KHALISH

KHALISH

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Fiction
Romance
Enemies to Lovers
Opposites Attract
Happy Ending
"Life's don't give anyone the liberty to choose and as they say, beggars can't be choosers" To sustain in life, hard choices must be taken. To live by, one must take strict decisions in order to survive. That's what his life has always been. For so long, he never got any hindrances and his choices never make him question his morals. And yet it was all ruined by one significant encounter. And that changes everything he had always been chasing for STARTED: 12 JUNE 2025 ENDED: ALL RIGHT RESERVED
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A Forbidden Love - Professor-Student Romance "He was the law I was bound to follow, yet the only rule I ever wanted to break." I believed the law was simple, black and white, right and wrong. Until I met him. Zayyan Khan. The man who could twist words into weapons, who carried the courtroom's authority in every step. Clever. Witty. Unpredictable. He was a storm disguised in a tailored suit, a verdict I could never prepare for. He terrified me, challenged me, and yet... he fascinated me more than I dared to admit. ⋆。°✩ I have seen every kind of opponent-liars, criminals, manipulators. I know how to read people, dismantle them, break them down until there's nothing left but the truth. Law is my game, and I never lose. Until her. Yusra Malik. My student. My brightest mistake. She looks soft-spoken, innocent even. But beneath that quiet voice is fire- blunt, fierce, and untamed. I told myself she was a distraction, a rule I would never break. But every time her eyes lock with mine, every time her sharp tongue cuts through my defenses, I feel the ground shifting beneath me. She isn't just a student. She's a cross-examination I can't win. And the verdict is clear-Yusra Malik will be the only law I'll ever bow to.

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