LOGINAimaan's father died- it was a brutal murder. When her happy life turned upside down, as her smiles and laughter were replaced with cries and screams, she decided to go for hunting the killer. She didn't knew that her forced husband was her childhood love- and she didn't knew that the killer destroyed his family too. They could have went along their path of revenge togetherly, but is life that simple? *** Ihzan Hashim, a cunning billionaire with a cold personality, a man exercising power and authority. He's someone who only knows how to make money. But he was once sweet, easy going and was the apple of everybody's eyes-until his parents were killed by an unknown. He's the King of the underworld mafia. He sacrificed something which every soul crave for- love. Aimaan Shihas, a girl who thanks Allah for every step she takes. She's a girl who smiles even if her mind is sulked in dark. Her heaven turned into a graveyard when her father was brutally murdered infront of her eyes. Her already broken heart breaks again and again when she signed that paper. (Word Count: 50,000-85,000)
View More• Aimaan •"Mr. Asif Acouts, the son of the famous wrestler family Acouts, asked your hand in marriage " she said."Oh Asif, he's my college-mate" I said absent-mindly. But realization stuck me later."Wait what! Hand-in-marriage?" I asked her double-astonished.She just nodded her head.Before she could tell anything, I made her stand and pushed her out of the room."No ammy, I won't. Atleast let me complete my course"- I said and closed the door once again."When will your course end?" I heard her yelling from other side.There are indeed many wanting wealth.*****"Fed up with this maths! Who the hell invented this"- Zyan grabbed his hair.He was bad at that one subject: Maths!We were struggling to solve the trignometric question from two hours.Exactly, we. Means, we, tha
•Aimaan•"One hundred seventy three...one hundred seventy four...one hundred seventy five..."A canvas.A blank canvas.He painted black with illuminating stars and a blushing moon.Now, as the time flew, He added whitish blue colour into the canvas as the orange sun shyly came out with warm rays and cool breeze that hushed the cheesy secrets in the ears."One hundred seventy eight... One hundred seventy nine...And one hundred eighty!""Zay, three minutes, exactly one eighty seconds are over!"Birds chirped sweet as honey that gave warm kisses to the ear lobes. Breeze rushed through the leaves and branches of trees, that the leaves hit each other making sound, just like the tingl
•Aimaan•I looked up to see those emerald green eyes. OMG!"Hey, how are you?" Said Asif, directly looking into my hazel eyes."F-fine" -I quickly gave him a fake smile and hurried to the exit."Hey twin"- I yelled at Wania. Some unwanted attention covered me. I corrected my sentence. "Hey Wania"She was not at all looking at me. I rushed to her side in the busy corridor. I gave her a side hug, and I was returned with a oh-not-so-happy face."Sorry"- I said her with my puppy face while pinching her cheek."Sorry sorry sorry" I said."That-that really hurts" she said, not looking at my eyes."Sorry sorry again! I'll treat you with MacDonald's"She smiled at me and we went back to our classroom.*****"Yes!!" I screamed at my top most voice that Zyan flintched at my tone.
"Amin...why did you leave me!" Mrs. Shihas or Dhariya cried. She was in the hospital. The doctors and nurses were trying to calm her down but miserably failed. Aimaan was in the ICU, in critical state.The Justice, Mr. Amin Shihas, passed away. It took a lot of time for them to register it to their brain."Madam, please try to understand us. Your baby is getting a hard time. You may loose your child. Stop weeping for the passed out and concentrate on your coming out." The head doctor tried to calm her down."For whom, for whom am I trying to concentrate? The unborn child? Will that come into my life if my husband wasn't there?" She screamed, while trying to get rid of the grip on her hands.Aimaan was in the first ICU , fighting for her life; where her mother was in the next ICU pleading for her lives, her dears. Zyan was in front of the ICU, not knowing wha





