Novel & Cerita Ayesha Hassan

We reached the rooftop, and there he was, Hail crouched over a woman, his gun pressed tight against her temple. Her dark braid was frayed and matted with blood. She was glaring up at him with a defiance that didn’t match her position. Lena and I skidded to a stop, barely catching our breath. “Who is she?” I whispered, but Hail missed my words. His expression was stormy, focused. The woman didn’t struggle, but something about the way she held herself, calm and calculating, made my skin crawl. Her eyes weren’t panicked or pleading. They were waiting.

"Ugh, the perfect husband is actually having an affair. But honestly, this mistress doesn't even look that good. Is it just because she's good in bed?" Simon's face darkened as he called the hotel manager, ordering them to shut off the screen immediately. But the screen flickered again, this time showing screenshots of chat records between Luna and Simon. The first screenshot was a voice message Sophie had sent to Luna, provoking her. The message was 30 seconds long. Susanna had thoughtfully added audio for full effect.

“Hey! I don’t need people to babysit m- also it’s important to figure out which screams suits me. Now when we have time, we’ll do the laugh. I feel like a big ‘hahaha’ suits me more than a giggle and-” “Jake is an expert in this, you know. You should ask him to sit with you.” I say and Jake widens his eyes at me before giving me an angry look. “Jake! Is that you?” I hear a sweet voice making me whip my head around in the direction of the woman who broke up with Jake a month before their wedding, I finally got a good look at her. The last time I had just seen her from a distance but now here she was standing in front of me looking so simple and beautiful. She was short with dark brown hair an

“I'm hot, please undress me.” Asher POV “Husband…” she suddenly called, her eyes fixed on my belt. “I'm hot, please undress me.” Her words hit hard on my dick and I felt it bulge inside my pants, but I didn't let it get to my heart. Daisy is beautiful, but the fact remains that I hate her. She's a slut, and she has a cunning mission for purposely coming into my life and as the most powerful man that I am, I won't fall into her tricks.

Yes Enzo has made my womanhood feel things that I’m curious about exploring but he had no rights. “He’s wrong, I am hungry,” I told her, I’m not even going to bother with explaining myself to anyone let them think what they want. Today I put myself in a box and conceal it, today I’m no longer myself. I'm Dwayne Isla Martagos daughter, a classy lady that doesn’t misbehave or speak her mind. She just smiles and agrees and does what she’s told, including meeting my fiancé. “What can I get for you?” Selma asked.

Aisha looked up at him. “Hello, my name is Syed Roman Ali Gardezi. You are pretty,” he said in a deep seductive voice. No woman could ever put his charm down, they have to put their guards down instead. “I don’t talk to guys until they reach my ideal,” she said while touching his shoulder. Muaza was not listening as she was all lost in her book. “And what is your ideal?” he asked while raising an eyebrow. “I am a daughter of infamous business tycoon, Zaroon Khan, so I don’t date a commoner,” she said while moving her fingers in her hair.

I can't tear my eyes off of her. She has ivory complexion, with thick brown locks. She's petite, not even reached my shoulder at best. And she has breathtaking pair of heterochromic blue and yellow eyes, completed with a small nose and plump pink lips, oval shaped face, and a perfect curves. Beautiful is an understatement.

Ayesha’s hands trembled. She hadn’t seen this name in over a decade. And yet, here it was. Tied to the most powerful conspiracy on the planet. Ayesha swallowed hard. Then she whispered the name. “Zayn Malik Shah.” Silence. Leena blinked. “Wait. Shah?” Adrian frowned. “That’s your last name.” Priya exhaled. “…Ayesha, who is this?” Ayesha closed her eyes. When she opened them? Her voice was steady.

it should be ok. Ayesha's POV, I'll be meeting Armaan after an entire month now. I'm at the top of the moon right now. I decided to wear a dress to surprise him. The conference was probably still going on. I sneaked in through the rear helped by Mr Manager. I stood at the side door of the conference hall hidden from site along with Mr Manager. My jaw dropped to see all the big shot directors and producers sitting with him that I only got to see on TV or newspapers.

"What?!!!" "Yes Aryan, she's neither a maid nor a gold digger. Aisha is a very nice girl, caring and lovely and sweet. She's a sweet angel in disguise of a human form. She cared a lot for everyone, she loved you a lot and you love her a lot too. She was the most caring lady that I've ever met in my entire life and you know, you can do anything just for her. You can fight the entire world for her also, you can't bear it if anyone tried to harm her."