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ZAHRA PATHAN
A fierce, ambitious designer who has spent a year fighting to open her clothing brand's store in the most premium mall in the country: MGG.
ABBAS ALI KHAN
The cold, ruthless CEO of MGG, who kicks brands out of his mall if they fail to pay even a single month of rent.
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"I'd rather throw away partners than carry dead weight," he states coldly.
"If this is how you treat business partners, no wonder you build malls, because relationships clearly aren't your thing," she taunts.
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Zahra thinks he is an arrogant dictator.
Abbas thinks she is a chaotic woman with no filter on her mouth.
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"You're pathetic," she grits her teeth.
"Only for you," he replies.
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"Mr. Ostrich!" The words slip out of her mouth before she can stop them.
He blinks. "Did you just call me an ostrich?"
"Yes, you look like a human ostrich," she laughs mockingly, gesturing to his tall frame. "Are you 6'7 or something?"
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He tilts his head and mutters, "A little fish."
"Excuse me?" She blinks.
"Have you seen a fish flapping when it's out of the water? You look exactly like that right now. All angry and afraid."
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By day, they fight like cats and dogs. But by night, they are forced to retreat to the same bedroom.
Bound together by an arranged marriage, they vow to never cross the line.
But forced proximity is a dangerous game, and between the stolen glances and late-night arguments, the ice begins to melt.
One miraculous night, the enemies fall completely in love.
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"You know, I can't live a single day without you," he whispers, gently tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
"Then I'll have to leave you one day... just to tease you," she chuckles against his chest.
It was supposed to be a joke.
But on one unfortunate night... she actually leaves.