FQareena

"Life was never meant to be a fairytale, but still we chose to believe that ours would have a happy ending."

Honest, straightforward, pretty and a hell of a temper, that was Gauhar Siddique. Passionate about serving the right cause and ensuring that nobody could defile the pure tenets of justice. She was a warrior of the law, and you were in deep trouble if you ever found yourself on the wrong side of her fist.

Little does she know that trouble was brewing within the paradise her father has worked hard to build.

"A little bit of deceit in the grand scheme of things never hurt anyone, especially if it were to uphold the shaky pillars of Justice."

Charming, kind, friendly and handsome a deadly combination that would lure even the best in. Altamash Ahmed Quadri was a spider who's expert manipulation wove you right into his web. And once you were in, you could never escape. That was how Youngest Director of the Fairfax and Co Solicitors worked.

How would these two opposites clash when Altamash forces Gauhar to marry him? There would be sparks and fireworks for sure. 

But why did Altamash force her to marry him? And most importantly, could these opposites ever fall in love? 

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"It's not him, it cannot be him!" I could feel the tears stinging my eyes, but his face stayed resolute. As he slowly walked towards me, I stepped away.

I couldn't let him smash everything I'd known to the ground, to wreck havoc to every notion I had held as true.

As the back of my head hit the wall behind me, I sucked in a breath. The sight of the animalistic smirk on his face scared me, he looked like he had won.

Like I was exactly where he wanted me to be.

Pushing his hands in his pockets he approached me, and stopped only when there was a hairsbreadth between us. I could feel the warmth of his breath fan my forehead.

And I couldn't breathe.

Leaning in his lips ghosted against the sensitive skin of my earlobe, "Deception my love." His voice was a smooth whisper against me, as warm as the blazing fire in his eyes and as smooth as the honey that reminded me of the colour of them.

My pulse hammered erratically on my throat and he noticed, because he chuckled softly, "it's not easy to act in a way that is against what you actually feel Gauhar. He had you fooled, just like i have your body fooled into thinking that I am going to ravish you."

"That's false." I bit out through grit teeth, my voice a vehement hiss.

He placed an arm beside my head, caging me in and looking straight into my eyes, his own were dark the amber of orbs almost eclipsed.

"It's not false and you know it, let's not deceive ourselves darling." Leaning in he inhaled a deep breath, "our bodies currently believe that we like eachother, when that's as far away from reality as could be."

He abruptly stepped away, "it was all an illusion the same way Gauhar, he had spun a lie around you. Just like I had spun one around us."

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PS: The beginning of this book is super slow, because you guys gotta get acquainted with the characters, but I promise it'll get Interesting as the story moves on. And be warned this is a slow burn novel so if your expecting instant fireworks and sparks...this is not the book for you. But if you like to feel pain and emotions (masochistic?) and bit of solving cases of law, I'm sure you'll enjoy it. 

P.PS: The book is written in the POV of the four protagonists

Anyways, you should go read the book cuz that's obviously what your here for. Happy Reading!

PREVAILS

Just like everything about him, this was confusing as well.

"Your efficiency is commendable Miss Suleiman, I'll definitely have a look at them. I hope you enjoy your time with…" he stopped suddenly, his eyes zeroing on me for perhaps the first time since he'd entered the room.

And for a reason unknown for me I stilled, my heart hammering in my chest.

I could feel a strange anticipation in my chest, perhaps I was waiting for him to acknowledge me. I wasn't sure, maybe I wanted him to show the same recognition that he has shown my best friend when he noticed her. Maybe I just disliked feeling as if I were invisible and completely beneath his notice.

What I did know was that the air around us felt heavy with unsaid words, and I wished he would break the uncomfortable spell but he didn't. Or maybe I was just overthinking about it all and he was entirely unaffected, he clearly looked like he didn't think I even existed in the room.

The Potential Murderer