Billionaire husband who has a girlfriend..!!
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Did it ever occur to you what will be your reaction when you are asked to marry your crush ?
To your bewilderment you are married to him !!
Well this is what happens to Inara Siddique.
Zuraib malik the most elligble bachelor in the country, handsome and rich, but it's his brain that feeds his vanity. He is the only heir to Malik Enterprises. To his horror he is forced to marry a girl who he never knew or atleast he never notice.
Read and find out why a guy like Zuraib marries a girl like Inara.
So start reading to join Inara in this new phase of her life !
I hope you people like my book feel free to comment your opinion good or bad, I am learner and this is my first book.
It's a friction story and the place
aatiqaad is also a frictional place.
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"Zuraib" she shouted and push him hard to the ground, like his armor she took the bullet directed to him. Her clothes all stained and hijab half done showing how eager she wanted to come here and save him. She could feel the sorenes in her shoulder inside which is the bullet she took but doesn't regret. She doesn't mind if she dies today, because all the accusation on her will fade away. Has her vision blur, reducing her pain she could hear his voice.
Zuraib still couldn't process what he saw, but all he wanted was the lifeless girl in his arms to get up and hug him tight and say, "Don't worry,I am alright!". "Inara, don't close your eyes, plz look at me ..!" He spoke continously shaking her face with his palm. His designer suit now soaked in blood, whereas his heart with guilt.
"Ambulance is here get Inara fast..!" Shouted his Dad. He hold her carefully, has if a small mistake could hurt that fragile soul in his arms and rushed towards the ambulance. All this time Inara's words haunted his mind which she spoke last time they met "You don't want to see me right, fine then I'll obey you Zuraib. But you will regret this, I hope it isn't too LATE!"
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