Ayesha Hassan Novels & Stories

I had not always thanked him for being right. Ayesha arrived in a coat the color of deep blue that she had bought two weeks earlier and mentioned once without seeming to realize how well I had been paying attention. She had her hair down and she moved through the restaurant entrance the way she moved through her gallery now, with a settled ease that still surprised me sometimes because I remembered so clearly how carefully she used to hold herself.

Episode 4&5 Alyssa's pov . I woke 6:45 with alot of excitement . I brush my teeth ,took a warm soothing bath , changed into something official and comfortable. I wore a blue flowered shirt with a black blazer ontop and a pencil trousers with my black heels that wasn't too visible that made me inch taller than I was and lastly I grabbed my black Louis Vuitton fake bag . Applied little makeup on and made my hair in losed bun .

She was pure human. "My name is Ayesha, sir. Ayesha Khan!" She was either shy or scared. I couldn't tell what emotion her tomato-red face was showing. "Miss Lily Swanson isn't fit to work tonight. You take her place and she will take care of Mr. Davis in the morning!" "Yes, sir. I understand!" She was indeed embarrassed. I could tell from her now beet-red face. "Ahm! How's Lily?" She tiptoed as she glanced over my shoulder.

Aliyah said clapping her hands. “From where will we find a groom now?” Aisha asked turning to Aliyah. “Leave that on us” Aliyah said caressing her baby bump. Arif and Aisha smiled as they understood something or more precisely someone is there on Aliyah's mind that she is so confident about it. “So, who is the Groom?”Aisha asked eager to know about the groom who can cause an explosion in Ansif's heart and mind. “Hassan!” “Which Hassan?”Arif frowned.

So this girl is her daughter Aanaya shahid Age: 19 I saw this girl somewhere else, OK... So she is miss anaya Shahid doing bachelors in physics, interesting..... Shehrooz complete all arrangement, it's time to give them surprise, I said while smirking. I am coming miss anaya whole stole my heart..... And to make you mine,! Exclusively mine!....... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Oh my goodness 😱😱😱😱😱😱what's will going to happen..... What the evil 😈😈😈😈😈mind of shehryaar plan..... Stay tuned until for next chapter...

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he said and his step mother yelled more "don't you ever try that Asher don't..she was still talking when he ended the call and threw the phone back to the table. What nonsense is all this how can she get a girl for me to marry did I in any way tell her or anyone that I need a s**t who wants nothing but my money.wh**es everywhere. My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed.

Aaron introduced himself. Ayesha shakes hand with him, “Of course, I know that. Sara already told me that and I must say that you really suit my daughter. You look like a prince and she looks like a princess. I bet you guys will win the competition.“ Aaron smiles, “Thank you.” “Why don't you sit here?” Ayesha points to the living room. “And I'll call Sara to come downstairs.” She takes him to the living room.

I desperately needed her help if I was going to impress Kassius tonight. I arrived at Santana’s house and Xander answered the door. I said hi and let him get back to his video games. I made my way up the stairs to Santana’s room where she was currently trying on outfits of her own. I sat down on the bed as she continued tossing clothes all over the room. “What do you think of this one?” she asked, holding up a silver sequined dress that looked too short to cover her ass. “It’s nice but what is it for?” I asked.