I smiled, pretending not to hear. The cameras were flashing outside, my phone was buzzing with TikTok & instagram mentions, and my husband-to-be was waiting forty-three, elegant, rich, and mine. Khadija (Ameera) A 23 year old Model and social media influencer who unexpectedly marries a 43-year-old billionaire.The world assumes she's after his money but she knows the truth: she fell for his maturity, calmness, and the way he made her feel safe. Her wedding becomes the city's hot topic "Instagram-perfect, lefe goals, scandal-level rich." But behind the glamour are whispers, jealousy, secrets, and a man who might not be as unshakable as he seems. © Khulsum Saleem. All Rights Reserved. Wattpad Edition | 2025

Widowed at twenty-six, just two months after giving birth to her third child, Fatima's world shatters completely when she loses her father on that very same day. Grief settles into her bones, reshaping her heart, her faith, and her understanding of love. How do you conquer a heart that has learned to survive so much pain? A thirty-five-year-old bachelor..... A ruthless businessman. A computer genius. The heir to a billion-dollar oil empire. Khaleepha Bunza chose to remain single, believing control was easier than vulnerability. Perhaps self-preservation was only fear taught to stand tall. What happens when he looks into the most captivating eyes he has ever seen? eyes holding more emotion than he has encountered in a lifetime, and finds himself tethered to them, unable to look away?

"What are you doing here" She questions eyeing him while walking towards her closet to pull off the clothes from the party. The prince is sitted on the bed, fingers fisting the sheets as he stares at her his Adam's apple bobbing from each ragged breath. "I'm here for you" He states his voice raspy. stunned she turns around so fast she stumbles "Here for me" the laugh that escapes her is unintentional. "Excuse me your highness but please get out" Now with a slightly colder voice she tells him trying to be polite. He freezes, eyes darkening at her words before wetting his lips "I'm not going anywhere, now come here. I want you" He says eyes fixed on her and she lets out a breath her glare begining to form. "No" The word escapes her as she turns to walk into the closet. "I'm here as your husband" The prince mutters and she freezes, her own fingers tightening over the silk dress she has on before she whips her head to stare at him. when her family would visit the palace she'd always leave with one name and that is 'His wife' with whispers within and outside the palace crawling over her as they refered to her as the 'Prince's wife' 'Judge's wife' but she'd brushed it all aside deciding it was best to address such issues when they are about to happen and unknown to her it came sooner than later. Their wedding was set to take place in a few days and she felt only calm towards it only for her to wait...wait and be told he's getting married to another and that she's out of the equation. Broken, confused and cold is what she feels but she lets it all go thinking maybe they were never meant to be. what happens a few years later when she's summoned home by her father, she introduces her man only to get rejected and this time she's told she'll marry the prince as his 'Second' wife his Second choice and this is where she catches on fire after all 'What remains of them'. Will she marry the prince. Not when he's one hell of a mad man. Them