Woah! It feels like eternity since I published. Apologies. I have bruised my arms, yep, I am great at such things.

I had exams and assignment one after another so I was typing all day long which caused the pain. I was in pain when I uploaded the bonus but my hand is in limited use only. So, I couldn't update here because I know it won't be regular.

Also, I have so many stories in my head that I can't put my hand on one.

Thank you for your support.

Enjoy.

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How forgiving are you?.

How hard can you hate?.

Izra walks out of her jet looking at the warm breeze that welcome her immediately blowing her light brown hair in every direction. She didn't care much as she enter into her limousine looking at her leaving the airport. She didn't waste any time looking through her paperwork that needed to be done.

And her meeting was in 5 hours which was the main reason she ever came in this place. She doesn't have anything against this place, it's just she doesn't like travelling. She heard her car coming to sudden halt which made her move forward from the impact before she can do anything a few men in black enters her car.

"What do you want?". She asked plainly

"Someone would like to meet you". The guard said

She knows, there is no use in fighting now because she was clearly outnumbered and jet lagged on top of it. So, she nodded as they kicked the driver away placing their own and driving away.

She remains calm not wanting to show any of her weakness to them and she doesn't care about her life that much to worry about it. She looks through her files deciding on her deal and the person she is dealing with is already very sneaky. She knows he is after her and he will have her by any means it's just she doesn't want him.

He is a playboy.

And she hates them.

She doesn't want anymore popular personality in her life especially as her husband who she goes insane about having girls all around him. It is hard not to feel insecure about herself when the world around her just portrays everything perfect.

Why aren't relationship perfect then?.

Why there are so many complications and no solution. Or perhaps we forgot to look for solutions and instead learned to only fight it till the end.

Compromise is base of relationship and understanding comes with it. Gone were both in today's generation.

The cars smoothly enters into a place and she didn't react or look curious of anything because barely anything makes her curious these days. The door opens and the guard surrounding her asks her to come outside. She wears her shades straightening her dress as she walks outside of the car.

Her eyes widen looking at the palace in front of her eyes.

Not just any palace it was the palace of the King and Queen of this country.

Who would have want her here, of all places?.

She has to agree that she was little calm knowing it's not at least some gangster in cheap place waiting for her. She moves inside in confident strides stopping in front of a huge door and soon it opens revealing two perfect sculptures in front of her eyes.

The crown prince Adam and his best mate Omar.

"To what do I own this kidnapping?". She asked not caring about the formalities because she wasn't exactly invited to give them the respect

Adam raised his eyebrows looking at his friend then back at her,"I think escorting you here is the right term, my lady".

"First of all, it is kidnapping because your people ambushed me. Second, don't call me that". She said removing her glasses as she glares at him

Adam was taken back by her fierce attitude especially standing in front of him. He is not a simple man he is the next to be line King which means his aura was strong and frightening. He hasn't seen anyone ever making an eye contact with him much less glare at him like her.

"You have a very sharp tongue". He commented fuming her anger

"We need her. You are making her angrier". His friend whispers to him but he shrugged

"Thanks for the analysis if you are done I would like to know why I am here and be out of her as soon as possible". She said tapping her foot as she tries to be patient

"Please, have a seat". Omar said smiling warmly

She ignores his smile walking to their luxurious couch not even least bit interested in the architecture that people dies for. Her eyes remains hard as she access the two men in front of her trying to understand what can they possibly want from someone like her.

It wasn't a business deal at least.

Because that could have easily arranged by a phone call because her father would have been thrilled to have a deal this big. Her, on the other hand, not so much. With bigger deals comes bigger threats that she doesn't wish to deal with.

"Well?". She asked looking at her watch and there was still about three hours before her meeting

But she needs to be away from here.

"I will get to the point". Adam started

"Thank God!. I don't have all day". She said rolling her eyes

Adam purse his lips to not say something, "If you allow me a chance to be kind-".

"I won't". She said shortly, "I don't need kindness from my abductors".

Adam closes his eyes because she is testing his patience and he is losing it too fast at the moment. He is a future of this country he is taught patience as the number one element but watching her it seem he just want to fight her to death.

"I want you to marry me". Adam said and the pin drop silence followed

"Where is the pun?". She asked confused

Omar cleared his throat glaring at Adam and gaining her attention.

"What Prince is trying to say is that we wish that you marry him because of some circumstances he is facing at the moment". Omar explained

"Why should I care about his problems?". She asked leaning back looking at them

"For the sake of peace?". Omar said confused then he mumbles,"We didn't prepare enough for this".

"I don't like peace anyway so I don't want to marry him". She said rejecting the offer at once

"You can have a life with all the-". Omar started

Her eyes hardened,"All the luxuries?. I would rather live without any of them then to indulge myself to never ending greed. Keep your money and luxury to yourself I don't need it".

Her last words were spilled like a poison on them.

Adam looks at Omar waiting for the right move but they had none.

"Look! My country is in danger and I need to take over the crown which means I need to have a wife. I choose you to be my wife because I know you-". Adam started

"You don't know me". She said angrily, "You don't know half of me and if you did you wouldn't have called me here".

"What?". Adam said confused

"I can find you some other good girls who can help you with this. They can be a good wife, daughter and Queen. You can choose who ever you want and they will agree with you obediently". She said impatiently because now she really do want to be out of here

"Why not you?". Adam asked challenging

She sighs trying to form right words without disclosing details of her life.

"I am not a good person. I don't have a heart to feel for anyone and I hate many people in my life. I cannot act sophisticated and disciplined like you wish and I will never stay quiet if someone were to point at me. So, in conclusion I will set you with someone who is complete opposite of me and you can decide what you want". She said anxiously

"Give me an example". He said assertive

She racks her brain to bring in some of her doing and the more she thinks the more she starts to feel herself drifting in a pond of guilt and darkness.

She shakes her head,"Would killing my sister works?".

Adam and Omar eyes widen listening to her words.

"Hold on!. Your sister is Huda Malik Khan who is the wife of well known businessman living in UK with the best life to ever have. What are you talking about?. The only sister you have is her". Omar said confused because he was the one who did the digging

"Step sister". She corrected sighing as she takes her phone out calling Huda who picks the phone after few rings and she place the phone of loud speaker,"Hey Huda?".

"Ji Appi?". Huda soft voice asked (Yes, sister)

She gulped down painfully as she tries to not act like she is effected by this.

"Appi, are you ok?". Huda asked concerned

"Yeah, I am". She said biting her lips,"I need to ask you something. Is Malik (Huda's husband) with you?".

"Ji, he is playing with Yumna (their daughter)". Huda said happily

She bites down inside of her tongue to the point that it taste like she cut it to draw blood and then she speaks,"Ok. Do you remember that time I tried to...kill you?".

"Appi". Huda said anxiously and she knows Huda is sensitive about this,"Why are you speaking about that?. Please-".

"Do you remember that I wanted to kill you?". She asked making her voice more firm

"J-Ji". Huda said stuttering obviously scared

"Ok, bye". She said ending the call hurriedly before she breaks down her sister yet again

She looks at two men,"Is that enough?".

They didn't speak.

"We didn't know". Omar started

"No one does. Now, we are done right?". She asked looking down at her watch to find one and half hour in her meeting

"We are done. You can leave". Adam declared

She nodded taking her bag as she starts to walk away from them. Since her car was rental it was sent away to the company before their driver cause a scene so Adam's driver decided to take her to wherever she wishes to be.

She give him the direction to the office she has meeting in and she exits the car once she was in front of the huge building.

The car went away but she remain standing taking a moment from her inner turmoil and her phone ringing continuously and she knows it's her sister.

She opened the phone answering it,"A-Appi".

She feel her heart clenching at her crying voice reaching her ear before she can console her sister her husband snatch the phone from her.

"Isn't it enough what you have done that you are still shamelessly contacting your sister when she is in this condition?". Her husband said angrily

She knows her sister is going to be a mother again and she has yet again used her for her own escape.

She didn't speak.

"I don't ever want to see your face again or you calling my wife again. Am I clear?". Her husband asked threatening, "If you dare to I will inform about your previous actions to the police".

Her throat clogged as she tries to remain conscious hearing such words.

It was nothing to what she has done.

She leans on the wall for support,"It's clear. I am sorry-".

The call ended.

She closes her eyes trying her best to stay sane because she needs this deal anyhow. She enters the building after gathering herself as she waits in front of reception waiting for them to call her.

An hour went by without any signs of the person she was supposed to meet. Her meeting hour was already ending but her anger was rising. She knows this man is testing her patience so instead of stopping low she decided to leave this awful place.

At least for the little self respect she still manage to have.

She walks outside of the office building hiring herself a cab to reach beach. She sits there working on her office files and work pending for her. No matter how many hours she spends there is always more work to do.

She spends countless hours with sun going down to her eyes getting tired and her body protesting her every move but she didn't stop. Her determination to keep her mind of work makes her to go extents.

She heard someone sitting beside her but she didn't move to see who it is.

"So, about our deal". She heard his voice freezing her hands