Huma Waqas 소설 & 이야기

The man said, gaining back her attention. She glanced at him. His brown eyes peered at her. He was tall, the same height as Hamza, and gave off that dominating male vibe like Hamza. If he turns out to be a mafia-like Hamza she won't doubt it. Her intuitions were giving her those scary vibes from him. And how in the world they met again and out of all the places in the Maldives. This can't be a coincidence. "By the way, I'm Waqas Siddiqui." He stretched out his hand and she blinked at it before fisting her hands on her sides and bowing her head slightly in greeting.

She had a very heavy Malaysian accent. " well we're going to be calling on Mrs Humayrah Hussein, the owner and founder of Al-Hussein Orphanage homes to come give us a welcoming prayer and a welcoming speech, please a round of applause for her as she gets on the stage" Another applause. I really hope I wasn't going to end up falling asleep in this event. I always disliked the introduction section of events, I was always eager to see the main thing, the main thing the audience came for.

Without hesitation, she left the councils with a smile of success, making her even more annoyed. “What a boring assignment! There is not much thrill. Unlike in Hamburg, where the opponents also hire professional assassins, it gives me a thrill and excitement unlike this.” She mumbled. When she got in the car, he opened the folder again, the profile of his next target. “Quinn Dheemant, Pakistan nationality, a refugee?” She read what was written. This person is too boring. It states that it sells drugs, illegal transactions, and places where they go and stay. All the information he needed was there. It doesn't seem hard to play hide and seek from this person. He is just like an open book.

He spoke in a dangerously calm tone making a shiver run down my spine. "I bet Lucas will be really happy to see you." "He misses you so much. After you left him, he started searching for you day and night. He will be beyond excited to see you. After all, it's been two years." He said smirking. The person laying on the ground was still alive. He was breathing heavily and was begging them to leave him. How can I forget how cruel Lucas and his men are. Especially Kramer. He is a serial killer. He is one of Lucas's trusted men and he can even die for Lucas.

Alleki perfectly tied his black shoulder-length hair. The man excused himself with two squad captains and walked nearer. At twenty, his lean and tall built made her look like a child. “Congratulations on your appointment, Alleki—I mean, Commander.” Malaika smiled. She honestly felt proud of him. Come to think of it. She considered him as her rival a long time ago. But she was ill-fated enough to be this low.

Mackenzie squeezes my face between her hands. "The world is going to destroy her," Amber says to Mackenzie and she nods in agreement "Well, I made 1,000 yesterday," Mackenzie pulls out a bunch of 100 dollar bills from her bra "Damn, stripping pays," Amber says as I straighten the money and count it properly "You made 1,100," I correct as I roll up the money sliding a rubber band off my wrist and around the money, and handing it back to Mackenzie "I did a private dance," Mackenzie says moving her hips in a circular motion as she smiles at us.

He asks me and I shake my head. “There a lot of people that dislike me a lot but not so much that they would actually do this.” I say as I try to think of someone who would want to ruin my life. My mom? No, I don’t think so. “Umm how about someone who has been obsessed with you over the years?” I shake my head again. Thankfully I’ve never had crazy fans. “A man named Richard Walts was kind of obsessed with her. Maybe you can check up on him.” Jake tells him as the officer writes down the name and details.

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.

kamur added “Do not do anything stupid” Amir said before kamur left the room. Queen Tarah could see the joy on her daughters face. “You like him already, don’t you?” She asked Becka “I have loved him mother since people sang his praises and now I have seen him I have fallen harder” Becka said emphatically “He is a great man and he will be all yours soon” queen Tarah said “He is mine already” she replied Her mother spent some time with her chatting about some other stuffs before she left.