chapter-12

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Aaliyah's POV

I woke up gasping for air and was greeted with unfamiliar walls and suddenly flashes from last night came rushing to me I was married I'm Mrs. Ajmal Ahmed now and suprisingly my husband doesn't even wants me with a sigh I got up and decided to go shopping and later on check on the club.

Yes you heard me right club I have my own club or you could say clubs which my whole family is unaware of even my brother and husband I have 8 clubs under the name lush life all around New York and Brooklyn 4 years ago I was in bad place I used to bet the advantage was I won all the time and when I thought I'm getting too deep in it I stopped myself and with all that money opened my clubs lush life was known as flex before its owner decided to retire and I found that as a opportunity to buy it and soon it expanded I had my dark side and I love it as well it comes handy at times like this.

I decided to settle on pale yellow dress which emphasised my curves perfectly and settled on nude lipstick and high ponytail once satisfied I went downstairs and decided to check if he's still home once the chauffer confirmed that he was home indeed I decided to make breakfast for him and me I settled with scrambled eggs and orange juice and made some pancakes and toasts for him satisfied with my work I sticked a note and left for shopping.

Soon I was parked infront of the shopping mall I headed out and went straight in 'forever 21' and asked the lady to help me with formal cloth after 7 bags of clothes I made my way for sandals and shoes shop and came out with 4 handbags. I could feel my leg giving up and my stomach grumbled, frowning I watched the time on my watch and yelped in surprise it was 5 in the evening already I decided to make a stop to eat something and made my way to food corner.

After 1 extra cheese burger, one large fries and coke I decided to head for club I wanted to relax a bit and strangely club was my safe heaven I made my way to my car and heard my phone going off and face palmed myself stupidly only to see 18 missed calls 35 messages and 8 voice mails from 'Mr. James bond' I immediately called him back worried sick, after third ring he picked up. And I was greeted with his calming voice and weirdly it soothed me up and my panic as well.

"You do realize phones are meant to be answered when someone calls and to be kept with yourself all the fucking time" he spoke I could literally see how he was trying his best to calm his anger. And boy was I thankful for it.

" sorry i was out shopping for some important things and left my phone in the car I just came now is everything alright? why were you calling me so many times?"I asked deciding not to bother arguing cause I wasn't in the mood for an argument.

"I'm going out with my colleague friends to the club I thought of taking you along but I'll make an excuse for now don't wait for me" I rolled my eyes at him and commented back "as if I was gonig to wait for you duh, enjoy your night hubby adios!" And cutted the call and made my way towards my safe heaven.

I reached club around 8 did the whole ride made me feel like pulling my hair out? Yes. Did I do that? No. Traffic was unbelievable and I understood it's working day ofcourse there will be traffic like this as I parked myself my guard came to open the door for me and I made my way into my office directly to clear some paper work suddenly my eyes caught familiar face and as I looked at my laptop I was faced with none other but my dear husband with other 5 people.

I heard my office phone going off and told my men to let them in this day was getting interesting though I made my way to my closet yes I know what you thinking I have a closet here as well c'mon I won't go out looking like a mango I get it the dress is good but it isn't for clubs. I pulled out a blood red leather outfit and after a little touch up I was ready I made my way out of the room and my manager run-jogged rushed towards me complaining as there were some guest who requested to speak to boss and they looked like important people I inwardly groaned and told him to lead the way.

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