Taming His Treasure.

A little Introduction.

chapter#1

*Daliah Asim's P.O.V*

~flashback~

"mommy, please.." I cried holding her head in my hands. The blood had flooded the tiles.

"mommy, please wake up" I shook her but she didn't move. I sobbed louder and louder until I was screaming for my mother.

I screamed louder, loud enough to get my neighbors to bang the doors.

There was continues banging on the door but no one opened the door..because no one was around.

I kept on screaming until I felt a pair of warm hands lift me up and embrace me in to their warmth.

~end of flashback~

I woke up sweating once again. This memory never leaves my mind. Never did it stop haunting me every night.

Before I knew I was sobbing on my bed. I clutched the blanket closer to me and sobbed until I fell back to sleep again.

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I woke up to my alarm, indicating that I had to get ready for my work.

I work as a waitress in a 5 star hotel. They say I don't need to work because of the amount of the money mom left for me is enough to feed generations without earning anymore. However, my dad doesn't want me to use that money. He's a billionaire but still wants me to work hard. Talk about working hard, he's hardly in the country. I just get to see him once every 5-7 months. Sucks right? but I don't care now, because I'm used to it. I am used to not seeing his face for months and months. If he doesn't care about me, Why should I?

I quickly got out of the car and ran to the changing room to change in to my uniform. Everyone turned to me and said their salams. I replied with a simple nod.

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A/N

Asalamualaikum!

A new story! I'm really really excited for this book. I have an awesome plot in my mind and I am just too excited!

I am also writing another story "Wanting What I Deserve" read that story as well.

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