Zulaikha Yusuf Novels & Stories

​ ‍Am‍ara goes next. “‍I’m twenty-five with t‍hree⁠ d​au‌ghters—Maya is fo​ur, Sofia is‌ almost two, and C‍lara is t‌hree months​. James is saving ki‍ds e‌very day at Mulag​o. I think you’d be proud of us.” Zara, now tw‍e‌nty, shares her néws.

I looked at the bio at the very top: Amara Zubair. CEO of Zubair Global Conglomerate. Forbes 30 Under 30. Billionaire. "Oh my god," I whispered, my heart suddenly taking a heavy, uncomfortable dive into my stomach. "This is the woman Luca is meeting right now." "Let me see," Maya said, leaning over my shoulder to look at the screen. I started scrolling down her profile, and a thick, suffocating knot of pure insecurity instantly tightened in my throat. Amara Zubair was absolutely, breathtakingly stunning. She didn't look like a typical corporate executive at all. She looked like a literal supermodel.

Yasir controlled his anger and extended his plate for his daughter but Zoya just smiled, shaking her head and filled her plate with some pulao. "So.. zee are you participating in the photography competition?" Hamza asked. He was one year junior to her in the same university but studying medicine. "Yeah, I am but I still haven't confirmed everything," she said, turning her attention to him. "What are you guys going for?" This time it was Minahil, Muznah's daughter. She was in the same field but she mostly modeled for her friend.

Excuse me" she said as she pick up her bag and ran out. Rasheed look at her retreating back with a victory smirk plastered on his face "You haven't seen anything yet Zulaiha,I'll make life miserable for you. You'll hate this idea you invented by your self. You'll regret ever knowing me" he muttered to himself "Hello" Zulaiha said once the person she called picked up "Hello Zulaiha na...ya kike? what Happened Kwanna biyyu bana gangi...lafiya kuwa?" "Mallam!!" She bursted into tears "Innalilahi! My dear, what happened to you? Why are you crying?"

Soon I was done fixing her hair and she ordered me to pick out the best glow polish to Polish her red tails. I left and went into her luxury decorated room to pick out a glow red Polish and started polishing her tails to give it a glowing sparkle. Luciana is a spoilt princess who takes everybody as trash and she has no regards to people she feels too full of herself because she gets whatever things she wants at a snap of her hands. I envy her a little because ever since I was born I have been suffering haven't had a taste of motherhood no one to run to I've been depressed so many times and I've learnt to live with it.

“Why don’t we calm down and solve this? I just want some answers and keep a few conditions in exchange for letting your pup go.” “Felice…” Finally manage to speak. Who is this woman? “I know Alpha Isaac. You think I am Felice’s clone or something, but I am not. This is me. But Felice is not my name.” She stands up and smiles while my eyes narrow. “Please to meet you, Alpha Isaac. I am Zephyr or the one who cursed the Renaud pack.”

"larib khan daughter of jahinger khan do you accept zayn xavier albert thomson your lawfully husband " zayn she looked towards him for the first time she came here he was muslim? she was thinking on his name but someone cleared their throat and she came out of her thougts the mullana asked again and this time he mentioned the haq maher which was. 1 cror . they all were wating "do you accept it beti " she was asked again. . "no i don,t "she told them everyone was talking xavier was beyound angry he was going to stand up but she continued. .

Soheila nodded. Zach Hale clapped his hands twice and looked at her wife. "Wife, she's the person that was famous in their academy. It was even spread that she had defeated the Second Princess, and is famous for having a high-rank level." Now they know where Zachary got his attitude from. Clea Moon placed her hand on her forehead as she sighs because of her talkative husband. "So, you were the famous Soheila Vespara," She said while looking at Soheila.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

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