Novel & Cerita Nabila Aziz

She asked as she sat beside me on the bench. I didn't even notice when they arrived at our department. But it was fine, I had no chances of winning. " Uhmm, Okay, Faryah, Faryah Mustapha" I answered finally and smiled at her. " Ohh that's nice, you're Arabian?" she asked. " Indo.." I shut myself up as a thought came across my mind. I was really Fauziyyah from Malaysia. " Malaysian" I answered and smiled at her. She had long red curly hair, with green eyes, with a thin nose and small lips that made her long chin fit her. She was beautiful. I don't really see the need of a beauty contest. " oh, I'm Natalie by the way" She replied and smiled wider. " Oh, are you in the contest too?" I asked and

she continued. “Hi, I'm a make-up artist from Alfa Group, a cosmetic company,” said Azura, introducing herself. “I'm Nadia, one of the junior designers at Helen's company,” Nadia got up from her seat and held out her hand to Jane. “I'm Jane,” replying to Nadia by shaking back her hand. It was all that could come out of the mouth of Jane, who felt inferior in circles that made no sense. “So who's in the room with me, I'm A,” continued Nadia again.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

They are on their way home. "Yes, I know, PT. Yudhastara Tbk right? The company available in the export of spices." Yudha smiled proudly. He was sure, his company is famous everywhere. "Before this time, have you ever worked?" Yudha trying to gather information. The veiled girl nodded. "What kind of work?" asked Yudha curiously. "Only selling food products online from home." Luna answered flatly. It was Yudha's turn to nod with an expression of holding back his annoyance.

To ease the tension in the room, Musa smiled as he gestured at Nayyab. "She is Dr. Nayyab Rehman. She is a post-graduate doctor and very talented. Dr. Nayyab meets my cousin Hira Khan. She is a famous fashion designer and a very good person." Musa said as he looked at the way both women were looking at each other. Hira was unimpressed whereas Nayyab was flushed. "Aslamoalikum...." Nayyab greeted her with smile. "Musa come let's go to your office. Order a coffee for me. I am having a severe headache." She tugged again at his arm as she dragged him out of the room not before turning back and throwing a frosty glare at Nayyab.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

Aiza points at the most beautiful of the girls there. "Oh wow. I'm impressed." Lash says. "Who cares about impressing you?" Rania says rolling her eyes. She hisses before walking into the kitchen leaving a gaping Lash. Lash shakes her head and turns to Aiza. "That's Nukraha. She's a brand influencer." Aiza points at a girl who's giving Lash the stink eye. "Not to forget, my father is the minister of finance." Nukraha says proudly and Lash smiles at her. She gives Lash a bored look and hisses.

Nothing about them. Every child in our family are betrothed already, even my little cousin's. I have a fear Jamaal would have to take over from his dad at this early age, his mother aunty Nabila could do something about this. But I don't know why she keeps quite. Aunty Nabila was an heiress of a great fortune, only daughter and child of Sheikh Hassan. She was even more wealthy than her husband. I packed my hair into a tight bun, I think this is the right time to take a bath. I stripped off my clothes, walking into the bathroom naked as the day I was born.

They like putting him in between, whenever they want to fight. Naazwa is also married with a baby boy -Mudassir, three years old- she is also pregnant, two months long. She is a great business woman. She sells whatever it is that women wear to look beautiful, be it wrappers, jewelries, shoes, bags and so on. They are all married in the same state as them which is why he always see them in their house unexpectedly. She's twenty five years old.