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PROLOGUE
PROLOGUE
“You want me to tell you who you belong to?” His voice was dangerously slow as his hand was wrapping the belt around his knuckles.“I-I…didn’t…I…a…joke…” The intensity of his gaze didn’t let me explain anything as I was trembling like a withered leaf in front of him.“You need to know.” His eyes were getting darker as his accent was getting thick. “Open them. Open them wide for me. Let’s start your classes in which you will know who you belong to.” He said as he grabbed my ankle and pulled me down making my scream to echo in the silence of the room.INTRODUCTIONAysham Zubair, a nineteen year old girl with the positive attitude after everything she had gone through. She was grateful for everything in her life until Farzan Shah entered her life.Farzan Shah, a twenty-nine year old billionaire never tolerates a single disorder in his life especially when they are wrapped around lies. Just in order to teach a person a life-long lesson he came across Aysham Zubair a girl who got twisted with his fate after others' lies.
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