Allie, is a young girl trying to take care of her small family. she is caught in a fix when her clumsiness leads her into breaking expensive chinas she was meant to transport. Ahmad is a young ruthless man starting up his second empire. He is also the heir to Tilespree, although he doesn't want to have anything to do with his father's wealth. He's trapped when his father gives him two options, an arranged marriage or a quick one with the woman he loves or he faces being cut off of his source of income. Threatened, Ahmad looks for other solutions. He comes up with one and it involves Allie. Will she succumb to his force? will his plans fail? you'd have to find out!
View MoreChapter 26____________Sim was done with not only making my hair, but also acting as a makeup consultant, filling me in with all i needed to know about my shade and what products would suit it.He sort of omitted the truth about his not having completed my new wardrobe session for me when he was talking to his nephew, Ahmed. Apparently, i needed a change of wardrobe as I'd be frequenting his parents abode alot, and i honestly couldn't argue. Who was i to complain? It meant more inspiration for me, and i could play around with the dresses if i so willed.I smiled to myself, knowing that his uncle was up to no good. "What was his mum like, Sim?" I asked out of the blue as he swatted through dresses to pick for me.He raised his head, chewing the insided of his cheeks in thought. I cringed, wondering if i had prodded a bit too much at their personal story."I'm sorry, i.. i didn't mean to…—" "— oh! It's absolutely okay," he cut me off reassuringly. "I just wanted to get my thoughts t
As promised, here's chapter five of your heart throb series, enjoy!♥️Chapter 25___________Ahmed's POV.He had just stepped out of yet another meeting with the distributors. The final processes of his plateware project was finally coming into fruition and he could see the light at the ens of the tunnel.Not only was his worklife running smoothly– but Allison had also decided to take the job– saving him from multiple risk factors he'd have had to face if the lady in question was not her.Although she was only doing so for the money, which to be honest he couldn't care less about– he was simply grateful to her for choosing to do so at all.And he was quite interested in knowing what laid in store for the both of them, seeing as she was such a meek individual.He worried that his sisters might eat her raw– and then he worries for himself for even worrying about her."She's just a random secretary doing normal secretary stuff, besides, our relationship is fake, so why should i even care
Warning ⚠️: Not a chapter, sorry guys!I am really sorry for the lack of update today guys. As per usual these days, school is on my neck with multiple work, and i have no choice but to submit to its will.I promise you all(my lovely loyal readers) that I will update as soon as i find a space in between my schedules.Also anticipate the teaserss and cliffhangers because the story is just beginning – things are about to get heated for sure!Stay beautiful and amazing, and keep those views rolling! I love you guys tons♥️
Chapter 24___________"Do not call me that, simon." Ahmed slowly replied, now visibly annoyed."Is that so? You used to like the name now.. you knoww." Simon teased, sizing him up jokingly. "You kids always grow up too fast for me." He added dramatically, raising his hands to his head."That's not why i called you here Simon." Ahmed curtly pointed out, already tired of Simon's gimmicks."And why did you call me here? I thought you wanted to gel with your mother's old time friend like we used to in the olden days." He reckoned.I frowned, wondering how long they've known eachother."I called you here t-.." "..-Heyyy! And who's the pretty lady sitted close to me? You are so gorgeous!" He complimented, cutting Ahmed off remorselessly.I blushed a little, feeling slightly shy over being the focus of attention now."Why, thank you." I murmured softly, chuckling under my breath. This man was a tad overdramatic but i loved it."Oh please honey, don't mention– with beauty like that, people
Chapter 23___________"Why aren't we discussing on this file then, if that was what brought us here?" I enquired, getting impatient with the silence.He picked up the file and handed it to me, "read it out."He commanded. I blinked, not expecting that."What, you can't read?" I shot at him.He rolled his eyes and ushered me to read on.I opened the first page, "why do i have to read this? Can't you just tell it to me?" I whined, there were only but a few paragraphs in each page."I knew you weren't even going to go through the previous one i gave to you, that's why i brought you here." He reckoned, obviously satisfied with his trick."So there's actually no 'stylist'? You just tricked me into coming here?!" I said a little too loudly.He frowned, pushing his lunch away from him. "No, the stylist is simply late– this was on the schedule too." He explained.I looked wearily at him, not sure if i was to believe his answer."Well then, what's this stylist going to do?" He pinched the bri
Sorry guys, I've been having a little problem uploading the complete story, so I'm just going to repeat it and continue from there.Chapter 22___________It was indeed a busy day, i was rushing from one place to the other, printing papers, stacking up documents, sending emails, and printing out more documents.By the time we were done, it was past four o'clock and i was spent.He traipsed out of his office just as i was about to lay my head on the desk, holding a thin file in his hand."Pack up what you need secretary, we have a business meeting– which you didn't care to remind me of by the way." He remarked, picking up his coat from the rack.I groaned in frustration, missing Seramics² already. I'm sure Becca was having the time of her life right now.He stopped when he noticed my head was still laid on the desk. "Get up." he ordered, walking back to me, and tapped on my head.i grumbled, brushing his hand away, "why do i have to be at this meeting? what's a secretary's business wit
Chapter 22___________It was indeed a busy day, i was rushing from one place to the other, printing papers, stacking up documents, sending emails, and printing out more documents.By the time we were done, it was past four o'clock and i was spent.He traipsed out of his office just as i was about to lay my head on the desk, holding a thin file in his hand."Pack up what you need secretary, we have a business meeting– which you didn't care to remind me of by the way." He remarked, picking up his coat from the rack.I groaned in frustration, missing Seramics² already. I'm sure Becca was having the time of her life right now.He stopped when he noticed my head was still laid on the desk. "Get up." he ordered, walking back to me and tapping my head.i grumbled, brushing his hand away, "why do i have to be at this meeting? what's a secretary's business with the bosses meetings?" i challenged him, desperately needing some free time."it's a secretary's job to take down crucial points in a m
Chapter 21_________Thursday came with less drama, i was at work on time and Ahmed was nowhere to be seen, probably booting up his mean-o-meter– i thought.Becca's former desk– now mine, was cleared, so i got to work, arranging my work tools in order.Although it felt weird and maybe unfair that Becca was– in her own perspective, demoted as a secretary from Seramics¹ to a secretary at Seramics²– i understood his reasons for doing so, and a tiny part of me hoped she eventually did too."Ahh, so she finally got what was coming!" I hear someone delightfully exclaim behind me, clapping satisfactorily.I pivoted on my heel to see who it was. A petite middle aged woman in a biege coat, black short skirt and black stockings stood in front of me, her brown hair was packed in a ponytail and it accentuated her face a bit – the door slowly closed behind her.Her eyes glinted in excitement and i wondered why."Uhm, what?" I muttered in confusion."You. You are the new secretary, right?" She asked
Chapter 20___________He also bought a set of jewelry and a pair of bejeweled louboutins to go with the dress.The whole outfit came together, and i could only just imagine myself in them."Close your mouth, you are drooling." He casually commented as we drove out of the place.I raised my hand to cover my mouth with it subconsciously, clearing my throat, mortified."What are you doing looking at my mouth?" I bit out instead.He chuckled and continued to tap on the steering wheel. "What's there not to look at?" He asked softly.I blushed hard, understanding the underlying idea behind his question."You tell me, what's there to look at?" I retorted blandly. The car was beginning to feel hot, and my cheeks were itching just as much as i was chewing on them.He simply shrugged and continued to drive. Abruptly ending the conversation.I brought out my phone to use to drown out the awkward silence that had since befallen us. We didn't speak at all through the ride until he parked right be
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