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Zayd Ibrahim was everything Ameera Zahra despised.
A rich, arrogant playboy, the youngest son of a business empire, a biker who lived fast and hard, and the kind of man who believed emotions were weakness. At six-foot-two, sharp-tongued, and untouchable, he made people either follow him-or stay out of his way. Yet beneath the bravado, there was discipline, a secret rooted in faith, that nobody ever guessed.
Ameera Zahra had no time for men like him.
Sharp, fearless, and fiercely principled, she hated arrogance and everything it represented. Grounded in her middle-class life, wearing her hijab with quiet pride, she spoke her mind and never let anyone disrespect her. A twin, slightly older than her brother, she carried responsibility and self-respect like armor.
From the moment they met, sparks flew-not the kind of sparks that promised warmth, but the kind that cut. Words became weapons. Glances became battles. Every encounter left tension hanging in the air, thick and unavoidable. She hated him. He underestimated her. And yet... they kept finding each other.
Enemies in a world that refused to let them be strangers, they danced around respect, pride, and frustration-each trying not to care, each failing silently.
This is a story of clashing personalities, sharp words, unspoken grudges, and the dangerous thrill of someone who should never exist in your life-but somehow does, anyway.