Double Life of Her Bodyguard のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 5

Tomorrow she is going to marry her childhood friend, Zeeshan Zia. But she doesn't hold any kind of feelings for him. She has to agree to this marriage just for the sake of her father's happiness and because her knot with him was tied in their childhood. No doubt, Zeeshan is a good man and most importantly, he is her childhood friend who used to pamper her and carry all her tantrums. She was staring at the simple henna designs on her hands, thinking something to herself. In the yellow dim light of the table lamp, her beautiful face was glowing like a moon. Her golden short hair coming up to her shoulders, her stainless white color, her innocent face, her red rose petals-like lips, her small nose on which anger is always stay at its peak, and the most beautiful thing intensifying her beauty and look is three black dots engraved on the bottom of her chin. She is the complete epitome of beauty. Whoever once looked at her, he/she finds it hard to avert his/her eyes from her. She lives h

"Sir, I have bad news," Karim said obediently after taking permission from Jibran Malik and stepping into his office."Speak." He permitted him."Sir, madam refused to come back to Pakistan. And…." He slightly raised his lowered eyes and saw Jibran Malik's expressionless eyes fixed on him. On Karim becoming silent, he arched his brow, asking the reason for turning silent."And?" His tone and voice were so calm and peaceful, but Karim knew how his peaceful demeanour disturbed others. "And sir, she wants divorce from you." Karim took a long breath after completing his saying. He was waiting for the next order of Jibran Malik, who was sitting on his revolving chair in front of him. Jibran Malik is known as the world-famous business tycoon. The entire world knew him. Thousands of people were dying to become his partner in the business. According to them, whoever partners with Jibran Malik, no one can stop them from achieving the pinnacle of success in the business. Thousands of girls w

In the morning, when Hayan opened his eyes, first he saw the innocent face of his sleeping daughter. Her one hand was placed on her cheek. Hayan smiled, for a few moments he kept staring silently at her. From the expression on her face, he can guess she was sitting the whole night with him."Raamen…" He called her lovingly and Raamen, on his voice, raised her head with a jerk. With red eyes, she was looking at him and then suddenly she hugged him."Dad…." Suddenly she burst into tears like a child. Hayan smiled and wrapped his arm around her. "Life of dad, did you miss your dad? Have you lost your stubbornness?" He complained and Raamen moved her head in yearning."I'm sorry Dad, I'm really sorry, I can't live without you. Dad, if something happens to you, I will finish my life." In a tearful voice, she said and fell her head on his chest. "Sshhh…. don't say like that. Nothing can happen to your dad until your prayers are with him." He said, stroking her hair. Crying, Raamen nodded