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Chapter one~ Rain,Thunders, Fear,Escape and first meet

The night was stormy, thunders clashing, the rain had reached its peak of heaviness. The winds were such strong that the trees could fall apart.

Seen shifts to a group of friends, looking out from the window. They had arrived for the birthday celebration of their friend *Hamza*.

They all were so amazed,like who wouldn't be, looking at the rain, they all were excited, as the celebration was going soooo exhilarating.

They were waiting for only one person, who is none other than, a person my wish my rules my life blah blah attitude *Jehangir Suleman*.

*Jehangir Suleman* The only heir of *Nawab Suleman* and his business. Even though having cousins he never had any competition in the way to secure his position as the heir of his grandfather. A smarty pant but an arrogant, a perfectionist, full of narcissistic nature, away from Allah's guidance and a fun maker, 22 year old in his final year of *mbbs*, studying at AM UNIVERSITY AND HOSPITAL OF MEDICINE.  His parents never showed him what real love is and always been materialistic with him and somehow he became like that too. He hates girls more than anything. His friends are his buddies.

Mr. J Suleman was on his way to *Hamza's* house, in this perfect weather, riding his *Black Thar*. Jeep no TS 04 AM 4444. His looks were perfect to be in love with but his behaviour to show hatred in the next second.

And then "buzzzzzzzz!!!!" A girl wrapped in abaya, running in front of Mr. J Suleman's Thar. Only if had he not pulled the brakes then a tragedy would've been happened.

Storming out of his Thar in this storm,fumed in anger,he moved towards the foolish woman, ready to kill her if that's what she desires.

"You stupid woman!!!! Are you out of your mind? If you are so desperate to die then why don't chose a simple way to DIE!!!! Huhhh!"

"Pleee-ss-ee sa-vee- mee- I do-n't wan-tt- to-o die  Th-eyy- a-rr-e mo-nss-tter-ss"

He looked at the trembling figure in font of him, not wanting to die but looking for a hope to be saved but from "whom?" "Who've the monsters" questions reflected in his mind.

She was about to fall but he grabbed her with his one hand, pulled her and now he saw the most beautiful eyes ever, covered in abaya only her eyes were visible,enough to fall in love. And he was captured by beauty of her eyes. A pair of green emerald,intense and deep yet teary and lonely.

*Urwah Hashmi*, the eldest daughter of *Tabrez Hashmi*, very well known politician and the very famous businessman of *Hashmi Foundation*.

From a little far, voice was heard, some men were shouting to find the girl who ran away.

Hearing the voices, *Urwah* became tensed and lost her balance and without looking back ran away. And kept on running until she found an orphanage.

The men looking for *Urwah* came towards *Jehangir* and asked about a girl whether coming here wearing a black abaya or not.

Not knowing anything he just said "idk" and just climbed onto his *Thar*, devastated by the previous situation.

Stay tuned to know more about Jehangir Suleman and Urwah Hashmi's story.

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