Aisha Rae Age Novels & Stories

I guess I was gone for more than an hour. I was glad she accepted me at last. I know she still finds it hard to believe that I was the one saying all those things to her, but I needed to, even if it's not because I wanted to but because Ryan asked me to. And I didn't want to see her cry anymore. Since she was having a good time, I decided to just watch TV since I had decided that day to stay off my work screen. A while later I decided to check my phone again. One thing I know about Aisha is that she posts almost everything she does on the internet. This time, I saw that they were in a club, not any club but every lady's favourite place.

Capítulo 24 Aisha smiles with wickedness. At least she got the redhead out of her way to conquer Zayn without obstacles and lets out a laugh, causing the other women to look at her strangely. "What's wrong? Mind your own business!" Aisha says nervously amidst the shouts. She looks at herself in the mirror. The makeup around her eyes is perfect. She's just over thirty, but time has been kind to her, and her face remains beautiful and youthful.

But these days, he found his attention drifting towards another fellow—Aisha, a renewable power engineer from Morocco. Aisha became recognised for her dedication and intelligence, her historical past in developing easy strength solutions for rural regions drawing admiration from all who labored together with her. Rafiq had long admired her determination, but over the past weeks, something had shifted. Their discussions about sustainable practices, the demanding situations they faced, and their shared hopes for a brighter future had slowly deepened, revealing a connection that went beyond professional recognition.

Ayat sat on her stool again. "Why is she not asking me to change?...." Ayesha said and started biting her nails. A girl in her mid-20s came. "Aqsa!...am I looking fat?" "not at all. Are you going to a party? at this time?"aqsa said, shaking her head then asked in an excited tone. "I got ready for my first day of college," Ayesha said, with full teeth smile. aqsa looked at her from head to toe.

AYISHA'S POV "Ayisha! Hurry up! We'll be late!" Haist! It's Jannah, my cousin, very modest in school, but here at home, she's annoying and chatty. She's eighteen years old. 2nd year college and also a full scholar at Ice Academy. She's like a sister to me. We're pretty much on the same page. There's also a little scuffle sometimes. But it's inevitable, especially since we're in this house together.

I’ll not be happy to know that he slept around if he's my mate, but I don't want to hold his past against him. As soon as I got to the training ground. I saw Reuben's younger sister, Aisha. Aisha is a year older than me. She shifted lady years but has not found her mate. I must confess that she is prettier than I am. She's such a good soul in and out. I’ve watched her on different occasions for years now and she has proved to be a good soul. I love her just the same way I love her brother, and she doesn't joke with me. She takes me as her younger sister she never had.

"Or what do you think?" "I think you should check the brush you just gave it to me." Aisha stared at Ben. "Ooh." She changed it to a smaller size. "Sorry." Aisha smiled and continued. "I learnt when I was in my final year in school." She told Ben. "My roommate then is a professional makeup artist, she's popular on Instagram now. I'm sure you know Jasmine's beauty." She kept back the brush and aligned the eyelashes with the mascara before using the eyeliner.

And I, Azrael Van Rhys, had never denied myself anything. “How old are you, Rae?” Our eyes locked. I was completely enthralled by her beauty. Her eyes shifted to the most mesmerizing blue, with gray irises—not a wolf’s eyes, but something else. Something far more powerful, and dangerously seductive. Even as I stood in front of her, she somehow seemed to grow even more beautiful. “Eighteen,” she finally answered, her voice soft. She was caught in my aura, the one I let slip on purpose. I wanted her like this—submissive, pliant, ready to play like a kitten. Mine.

"Finally, you're home. Please help me. I really can't take it anymore." She rushed to hide behind his back and looked fine. "Wha— What is it? What happens?" Alex felt dumbfounded. He tried to absorb the situation at hand. Elisha was not alone in the room. There were several people there, including Gaspar, three maidservants, two young women who Alex didn't know, and— "Mrs. Hills!" Alex was surprised. "I didn't know I would meet you." Aria Hills is a world-class designer. With her blonde hair and turquoise blue eyes, she still looks stunning at 53 years of age.

I only prayed for the best for all of us. " please don't mind Faryah, she talks a lot" I heard Raihanna say as I sat opposite her and offered her a juice box. She was a very beautiful woman. The first time I saw her, I was amazed. Her dark skin and beautiful smile were amazing. I honestly couldn't stop thinking about her. She was a daughter of a friend of Ummah's. They were Nigerians and Masha Allah, they were really beautiful. I felt something for her and I really wanted to get to know her more. " It's fine, she's a nice woman, her husband is at work or something?" I asked as I fully focused on her. " Uhh, her husband, well honestly all that is a very long story" She answered as she dropped