Novel & Cerita Mehwish Ali

Raihannah said and I gave her a thumbs up and walked out of the office. They could really make a cute couple. Even though they were of different races. I took the elevator and found my way to where I had my appointment. Doctor Aleeyah Edwards Head of Psychology. This was where I had to be. I looked towards her door as I moved closer to where her secretary sat. " Assalamu Alaykum, I'm here for my appointment, miss Faryah Mustapha" I greeted as she gracefully smiled at me. " Wa'alaykumussalam, yes Doctor Aleeyah is waiting for you, you can go in" She answered. "Thank you" I said with a warm smile and walked to her door.

This is so embarrassing. "Sure, by the way, I am Cristel Dela Fuente. I am the daughter of the village's Chief, and I am willing to help with our visitors. You can come to our house and stay there. About the money, I can get you some work here and you can borrow money from me then pay it whenever you can," she said that and smile. "Thank you so much, you are a big help to me. I am Aliyah." I extended my hand for a handshake. She gladly accepted it.

She stated and thought I have already made the decision, I had to ask her a question. "Why do you want to help me?" I asked her and she sighed rolling my eyes. "Number one, because I'm a profeminist. Two, I'm actually helping myself. So, are you in or not?" "Of course." I nodded. "Bethany, who else is working with Makaila's father apart from you?" I asked and she looked at me for a moment, probably deliberating whether to tell me or not. "Jackson and Tyler." She deadpan and I cussed.

For the next short walk to my desk in front of Larry's office, Murray's words played in my head on repeat. As soon as I sit down, I power up my PC and start Googling Alix Chong. And damn...she is beautiful. She's tall, elegant, smart with an Ivy League education, and currently active in several charity organizations. Alix Chong speaks eloquently when I click on one of her speeches where she dressed like she was speaking for the UN.

Gulped and press the doorbell button. Nine years ago... I decided to left the pack land for college, after my sister crowned as the new alpha. We are twins and both alphas, but I'm not ready to become a leader. Our father already too tired of ruling, and my sister has wanted the position since we were still pups, so without hesitation, I encourage her to get the position. Our family are supportive and not bothered with a female as their ruler. So, here I am... away from my family, in the other side of this country.

she smiled as she hand over a gift box to a Butler standing beside her to receive the presents from the guest, “ Happy Birthday, Madam Rashmi, I wish you a long healthy life, ” she said politely, “ You...? ” Madam Rashmi raised her eyebrows as she couldn't recognize her, “ I am... ” Maya was going to introduce herself but before she could speak further, Aliya walked in as she interrupted, “ She is Maya Sehgal, Krish's assistant, ” “ The assistant that I mentioned you before, hmm? ” she added while staring into Madam Rashmi's eyes and she reacted instantly,

The blonde woman screamed as she ran towards Karish, her breasts bouncing up and down with each step. "Meli!" Karish replied with a big smile on her face. I saw the blonde woman jump in Karish's arms and wrap her legs around his waist. WHO THE FUCK IS IT! I screamed in his face.

So this girl is her daughter Aanaya shahid Age: 19 I saw this girl somewhere else, OK... So she is miss anaya Shahid doing bachelors in physics, interesting..... Shehrooz complete all arrangement, it's time to give them surprise, I said while smirking. I am coming miss anaya whole stole my heart..... And to make you mine,! Exclusively mine!....... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Oh my goodness 😱😱😱😱😱😱what's will going to happen..... What the evil 😈😈😈😈😈mind of shehryaar plan..... Stay tuned until for next chapter...

Salar warned across from her. “Getting married to a low-class woman is what you find best? First, that gold digger and now a strange woman whom Amaan doesn’t even know about. Is that your definition of best?” Mehwish replied, pursing her lips. “I had made a list of suitable girls for him already, and I have personally ascertained their compatibility with Amaan and Hashmi’s status. You should have at least asked me before doing something like that,” she was finding it difficult to remain calm.

Name: Zahan Ali Wife: Mira Ali Daughters: Maya Ali & Khushi Ali .................... .................... ............ After reading the file, I started to make my plan.. Ms. Khushi Ali, get ready to repay for your father's misdeeds and betrayal... Because of your father, I had a great loss. I lost my father. Just get ready for pain. I promise I will make your life hell and destroy your family. I will make you say good bye to your peaceful life very soon and will drag you in hell....