Scandalous Dubai
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Last published Mon, Dec 29, 2014
NAYA
Naya had never felt the desert heat as she had today. She tied her long black hair back
as sweat trickled down her tanned skin. Naya found herself tear eyed as
she walked towards the airport doors. She sighed already missing every corner
of Dubai’s streets. If it were up to her she would be laying out on Jumeirah
beach getting the perfect summer tan while indulging in a fruity cocktail. Instead,
reality had hit her as she walked through the busy airport searching for the
check-in counters.
Relieved that she wouldn’t have to go through the long line filled with middle-aged
expats and their children, Naya found her way to the first class counter. After
three long successful years at her job she was able to splurge on a first class
ticket. As she handed her passport to the lady at the counter, she noticed an
Emirati woman walking by in her long silk black abaya clutching on to her
limited edition chalk black Prada tote you would only be able to get through
connections without being on a year long waiting list. Tears filled Naya’s eyes
as she realized she would no longer have the privileges and luxuries she had gotten
used to. That was one of the perks of being the personal stylist of a Sheika
from the royal family.
"Too late now" she thought as she tried to block the unfortunate events that led to the end of the life she had worked hard to establish.
Bursting with emotions and trying to contain her anger, Naya picked up her Louis Vuitton carry on careful not to stumble in her Louboutin platforms as she walked towards airport security.
"This was it" she thought, she was about to board a 16-hour flight to the United States and leave
everything she loved behind.
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UNCONDITIONAL
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𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 : 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔
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"Darling, I understand you are butt-hurt at losing the tender but don't blame me for your impulsiveness and incompetence in handling business dealings, we all know you aren't cut out for the business world. The problem is that you never learn, but don't worry sweetheart, because this time, I'll take it upon myself to teach you all the lessons that will help you navigate effortlessly your way through the business world." Those words hurt Anabia more than she'd liked to admit. "No thanks, I don't want anything to do with you. I know I'm no comparison to you for you are sharp, calculative, and manipulative a businessman but I know without a doubt that you are deliberately meddling in my business and trying to sabotage it." "You don't have any proof sweetheart and even if I do admit I'm meddling in your affairs what will you do?" Aaron shot back. "Why are you doing it?" Anabia asked frustrated. "It wouldn't be wrong to say, I get pleasure in winning, and well who doesn't enjoy their victory," he quirked his brow and smirked. Anabia was disgusted by him yet again, but more so, she was angry at herself for barging into his office for explanations when she should have known that it would be futile. Aaron would never leave a chance to rub in her face how he has always won. Before he could humiliate her further, she decided to leave. However, seeing Anabia leave, Aaron got angry because he expected her to fight, to argue with him, and to give him the attention that he was used to, so he mocked her once more, "Leaving again like the coward you are? What are you gonna do pack up again and leave for Pakistan like a sore loser?" "Better a loser than a cheat, liar, and traitor like you." Anabia retorted with misty eyes as she made a beeline for the door without a backward glance for she knew she would break down any moment and she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of affecting her even after 3 years. ♚♛♜♝♞♟|♙♘♗♖♕♔
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