asiya and Ibrahim fall in love back in secondary school circumstances forced them to separate. 5years later asiya is now a mother of 1 and wife of an abusive business tycoon who is a heavy drinker, a womaniser, as chaos engulfs her life she cross path with Ibrahim who still loves her with the core of his being. read as their story unfolds. #lovestory #hausaenglish #epiclove #youngsdults

Genre:Psychological Thriller/Romance Theme: guilt, shame, trauma, love, deception, secret, lies, redemption A dark secret from the past threatens to destroy a fragile marriage. The main character, haunted by guilt and shame, is forced to confront his inner demons when his wife begins to uncover the truth about his true intentions. As the stakes grow higher, he must decide whether to confess his sins or risk losing everything. But what happens when the truth is more devastating than anyone could have imagined? This is a chance encounter between two strangers leads to a whirlwind romance, but beneath the surface, Nabeelah's world is turned upside down. As she struggles to uncover the truth, she must confront the darkness of her own past and the true intentions of the man she married. Will their love be strong enough to overcome the secrets and lies, or will it ultimately be their downfall?

"We need to talk " he said and I nodded my head. "We both know this marriage was forced on us right?" He asked making me nod my head already afraid. "I just want you to know that in this marriage we're just going to be friends,I have a very deep past and I'm trying hard not to let it make me hurt you in anyway" he said lowering his gaze from me. "Try your possible best to stay away from me,but of course I'll do my duties as a husband and also do yours as a wife but don't think it'll lead to anything more than friends." He said and stood up and as he reached the door he stopped as if he just remembered something . "LASTLY STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!!" He shouted before banging the door leaving me in shock.

*Sequel to the book Shy for a wife* Being the first born of a wealthy mother is another thing and being the first born to a workaholic is different. Well, I'm that. My name is Ruqqayya Ahmad and i am 20 years. Since when I was small I have been different from my other siblings. That kind of excluded me since I wasn't in the package. Whenever I greeted someone the first thing they say is "it is indeed true, she is the exact replica of my father." It annoyed me so much because I don't know what he looked like. My mom, cleared everything of his to make us feel better especially her but it makes me feel worse. I studied architecture in Canada to feel better. I came back and I am going to get married to a guy who works under his father in an architectural company after she works for him as an assistant. I had to fight with my colleagues becauseof how they disliked me which made me loose hope in any chance we have. I resolced it after months working there. We fell in love and then got married. Later after screwing up in some events I later find out that I have a small quantity of my father's disease. Please tell me, what could possibly be worse than that?