Naintara Siddiqui is a 24-year-old woman, who is bold and straightforward from the outside yet so fragile and sensitive from the inside. She's been suffering for 11 years and her only motive is to take revenge on Kamran Malik for his ill doings and...
(adj.) It describes someone who prefers to face everything on their own and finds it hard to ask for help
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Brakes were pulled in front of the huge building. The young lady stepped out of her Audi RS E-Tron GT, dressed in a long white frock with small blue flowers, perfectly matching the hot and sunny weather of mid-June. A small scarf around her head, and her hair tied loosely.
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She threw the car keys towards the guard, which he caught and moved to park the car.
Her aura screamed power and confidence. The ticking sound of her heels echoed through the hallway and made the whispers go silent, as everyone knew who just entered.
"Good morning, mam"
"Good morning, mam"
Greetings came from every passing person to which she nodded with a straight face, marching towards her office.
Her secretary ran behind her to match her pace, holding a pile of files and a tablet in the other hand, showing her schedule. Security guards and a few employees along with her secretary, followed her.
After discussing two or more things Daud, her secretary went to the kitchen to prepare her coffee and the guards moved to their appointed places around the building. The other employees also went to their seats after taking her signatures on the files required.
Naintara entered her office with magnificent strides, settled on the chair facing the PC, and placed her belongings on the desk. She gazed at the piles of files placed on the table, which were to be checked and signed by her before taking a deep breath to relax her nerves so that she could start working.
Daud knocked, and she allowed with a single Hmm knowing it was him. He entered with a cup of double expresso shot, and the tablet in the other hand, as he placed the cup on the desk, making sure to be neat and disciplined and not to make her angry, as that was the least anyone wanted.
