Scene # 1
"So, you're saying everything I saw was a lie? That you don't know that guy? That he just appeared out of nowhere and forced himself on you?" he demanded, his voice thick with anger.
"I swear, I don't even know him!" she pleaded, eyes wide. "He just grabbed me, and before I could even react, he-"
He laughed bitterly, clapping his hands in mock applause. "Unbelievable. You've never kissed me properly, not once in these four years. And yet, there you were, all over some random guy like he was everything you wanted."
Scene # 2:-
"I think he's well-established now, running his own company. Tell him to send his parents for the alliance," her father's voice cut through the quiet dining room, carrying a weight she couldn't ignore. She froze, the fork halfway to her mouth, but didn't dare lift her eyes to meet his.
"What's going on?" her mother's voice held a hint of concern, but her gaze was sharp, shifting between the two of them. Her father leaned forward, his tone unyielding. "Is there something you need to tell us?" he asked, his voice colder, sterner.
"Dad... actually, we broke up last week," she whispered, staring down at her plate.
Scene # 3:-
"You'll marry the one I've chosen for you," her father declared, his voice leaving no room for debate.
"Dad, please! I've just started my master's program," she stammered, shock and desperation blending in her voice.
"You wanted to make your own choices, and I allowed it, but I've seen the outcome. No more arguments," he replied, his gaze hard and unyielding as he turned and left the room.
A stand-alone book, so no need to read Book 1
Sahara Akbar is a happy-go-lucky, naïve 19 year old Muslim girl, raised with high morals and ethics. She tries her best every single day to practice her religion as well as she can in order to reach the highest form of her spiritual life. But there are times she gets sidetracked, like when she gets late for Nama'az because she spends too much time watching Netflix or when she sees a random cute guy on the streets and falls in "love". Hey, I said she tries, I didn't say she was perfect.
Damian Visiliev is a tatted up ruthless, arrogant, cold-hearted billionaire, who could care less about religion. All he cares about is W.W.S: Wealth. Women. Sex. Settling down and getting married is something that doesn't exist in his life. Period. In fact, he despises the idea of spending a lifetime with one person because he doesn't believe in the idea of loving one person for the rest of one's life.
But what happens when you throw two polar opposites into each other's world? In fact, how does a Muslim girl, who's trying hard to be a good Muslim and a Russian businessman, who doesn't give a damn about anything even end up intertwined in each other's worlds? Will there be forbidden desire that stirs between them? Well, I guess you're about to find out.
Join the journey full of romance, drama, heartbreaks, and mysteries.
**YOU DONT HAVE TO BE A MUSLIM TO READ THIS**
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