Love at First Heist
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Seventeen years ago, Idris Sarsilmaz saw, or rather, heard- Shehnaz Yussef, the girl of his dreams. On a rainy evening, he shared a perfect moment spying over a lovely voiced stranger stealing flowers in his own cousin's wedding, right before his parents announced a life altering news for thirteen year old Idris.
Now the unexpected death of his father, one he hardly remembers, has brought him back to Amsterdam after which he finds himself signing nikkah papers with a stranger. And it was his own decision to agree. Why, you may ask? Nothing special, only that she looks so much like the robber in his memories.
[ THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN MATURE THEMES, KINDLY CHECK THE TRIGGER WARNINGS IN THE EPIGRAPH. ]
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