Mahwish Ali Novels & Stories

Zareen told me that he is an asshole and the only son of a politician. But I give a damn about such an influential person. Shahmeer: "Why did you do that?" Ali: "What" shah meer: "Why didn't you stop? " Ali: " I didn't think it was necessary." Shahmeer: "You know with whom are you messing with boy. You are a fresher so don't be so stupid. Apologize otherwise you will pay for that". Ali:" and you don't know with whom are YOU messing. I a psycho and don't test my Patience. don't stop me now otherwise the results will be much more painful for you."

she said coolly. Aveline chuckled seeing the carefree way in which Drishti was speaking. "And may I know who you are?" He asked politely and she had the gall to look offended at that. "I am Drishti. Drishti Maheswari" The woman said. "Maheswari? As in Shravan Maheswari's wife?" Zayed asked. "Of course. In fact, we are also Indian Royalty. Unfortunately, India isn't under royal ruling anymore. Else, my husband would have been the ruling Prince of Jaipur and I would have been his princess," Drishti said sadly.

Rumaali Patrick came and asked me to have photo with Alexander, for which I said " no " " C'mon alisha, he is a business delegate, we didn't get a chance to have a photo with him again and besides he is young hot and damn handsome. Please at least for me, we should have photo with him " Rumaali said with so much of hope in her voice.