Life for Nashwa Naseer was never easy. Not when she broke her teeth as a five year old while learning how to skate. Not when she had always irked her mother with her life choices. Not even when she chose to be a lawyer. Certainly not when she got divorced after six months into her marriage as a twenty six year old.
She had always been like a stubborn cockroach easy to hit but impossible to kill. Always hit by life, but all her life obstacles felt like feathers on her cheeks. Since when you ask?
Since she started working as manager of Ilyas Bashr.
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'I wish my looks could kill.'
'Why?'
'I want you buried six feet under.'
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Join the love - hate romance of my beloved Nashwa and Ilyas.
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Hosh Rubaa
RomanceHosh Rubaa [ Persian.] Something or someone that is so bewitching, so mind boggling and stunning that it blows your senses away. ( metaphorically ) The beloved one or the beauty of the beloved one that leaves in awe and wonder. 'she has never lef...
