[𝗔𝗠𝗔𝗬𝗔 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗭𝗬𝗥𝗔𝗡]
When a business deal is struck, she finds herself in the confines of the only man she thinks is insufferable. She is to survive but will this just remain as it?
>Marriage of convinience
>Forced proximity
{𝐀𝐘𝐋...
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"You are so dead when we go home, Fayra." I seethe at her through gritted teeth while she just smiles at me cheekily in response. "I'll deal with you all, later but first I have to change myself out of this dress." Amaya heaves in a frustrated sigh as with a roll of her eyes she takes Zyran's hand who leads her down the stairs.
"Arey Mira, kiun ghussa kr rhi ho itna." Ahmer who now stands beside Ayla speaks with a chuckle. "Bhai yeh chupanay wali baat hai?" Ayla answers on my behalf casting a look to the boy standing at her side.
(Oh Mira why are you so angry?) (Is this something to hide?)
"Sai ghussa kr rhi hai woh, Shehraryar tumhe bhi sharam ani chaiye mujhe is tarah pta lg rha hai." Zyran backs me up as I pass him a satisfied smile. Looks like we'll be buddies. "Thankyou, Jeju."
(He anger is justified,Shehryar you should be ashamed too this is how I find out?)
"Meri ghalti thori na hai kay tum apni shaadiyon ki tayari mein masroof thay, Zyran." Shehryaranswers causing Zyran to send him a look which clearly says 'you're dead'.Fayra who was standing completely silent till now try to ease the tension in the room as she says.
(Its not my mistake you were so hurled up in your wedding preparations, Zyran.)
"Okay, girls I'll explain everything to you once we get out of here so can we please leave this topic here?" Her eyes are hopeful as with a sigh we both let our emotions simmer while patiently waiting for Amaya.
Until Mr Skyscraper has to ruin it again.
"Leave it Fayra what else will she talk about? Maybe how she totally ruined our plan when she decided to step out from our hiding spot." Zayn's playful tone suggests as I whip my head in his direction, my eyes fixated in a glare full of hatred for him and only him.
"O Mr Skyscraper, You were the one who pushed me!" I say pointing an accusing finger at him. "Tauba Mira, Sharam kr lo itna jhoot?" Comes his reply with a fake scoff.
(Have some shame, you've lied enough)
"You're the liar here, Zayn Chaudhary." I drawl. "Well you're the one who pushed me to this extent Mira Farjad." He says cooly as Ahmer behind me and Ayla coughs. I let my gaze fall from his eyes before replying.
"Well, one can have so much expectations for you, Zayn." I smile at him before leaning towards his direction as his shoulders stiffen. "We'll see about that when I beat you so recklessly in the elections, because these lies won't get you anywhere." I whisper loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.
Zyran has a smile on his face as Ayla's expressions say that she can't be more proud.
"Okay you all-why the hell does Mira look like she can kill Zayn any moment?" Amaya's eyes are squinted together in confusion before something clicks in her mind as she speaks. "Nevermind, not a new thing."
