Journey of revenge ended at love
Sneak peek "What are you doing here?" He threw the towel on the couch and asked. She looked around in fright. "I… I just came now." She said in a nervous tone, without looking at him. "I didn't ask that." He said bluntly. She couldn't speak for a while. He made his way to her. She stepped back and tried to slip out from here but he reached her before she could do anything. Her back was against the door. "Why are you not speaking?" He leaned towards her and put his one hand on the door near her face. She closed her eyes to not see his naked body closely. She was a confident girl but now her confidence had diminished. "Are you afraid of me?" He touched her cheek with his hand. "No " she suddenly jerked his hand away. The next moment she was sticking to his bare chest. Ghazi had pulled her to him and held her firmly in his arms. "Ah…." She tried to break away from his grip but couldn't. "Leave me, Ghazi!" She shouted. "Tell me first. Why did you come here?" He asked "To …. Meet you." She replied after a pause. He looked at her face with surprise " why?" "I want to say something to you. " She made an excuse "Say!" "Umm, I…. Want to do some shopping." She said thoughtfully. "Is that all?" He raised his eyebrow. She nodded. He barely controlled himself to kiss her cute cheeks. "Why did you come into my life?" He asked helplessly. Diya looked at his face in confusion. "Let me tell you Diya! Once I fall for you, I will never let you go. Then you will see my passion for you but wouldn't stand it. So stay away from me." He whispered in her ear and left her. She remained still for some moments then ran out of the room, opening the door ..... She is a proud, young, and beautiful girl, the daughter of a police officer. She is a black belt martial artist who can even compete with men. She doesn't make boyfriends and beats up whoever tries to woo her. He is a mysterious, arrogant but rich man. The CEO of his late father's company. He is alone and has lots of enemies A revenge love story, in which one is a lover and the other is the hater. They had to stay together. Fate brought them close again and again. The revenge journey ended at love. Categories: Action, Adventure, suspense, mystery, thriller, romance, hate to love, revenge. Hi, I am Dua Fatima. Please read my novel, give your review and share it with your friends.
14. Hadiqa's mischief
"Get up. Ma'am" Adiba said, shaking Hadiqa's shoulder but Hadiqa moved a little and fell back into sleep.
"Ma'am! Sir Umair is calling you. Get up quickly." She started waking her up again. Hadiqa felt her voice like the sound of a hammer.
"Get out of here. Adiba!" She shouted, with closed eyes.
"Ma'am! Sir Umair is very angry and is calling you to his room." Adiba kept consistent. Hadiqa paused for a moment then a little devilish smile came to her lips. Adiba was left mesmerized to see this sleeping beauty. Hadiqa opened her eyes fully and looked at her.
"Go and tell my brother to wait five minutes," she said and got up.
" Ok, ma'am." Adiba ran out of the room. Her mischievous smile deepened. She put on the shoe and entered the bathroom.
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Umair was moving like a pendulum in his room and Wahab was sitting on his bed, busy with his Mobile.
"Where is this girl left? She has not come yet. I forbade her to do any mischief with me now, but Instead of obeying me, she teased us both. Let her come here once. I will not spare her " he was fuming.
" Easy man! It's not a big deal. Don't lose your temper." Wahab said calmly. He was about to say something when the door knocked. He got to the door quickly and opened it.
"Sir, she said wait five minutes," Adiba said in fear and Umair shut the door with a bang. The door hit on Adiba's nose.
"Ah…." She stepped back, grabbing her nose tightly to reduce the intensity of the pain. Tears started flowing from her eyes and she went to the kitchen, crying.
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She opened the door with the same mischievous smile as before. Umair was walking in distress. She came in and the next moment her smile disappeared to see Wahab. Umair's eyes fell on her and he immediately come towards her
"Where is the file?" His tone was dangerous but Hadiqa did not care about it.
"Which file?" He glanced at Wahab who was looking at her fixedly. his black deep eyes had a spell which secretly bounded her body. She got angry
"Don't tease me, Hadiqa. Try to understand that file is very important," he said in a pleading tone.
" Oh, I remembered. I saw two files yesterday but which are you talking about ... blue or black." She said thoughtfully. Her eyes were smiling now. Wahab was still looking at her
"Blue color," Umair said patiently.
"Oh well, but I took the black one." She teased him
"Whichever, Give it to me"
"I kept it somewhere," Hadiqa shrugged. Wahab smiled lightly.
"Where?" Umair asked quickly.
"I don't remember," she said with innocence. Umair wanted to beat her but he couldn't.
"And how will you remember this?" He said sarcastically.
"You know I like the picture of our father of nation very much. He is the founder of our country. I think every Pakistani should respect and love him ...." She started. Wahab turned his face to hide his smile.
"Okay okay, stop. take this and tell me" Umair interrupted her and gave her one thousand rupees note, on which the picture of Muhammad Ali Jinnah was printed.
"I haven't remembered yet. Let me think more about it," she said, making a face. Umair gave her another note of thousand rupees.
"So sweet brother. May God give everyone a brother like you." She chimed.
(And don't give a sister like you anyone) Umair just thought because he didn't want to spoil the matter by talking.
"Now tell me quickly. I'm getting late "
"It's under your bed," she said, pointing to the bed.
"I checked, it's not there," Umair said, gritting his teeth
"No, I mean under the mattress of the bed," Hadiqa said. Umair moved towards the bed. Wahab got up and helped Umair to pull out the mattress. But they didn't find any file.
" Hadiqa! Tell me where it is. That is not my file, it is his file." He begged tiredly. She was happy in her heart to know this. But she could not express this happiness.
"Oh, I'm really sorry, I thought it was of Umair," she said, looking at Wahab as if she was very sorry. But Wahab knew it was her acting.
"That is behind the portrait," she told them at last, pointing to the portrait that was hanging on the wall. Umair took the picture from the wall. And turned it. The file was really there. He tried to pull the file but couldn't.
"I pasted it with the glue, " hadiqa reported. Umair could only glare at her.
" just take out the pages from the file," Wahab said. Umair took out the page from it and handed them to Wahab.
"I'll give you another file," said Umair
"No, it is not needed," Wahab said and turned. Hadiqa passed a smile at him to make him vex but he didn't get furious and smiled at her back, passing by her.
"You embarrassed me so much in front of Wahab today. Now, Open your ears and listen to me. It would not be good for you if you irritate Wahab again" he emitted angrily, with darting eyes on her.
"Oh, you started scolding your sister because of your friend? When your wife will come, what will you do with me," said asked, acting sad.
"Shut up and get lost" Umair's patience was running out.
"Cool down brother. Don't be so angry. No one will marry you if you have such behavior" she advised him. Umair looked around to search for a shoe. Hadiqa laughed and slipped away.
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