PROLOGUE.

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Khadija.

For those of you who don't know Khadija was the Prophets first wife....holy and prestigious. My mom chose that name for me because she thought that one day I'm going to settle down and become a loving, religious housewife who obeyed her husband blah blah blah. Well damn was she wrong.

When I came out about the fact that I'd much rather prefer being a independent woman, that hated the idea of marriage...she was not happy. We could never seem to come to an agreement. That's why I left her and moved away with my dad. He was the complete opposite of her. No cares in the world about what I did, wealthy businessman, living life to the fullest. He didn't have to hide the fact that he never wanted a daughter in the first place. He made that pretty clear when he went missing through most of my childhood days. Yet I still chose him over my mother. Some might call me stupid but they don't understand me or the reasons why I did what I did.

Hakeem.

I think my name means servant of the all wise ....or something like that. I don't really care. I live with both my annoying parents that wants the absolute opposite of what I want.

-They like good job opportunities ...I like good parties

-They need a good daughter in-law...I need a good vibe, no attachments.

-They want grandkids...not happening anytime soon.

Both Khadija and Hakeems life will eventually intertwine.They just don't know when and how.

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Hi guys this is my very first book. The first few chapters might be kinda boring but hang in there because it gets interesting 😏

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