Mubashira Jaffar- the charismatic, arrogant, yet emotionally volatile daughter of a business tycoon, finds herself in a quandary when the untimely passing of her father forces her to assume his responsibilities and burdens.
What happens when she st...
Hello lovelies! We're back with a late night post to make up for all our downtime!
Since our Queen Bee MJ has kept a low profile in the last few days, we've momentarily decided to shift our attention to our little prince Zaid Asif, who's having a bit of a moment in the spotlight after featuring on our 'It Girl's' Insta handle.
Clearly, our readers want to know more about him- his absence from social media deepening everyone's curiosity! Well, never fear- because we've got all the deets!
Our prince was spotted with his princess-to-be, Ayra Saleem (sister to council member Amir Saleem) for a casual dinner date. Don't they look cozy? Rumour is, they'll be tying the knot by the end of the year with a huge lineup of events and a massive guest list.
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What do we think of our happy couple? Are we shipping this?
Drop your comments and let us know!
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Mubashira sighed as she scrolled through a couple of emails on her iPad- the device mounted comfortably on its mauve Bottega cover, atop the tea table in the bedroom. As soon as she found a couple of messages from the bank, she shook her head in frustration and moved on, suspecting that they were merely reminders for her monthly payments.
Even though she'd tried to go to bed early to escape the hurricane of emotions swirling around in her mind, she found that sleep was being annoyingly elusive due to the adrenaline that'd invariably been pumped into her system as a result of the day's events. Ultimately, she'd decided to give up on it and instead, had chosen to clear her mailbox even though she'd pledged to give herself some rest from all official and financial matters.
However, try as she would to distract herself, her mind would transgressively and obstinately wander back to those couple of minutes in the elevator where she'd been barely inches away from Zaid. And annoyingly enough, that juvenile sensation of giddiness that she'd felt right then would return, despite her best efforts to delete it from her spectrum of emotions.
Get out of my head already...Get out of my head...
Just as Mubashira was about to delete a couple of spam emails that'd somehow passed through the filter, she heard the door to the room creak open as a confident gait resounded from a few feet away. Although she recognised that it was Asif Shahwani who'd entered the room- his arrival making her heartbeat grow slightly irregular due to the twinge of fear it instilled in her, she made sure to remain glued to the screen in order to deliberately ignore his presence, hoping to avoid a confrontation with him. Nevertheless, Mubashira was out of luck for he stalked over straight towards the chair accompanying the tea table where she was sat, and began to tap his foot impatiently in order to grab her attention.
