All Nainah Omar ever felt for him was pure, unfiltered hatred. Every encounter ended the same way - sharp words, heated arguments, or her dumping responsibilities on him out of spite, leaving him confused... and strangely amused. She never tried to understand him. She never wanted to. What Nainah didn't know was that he wasn't one. There were two of him. And she unluckily kept colliding with the wrong twin. The innocent one. The bearer of her anger. The man who paid for wounds he never caused. Fresh out of a relationship that had chipped away at her peace, Nainah wanted nothing more than simplicity. Grounded in faith, and shaped by an Arewa upbringing, she had learned to love restraint, dignity, and a life far away from noise. Though she came from wealth, she rejected the spotlight - fiercely. Until her world shifted. The day she discovers the truth - that they are twins, and not just any twins, but two of the richest and most eligible bachelors in town - her carefully guarded heart begins to crack. One twin was calm, patient, and quietly enduring-easy in his kindness, steady in his presence. The other was nonchalant to the point of cruelty. Cold. Provoking. Always in her space, always testing the fragile edges of her self-control And as hatred begins to blur into something dangerously close to love, Nainah is forced to confront more than just her feelings - she must face her healing, her faith, and the fear of falling again. Can the heart always remain halal when temptation refuses to leave? This is a story of loss, pain, and quiet healing, of love born from resentment, and of a woman torn between two identical faces... and two very different hearts.

COPYRIGHT © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!!! . . . "Habiba?" He stares at her dark orbs searching for the familiarity in them. "It's Hanan!" "Lies." He mutters taking a step closer, he reaches for her hand. "I don't lie, I rather do revenge!" She glares yanking her hand away from his touch which makes her feel dirty. *** Habiba; Not our regular happy-spirited Habiba anymore, not the Habiba who once craved the love of her husband, Najib, whom she now detests. All she now craves is to seek revenge and justice from him, for what she's lost and her name which has been tainted. *** Najib; Still our good looking... I should rephrase that to a more good-looking billionaire, a wealthy industrialist, and now the most wanted suitor since he's all back to being single again. With all eyes pinned on him, he's got his pinned on the only woman who hates his existence, Habiba. Despite being unable to remember her and their past, his thirst for her continues to grow till they are reunited after 3 years of growing apart. She aims to destroy him and snatch away his happiness, while he aims to have her and make her his at any cost. "Will they both achieve their aims?" *** Started 1 January, 2024. Completed 17 December,2024. Highest rankings~🏆 #1 in a new life on 15-02-04 #1 in Worth reading on 25-08-04 #4 in Sequel on 16-01-06 #2 in Vengeance on 19-01-06 #8 in Wealth on 15-04-04 ©2024 ©All rights reserved

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