Turƙashi, wannanfa shine cakwakiyoyi ba cakwakiya ba, bamma san yanda zan musalta muku kitimurmurar dake cikin book ɗinnan ba sam, dan wani irin ruɗaɗɗen labarine mai cike da abubuwan mamaki da tarin al'ajabi harma da ban haushi, labarin ya taɓo wasu a cikin matsalolin zuminci, gidajen aurenmu, Tsaro, rikita-rikita, harma da ruguntsumi. Kai lamarinfa ba'a cewa komai, mai karatune kawai zai banbance tsakanin aya da tsakkuwar zancena bayan mun tsunduma cikin labarin tsundum

The last two years of Sameena Ahmad's life have been interesting, to say the least. Why? Maybe it was because she was the Prime Minister's daughter. Or maybe it's because that's when the suitors started knocking on her door. One after another, Sameena either declined or accepted the requests. The men who actually made it to her living room were considered lucky. Two years later, and after a particularly bad experience, Sameena is more picky and cautious than ever. Past experiences with men have her reconsidering what they're really on the hunt for. Her love? Or something else... Things only take a turn for the worst, when tension arises throughout the country and a revolution seems imminent. Sameena will stand by her father and family but the biggest question is...who can she really trust?

THIS BOOK IS NOW A PREVIEW It wasn't the color of his eyes, or how they were hooded and look almost half asleep, everything took on life as long as she stared into his eyes. It was what she saw in them, what he made her see, how he looked at her, there was not a single stare of his that hadn't plunged her more in love with him, with his eyes he made her feel loved, he reprimanded her with them and he made her toes curl under her feet. All the deep, dark twisted side of him became opened to her, through his eyes, at his expressive best, or when they shifted to conceal a pain that he was sure revealing that would cause her pain. His Hazels. *** If Being Bilaal's wife came with a price, it was a tag worth every cent, every pain and sacrifice she'd made all her life..