Dear Mr. Heartthrob

foreword

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Meet Walia Hussain. Twenty-one in age, but has a heart of a ten year-old, and her mother tongue is sarcasm. She had been infatuated by her cousin when she didn't even understand what her feelings meant. Soon, as time passed, her feelings grew and she found herself being head over heels in love with him, until he distanced himself from her and she started to hate him - at least that's what she has convinced herself with.

Now, meet her heartthrob. He has a lot in the world and also her heart; a possession he's unaware of. When he decides to stop contacting her, he isn't sure about the reason behind which he plans to never meet her again.

But fate proves both of them wrong when Walia is thrown in the most lawful relation possible with him.

The question is; will they be able to bear each other's presence?

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"Control," she raised her eyebrows at him and a finger that was on his chest.

He looked down and smirked, "You should control, I can see you being touchy-touchy now itself."

She realised what she'd done and pulled her hand away at the speed of light, "Eww, get out of the trance, pretty boy. I am not at all interested in garbage."

"Think before you speak, pretty girl. This very garbage is going to be your lawfully wedded husband within some days."

Walia's jaw touched the ground, "B-but you said you'll reject,"

He shrugged, "Well, I change my mind." Raising a perfect eyebrow, he turned on his heels and got out of the room, leaving an aghast Walia behind.

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Hi peeps,

I welcome you to my first book here. Thank you for clicking on this one, and I hope you'll read it through.

Please note:

-This book will contain a little bit of the language Urdu.

-The book is open to all the constructive criticism, but hate comments will be deleted.

-I may not have proofread all of the chapters, so you can feel free to point out my mistakes.

-I am an amateur writer, so all of your comments would mean the world to me.

- This book was first published back in 2021 or something, it is now being re-written.

-You might find this book a little Cliché, but do not expect me to write you something mature. That's out of my territory.

-Please don't try to copy my work, and if you see anyone attempting so, please inform me.

That's it, peeps.

Much love,
Z

Also, thank you once again.