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Daniel Bruno had spent the entire night staring at her. Not long after, Safdar Bruno entered the office, knocking on the door. He was surprised to find Daniel Bruno asleep, slumped in his office chair. Even more shocking was that Daniel was still wearing the same wrinkled clothes from the day before. It was unlike him—Daniel always paid attention to his appearance and would never show up to work so disheveled."Daniel..." Safdar gently shook his shoulder. Daniel opened his eyes, bloodshot from lack of sleep, and ran his hand through his hair as he straightened up."It’s fine. He must’ve slept here after coming in so early. Your office hours don’t usually start until later," Safdar said casually as he took a seat in front of Daniel, trying to lighten the mood."Yeah, last night... I don’t even know when I dozed off," Daniel replied, rubbing his beard with a weary hand."What do you mean? You were here all night? Are you okay?" Safdar asked, concern etched on his face."Nothing. I had a

Daniel Bruno hadn’t been home since the previous night, and now, even at midnight, there was no sign of him. Tasha’s patience had run out; she’d spent the whole day worried and restless. She hated that Daniel stayed out all night. Frustrated, she dialed his number, but it was unreachable.Her thoughts spiraled in anger. "They were furious at me just for wearing a dress without a dupatta and shaking hands with a man. If I stayed out all night without telling them, they’d probably kill me!" Tasha paced back and forth, her emotions boiling over."If Mr. Bruno found out about my festival performance, he’d be furious. Who knows? He might even set me on fire." Tasha’s anxiety deepened as she redialed Daniel’s number, but his phone was still off. A sinking feeling hit her—was he with Ashil? The thought made her heart drop.Tasha sat on the sofa, shaking her leg nervously as she waited for Daniel. To distract herself, she grabbed the TV remote and turned it on, trying to act indifferent as if

He was sitting in the study after dinner when Tasha entered, carrying a glass of milk.“Milk,” she said with a soft smile, placing it in front of him."Are you really trying to win my heart? Morning breakfast, then lunch, dinner, and now milk," he commented, his tone half-teasing but distracted as he worked tirelessly since morning."A lot," she replied with a playful smile, her expression confirming her intentions openly.For a moment, his gaze softened as if looking at her, but then his expression shifted. Tasha felt unsettled. He wasn’t looking at her—he seemed to be searching for someone else.This wasn’t the first time she felt this way. It couldn’t just be her imagination. His first love, Tahreem, lacked the qualities she sensed in his gaze. Then who could he be thinking of?"Can I ask you something?" His tone suddenly turned serious, pulling her out of her thoughts."Yes," she nodded slightly, giving him permission."Have you ever loved anyone other than Tahreem?" she asked, he

"You? What's going on?" she asked, startled as she came into the lounge. She was sitting on the couch, holding her head when she suddenly felt someone grab her hand firmly.It was a handsome young man who pulled her to another room. Once inside, he pushed her in and locked the door behind him. She stumbled onto the bed and turned around, seeing him standing by the door, locking it."What are you doing?" she asked, alarmed as he moved closer to her."Don’t act clueless," he said with a sarcastic tone, grinding his teeth. "Why did you bring me here like this?" she shouted, trying to sound brave, though fear crept into her voice.He stepped closer, his intense gaze fixed on her. As she backed away, he followed, step for step, until her back hit the closet. Trapped, she felt a rush of panic but forced herself to appear strong."You know," he said darkly, "when love and hate collide, things get... interesting."She was horrified, her voice trembling as she tried to push him away. "Stay bac

“Come with me. There’s a lot of noise near the ladies’ area inside. You’ll need to wait outside.”Daniel and Eva were engrossed in their phones, seated on the plush chairs of the hotel lobby. The air carried a faint aroma of fresh flowers and coffee, blending with the hum of soft classical music. Tasha approached Daniel, her steps measured, her face neutral. As she neared him, she bent down slightly, her lips almost grazing his ear, and whispered softly.Eva, sitting a few feet away, noticed but couldn’t hear. What was Tasha discussing so secretly? A flicker of unease crossed her mind, but she brushed it aside. A sense of relief replaced her initial curiosity—at least her parents weren’t arguing anymore.“Eva, stay here,” Daniel instructed firmly. His voice was calm yet authoritative, the kind of tone that left no room for negotiation. “Khan Baba is coming soon. I’m going with your mom, okay?”Even though Tasha didn’t consider Nauman her husband in her heart, her actions told a differ