." I pull my hand from the man's grip then step inside my car, driving off to my office.
45minutes later, I'm at the office walking to the receptionist. "Farah, tell me what happened." "It's the deal we cancelled with Mr Lincoln." "Go on."
"Mr Lincoln is not happy about the fact that we went with the new supplier." Farah explains running after me as I'm walking to my office.
"He said that he will make sure that none of your events succeed. He also promised to make other suppliers pull out. He replaced our material with cheap and used one. The wedding reception was a flop and the couple wants a refund."
"A refund?! Planning that wedding costed over a million. Am I suppose to return all that money?!" I shout entering my office, throwing my bag, laptop and keys on my desk.
