It is a story riddled with whispers, old friendships, revenge mission, contract arranged marriage and an interesting plot twist.

Amiyah, a beautiful lady from a conglomerate family loses her parent to the cold hands of death. A tragic hit and run car accident! That too on her birthday...this leaves her with the feeling of guilt as she blamed herself for their death.

Her Uncle take advantage of this to be in total control of the family business.

She was treated like a nonentity for five years until she summoned courage to question their cruelty leaving their house to her newly built mansion where she lived with Ana, her best friend.

Once again in years she dreamt of the black rose.

After some time, She found out that her parent accident was actually not what she thought it was. She also found out the perpetrators so she was filled with rage and the thirst for revenge. 

She takes Liam her ex who had an affair with her cousin and got married to him to get back at them. A marriage with no feelings attached. But she doesn't stop there, she pledged to take what is her's.


Amiyah is as fragile as a flower yet fragile as a bomb. You can watch her blossom or watch her burn! 


Stay tuned as I make your day with my mind blowing plot twist...

Game of Blame

I went straight to the kitchen and shoved down ice water. I was very angry. If he cares so much why can't he just agree with my proposal and get it done with. 


"Hey..." I looked around the house but couldn't find Ana. 


"Where is she?" I muttered bringing out my phone from my pocket. 


"Call silly girl" I told my AI. It made a sound and called her. She picked up on the third ring. 


"What's wrong? Where were you all day?" 


"I... I'm meeting with the guy I was dating online. We had our first date today" she lied smoothly. She had practiced it before I called. 


"Go back outside. Stay in a rowdy place to be safe, remember?" She was still worried about me while she was in deepest shit as well. 


"I got that" I replied and hung up the call. She called again and again but I didn't pick her calls. She will nag and nag again that I know. 


The Truth