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one last chance (book 2 MTMK)

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book2....continuation of married to my kidnapper. ....

Alishba lived to hate one thing or more specifically, one man. Ryan Nawaz. the pain of betrayal and loss made her cold but what happens when the pain returns after five years.

Ryan Nawaz want nothing but a last chance with his love but will Alishba give in or dwells in her past.

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chapter 1 Alishba pov: (Two weeks later) Life was not simple since I left but it was going. I bought a nice apartment from my savings and found a good paying job at sheikh's holdings as the PA of CEO. But when I said life was not simple I did not mean financially, I ment emotionally and mentally. My mind was a mess. No matter how much I tried I could not stop crying in self-pity. I was being pathetic crying over something that did not belonged to me in the first place. Often nights I would wonder where he would be. Was he happy? Who was he with? Was he with his ex? As those thoughts invade my brain I would curse myself for thinking of him. That man lied to me, played with my emotions, heart. He f****d up my mind into thinking that he loved me. He was after money, wealth. He can never love someone. But no matter these thoughts my traitorous heart would yearn him. Want him beside it. If only I had not fallen in love, all this would have been simple. The pain I felt every night as I lay on my bed alone. In mornings, I would keep myself distracted with work often doing overtimes just to keep my mind away from his thoughts. I hated him for this. I hated him for making me think he loved me. I hated him for ruining me. I hate him for leaving me. I hated him for wanting me for my money. I hated him because he made me fall in love with him. ............. The alarm beeped making me realize it is time to get up. I did not know why I put an alarm when I lay awake whole night. I am missing on most of my sleep and I could feel it when I'm in the office. With my mind distracted with work I often fell asleep. But thanks to Mr. Ahmed. That old man is the most I kindest I've ever met. He knew why I was here and he seem sympathetic with me. Although I did not like pity but he haad also given me fatherly love which I was missing since I came here. But I know this can not go long. I had to move on and be strong. I'm however glad that I'm not behind schedule at work or it might cost a lot to company. I always made up to the time I slept. The phone beeping got me out of my thoughts. Picking it up it was Mr. Ahmed. "Hello, good morning, Mr. Ahmed." I said into the phone as I made my way to the closet. "Good morning dear, I called to remind you that you can take your day off today since you have an appointment with doctor. And recently you've been outdoing yourself in office. You can rest." I frowned at his words. I can not take a day off. "Mr. Ahmed, I can't take a day off. I need distraction. I'll be there as soon as the appointment with doctor is over." I heard a sigh before Mr. Ahmed spoke, "it's okay, beside I'll be introducing-" I covered my mouth as my stomach churned with acid making it's way to my mouth. I ran to bathroom emptying my stomach. The sudden action making me dizzy. Getting up I wiped my mouth and held my phone back. "Yes Mr. Ahmad, you were saying?" My voice was scratchy and throat ached. "I was saying you are taking a day off and resting. And see a doctor soon. Your sickness is getting worse." I sighed as I did not answer him and said goodbye. Brushing my teeth and taking a shower I went in closet to change. Since I won't be going to office today I decided on simple pair of jeans and a long baggy top. Setting my hijab I made my way to kitchen and decided on a light breakfast since I felt my stomach could not take something heavy. I took my breakfast silently pondering over my life. I still don't know what I'll do with my life. I'm just going with the flow right now. I miss my old life, I miss everyone. And that reminds me I have to call dad. I have not called anyone since I arrived here. I still had half an hour for the appointment so I went to out of my apartment. I bumped into Mr. Aziz. "Oh I'm so sorry, Mr. Aziz. I was in a hurry and didn't see you." Mr.Aziz looked me and smiled, "it's okay, dear. Why were you in a hurry?" "I'm feeling sick lately, so I'm going to see a doctor. I'll see you later. Bye." I waved Mr. Aziz and went towards my car. Yeah, I have a car. Dad send me this car even though I told him I did not need it. But he said once I bought one for myself I could always return it. Mr. Aziz waved back at me and went into his apartment. Mr.Aziz was an old man. He is of grandpa age more or less. He helped me find this apartment and luckly he is my neighbour. He is such a sweetheart. We usually talk for a little some evenings but not daily. ............ Thank goodness, it was one of those days when the traffic was with me so I was just on time. Going in I asked for Dr. Amna. I was directed into a room where a middle age woman sat. I greeted her and she replied back. "So, Ms. Alishba, according to what you told me before I would first like some tests." I frowned but nodded nonetheless. She guided me to another room and did her tests. Once I was clothed back into my clothes we sat. "When will I get the results." I asked anxiously. "I'll hope in early morning tomorrow. For now I'll prescribe these medications. And if you have any questions you can call." I nodded standing up and saying my farewell. ...................... I had a whole day ahaed of me. I had nothing to do so I decided to go to office. I know Mr. Ahmed will be mad but I needed that. I needed the distraction. Driving to the office, I made my way towards my floor. I made my way towards Mr. Ahmed's office and knocked. After a few seconds later I heard Mr. Ahmed calling to come in. Opening the door I step in to find a man siting on mr. Ahmed chair. My gaze found Mr. Ahmed's asking a silent question about who he is. "Ah! He's my son, Rameez. He'll be running this company now." I lookeed baack at the person and frowned. I looked back at Mr. Ahmed because I was creeping out from his deep stare. "But what about me?" He smiled and put a hand over my shoulder, "don't worry dear, your still the PA but ow of Rameez." My eyes widen as I stared back at my new boss. "But-" I wanted to protest but I was cut off by my new boss. "It's okay, father. I'll take it from here." I felt Mr. Ahmed arm slip from my shoulder and step back. "By the way, how was your appointment with the doc, dear?" Mr. Ahmed asked as I turned to look him. "It was fine, she did some tests and gave me medicines. The result will be out tomorrow." I could feel a certain someone's stare at the back of my head. "And why are you here when I specifically told you to test. You worked like a machine. You need a life, girl. And you're still off for today. So go back home and rest. And meet me here tomorrow fresh." He said in a boss like tone leaving no room for arguments. I sighed and nodded partially because I was not feeling comfortable with my new boss. Something about him makes me wary of him. "I'm going. I just wanted to check up on you. I'll take my leave. Bye." I made my way out of the the building suddenly feeling tired. I drove back to my apartment and decided to watch movies to spend time. And that's exactly what I did. But somewhere around third movie I fell into dreamless sleep. .......................... I woke up with a start to a faint sound of alarm in my room. Getting up I looked around to realize I fell asleep on sofa. I have not slept like this since I get here. I stretched and loosened up my muscles. Getting up my stomach grumbled and I realized I never had dinner. I went to my room and did my routine since I'll be going to office I picked a little professional dress. It was a grey top with peach skirt and jacket along with a hijab. I paired it with grey heels. Getting dressed quickly I thought of having a heavy breakfast sonce I didn't had dinner. As I was making my way towards the kitchen my cellphone rang. Changing my path I walked towards where my phone rested. Picking it up I saw Dr. Amna name flashing on my screen. I hastily turned it on and spoke. "Hello, Dr." I bit my lip waiting in anticipation for her answer. "Hello, Ms. Alishba. I hope you are doing good. The results are out and as I expected it was true." The doctor's voice made a chill run down my back. I hope it's nothing bad.  "What is true?" I asked hesitantly. "Congratulations, you are pregnant." I think my world just stopped. .....................

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