"There's no such thing as love. You're mistaking physical attraction for it—" I returned indifferently, still not daring to meet his eyes. Not even, when I felt him inch closer to the exposed side of my nape. His warm breath tickled my bare skin while his hands found mine and intertwined his fingers through mine.

"If that's what I desired, then I would have already devoured every inch of you by now—and there was nothing you could have done to stop me—" He whispered against my neck and before I could protest any further, a sharp pain piercing through the skin of my neck made me gasp.

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What happens when Zaira ends up marrying the ‘wrong’ brother?

When Zaira completed her medical degree, all she hoped and wished for was to be left alone. Needless to say, her parents had tied her with the perfect match, in Harris. A twisted turn of fate, traps her in matrimony with Rayyan. The very person whom she never wished to set eyes upon again, if she could help it; let alone cross paths with, after he betrayed her trust a long time ago.

All isn't what appears, when the two get entangled in a web of deception, weaved from selfishness of people around them. A story about two damaged people and their struggle to fight demons within and beyond. 

And protecting their hearts from the worst of ailments. Love.

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The Wrong Wedding

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ASSALAMUALAIKUM WA REHMATULLAHI WA BARAKATUHU! 


Alhumdulillah times infinity for this beautiful journey with the most beautiful and amazing people. If Allah SWT didn't bless me with such amazing readers, I would never have dreamt to reach this moment. I sincerely mean it from the very depth and core of my heart, THANKYOU! 


It was a beautiful ride and I owe it to every single read, vote and comment of every single one of you! 


This book is a dedication for my parents. Who have always been literal couple goals for me, MashaAllah! 


My inspiration for Rayyan's character comes from My own Dad, who's very much like him. He still doesn't return from his walks without bringing 'jasmine' flowers for Mom. They still don't eat meals without eachother. Always going on mini honeymoon trips and late night walks together, MashaAllah! My Mom is my Dad's FOREVER#1. 


ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS