Lelia
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Dernière publication dim., juil. 2, 2023
It was just like a regular day when she returned from her clinic tired yet happy at her accomplishments but then she encountered a stranger at midnight that too at her place, creepy much! But that strange eyes took her breath away but what shocked her beyond is that he was covered in blood.
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He closed his eyes and remembered her face while exhaling, he was nervous yet excited to see her after months, it was hard keeping to himself how much she meant to him, how he thought his best friend's sister always looked breathtaking, He knocked twice on the door and again exhaled while running his hand over his hair making them look even messier, the door opened and there. she was standing without any clue she looks so innocent. She didn't know she makes his heartbeats run a marathon, a small frown made its way in his handsome face probably because she didn't recognize him.
~ other characters description will be on the first chapter with a characters moodboard/aesthetic ~
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His Antidote
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"I'm not your personal doctor. And why the hell you want me to bandage your forhead when you have long list of girls to do it for you." I said glaring at him who was surely unfazed at my words as a smirk formed on his face at my words. "My My someone's jealous. Aren't you Ms. Dua?" He said clearly enjoying my anger and I wanted nothing but smack his head right at the moment. "I'm not jealous. And get the hell away from me" I replied sternly. He moved towards me and caging me in his arms not giving me a moment to move back. "Last time I checked you're my wife and also a doctor that make you my personal doctor. And about getting away from you I'm never going to do that." He replied. His voice so deadly scaring me to life but I wasn't the one to back out. "I'm not your wife" I said clenching my teeth at him. "You sure tend to forget things easily. But don't you worry Mrs. Dua Hashir Wali khan. I'm here to remind you everything. Just like you left me there hanging and crying for you. I'll do the same to you but It'll be more painful I promise." He said suddenly while I stood frozen to ground. What mess I've been involved myself into. My life sure is doomed. .......................... If you're here to read a typical story of bad boy and good girl, its not your story. My story revolves around family, loyalty and true love. Sometimes love is not enough for a relationship to last we need to make compromises for our loved ones. It's a story of a compromise that someone made to satisfy their family but is it enough to survive whole life. Read my story to find out what happened between the lovely couple of Dua and Hashir which make them hate eachother. Will this hate last long or love will overcome all the hurdles?
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