The Chronicles of Rida
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A girl who wants to be the talk of the town by being on top of everything. Will she be able to juggle her social and private life like a Diva or some misfortunes lurk around the corner of her expeditions?
**Sneak peek**
Jibran just came out of the bathroom and stopped dead in his tracks. His mouth gaped open as he noticed what was in front of him.
Rida was standing in front of the mirror wearing nothing but a red bra and matching panties.
Jibran flew to her and tried to take her in his arms but she dodged him by moving sideways.
"What's up honey?", she smiled innocently as he looked hungrily at her.
"Hey stop moving", he said in frustration as she slipped away again.
"Umm... I am just walking" she tried to brush passed him again but he grabbed her by the wrist this time.
In a heartbeat, he pulled her to his chest. Smiling like a teenager.
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