
Sikandar vali shah : always serous never smiles , workaholic.Rude and heartless..Real pathan strong muscular zidi..

Adaah zafar afridi: carefree beautiful pathani.bubbly but mean at times.Drama queen wants to travel the world.a free bird and wildflower..
SIKANDAR "HEART OF SHADOWS "
sleek black Mercedes pulls up to the entrance of an imposing glass skyscraper. The building, towering above the city, stands as a monument to corporate power.
*****starts with Sikandar***
The Mersedes door swings open, and **SIKANDAR WALI SHAH** steps out. He's a tall, commanding figure, his typical Pathan features striking tall and a sturdy, muscular build, deep-set, almond-shaped eyes dark brown. His dark eyes, deep and intense, scan his surroundings with a cold, calculating gaze. thick, dark hair. His sharp jawline and prominent Adam's apple accentuate his proud, dignified presence. Sikandar's neck, strong and defined, carries the weight of his authority effortlessly. His voice, when he speaks, is deep and dangerous, resonating with an almost tangible power.
As soon as Sikandar enters the lobby, a wave of tension ripples through the staff. The once-busy atmosphere falls silent. Employees who were chatting quickly dispersed, each one rushing to their posts, eyes wide with a mixture of fear and respect.
**RECEPTIONIST** (whispering to a colleague)
He's here.
The whispered warning spreads like wildfire. The staff scrambles to perfect every detail, from straightening files to adjusting their attire. The air is thick with the urgency to meet his unspoken standards. Just like his name Sikandar 'the king'
Sikandar strides through the lobby, every step purposeful. His cold, piercing eyes miss nothing. He approaches the reception desk, where
the **RECEPTIONIST**, trembling slightly, hands him a stack of messages. He takes them without a word, his expression unreadable.
Sikandar steps into a private elevator, the doors closing behind him. The moment he is out of sight, the staff exhales collectively, the tension momentarily easing.
The elevator doors open to reveal a pristine corridor. Sikandar walks out, passing by rows of glass-walled offices. Inside, employees work with intense focus, stealing nervous glances as he passes.
Sikandar enters his office, a vast space of minimalist elegance. Everything is in perfect order, a reflection of his exacting standards. He places the messages on his immaculate desk and takes a seat. The room is silent, save for the soft hum of the city beyond the windows.
Outside his office, the staff moves with disciplined efficiency. **JESSICA**, his personal assistant, organizes documents with meticulous care, her hands steady, but her eyes filled with determination to avoid any mistakes.
Sikandar opens his laptop and begins working, his focus unbreakable. The weight of his presence permeates the entire floor, a constant reminder of the high stakes.
'THE FLASHBACK FROM THE PAST'
A younger Sikandar stands defiantly before his father, **SHAHBAZ WALI SHAH**. The room is filled with an oppressive silence.
**SHAHBAZ**
(angry)
You think law school is a joke, Sikandar? This is your future we're talking about!
**SIKANDAR**
(defiant)
My future, Father. Not yours. I don't need your approval to prove myself.
He throws his freshly earned law degree on the desk, a gesture of defiance. Shahbaz's eyes narrow in frustration.
**SHAHBAZ**
(sarcastic)
And what now? Off to conquer another world you care nothing about?
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