princess badass

Chapter 7: The devil or the queen slut?

A/N: this story is dedicated to rena rehman for being a great support and I am sooo sorry that I haven't uploaded in soo long and even then ,thanks for all the readers who still read my work, sorry for any grammatical or spelling mistakes, these are unedited versions...

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I concentrated or at least tried on concentrating the presentation and debated or suggested something or the other a few times. My mind slowly drifted to my dad who was supposedly joining the meeting late, I haven't seen him a while and I was over the moon at seeing him again, and he will be arriving with my sister and best friend Aysha.

Just as I was thinking I saw two hands snapping in front of me ,clearing my head from the lala land I saw Aysha smirking. I quickly hugged her and then made my way to Abba (dad) and he tackled me on to a bear hug, I was no less in hugging and we stayed there until I heard a throat clearing. I pulled out and grinned sheepishly at the beard members.

After what seemed like an eternity and a hell lot of debating (well suggesting), and number of snack breaks, the meeting came to a conclusion.

I quickly settled near Abba for a chit chat, it was sad that he was returning this day itself.

"Abba that's not even fair "I whined.

"Hey ... sweetie am a busy guy "he joked.

"Yea, right!!" I agreed.

"Hey ... sis ..... Don't forget SISTERS BEFORE MISTERS "Aysha said teasingly.

"Well, I don't like getting the same reply twice and especially one that I don't like" I snapped.

"Sorry, sis ...I really am, you better come home fast! We have lots to catch up" she winked.

"Yea ... about catching up, ABBAA I saw a Baskin Robins while coming here, I wanna go there with Aysha "I pleaded.

"NOPPPP" he said popping the P.

"You don't wanna get lost in a city like London "well what do I say a father is always a father I sighed and gave my best puppy dog look. "Pleeeaassse" I asked with my eyes wide.

"How can I say a 'NO' to that" he groaned, and then nodded okay while murmuring something along the line of "kids these days"

While we started out for the door we were interrupted by Mr.Yahya who was apparently Abba's business partner and run some pretty hi-fi business on his own.

"Hey there, you were quite attentive, while the meeting was going on" he complimented.

"Oh! Thanks for that" I replied.

"By the way Yahya, meet Fahmida, and Fahmida meet Yahya. He is our business incorporate and is doing really great on his own" my very own Abba introduced us.

"Oh so, you must be the princess of the emirate Fahmida, if I am not wrong" he said extending his hand.

"Mmm yea, but please Fahmi is fine "I said shaking, there was something about this man that reminded me of a certain someone. I shook off my thoughts.

"I've got a son about your age and he doesn't even know how the company really runs" he said with a sheepish smile.

"Oh it's really boring, I am with your son on this, and I just do this because ......"