The warm golden light of late afternoon filled Aabi’s office, but his mind wasn’t calm. His hand drummed lightly on the desk as his eyes flicked to the CCTV feed from the building’s entrance.
Zulfishan had gone out to meet Mawra at a nearby café. She’d said she’d be back in an hour. That was two hours ago.
After everything — Project Echo, the mysterious threats — Aabi couldn’t help worrying. He’d given her his trust, his protection… and something else far more valuable.
Twenty percent of his company. A wedding gift.
He hadn’t told anyone except the lawyer and Zulfishan herself. It was his way of saying she wasn’t just part of his life — she was part of his work, his future. But if that information leaked… he didn’t even want to think about the danger it could bring.
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