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"Beneath Tinted Fates: The CEO's Demand"
(STORY BLURB DESCRIPTION)
"In the bustling metropolis of Abuja Ashraf, the poised and intelligent CEO of an esteemed Art Company, stands as the first son of Alhaji Abdulkadir Manga - a highly respected businessman. Meanwhile, Zakiyya Mahmoud Daura, second child of Alhaji Mahmoud Daura, the illustrious Sultan of Katsina (Daura), hails from a lineage steeped in regal heritage.
Fate takes an unexpected turn when Ashraf and Zakiyya's paths collide in an unfortunate incident. While being pursued by thugs, Zakiyya accidentally crashes into Ashraf, causing a cascade of important documents to scatter through the air. Frustration surges within him, and he apprehends her. Despite her pleas about the pursuing thugs, he forcefully ushers her into his car with tinted windows, effectively shielding her from their view.
With a mixture of irritation and determination, Ashraf demands Zakiyya's assistance in recovering his lost files, now scattered to the winds. Trapped in a complex situation, Zakiyya finds herself in a bind. Ashraf offers a unique solution: she must repay him by working at his company. She fervently implores him to release her, but he seizes her iPhone 14 and exchanges it for his company card, stipulating that she can reclaim her phone once she begins working at his firm.
A tense negotiation unfolds, with Ashraf unwavering in his stance and Zakiyya torn between surrendering to his demand and parting with her cherished device. With the threat of Ashraf's methods to ensure her compliance lingering, Zakiyya faces a decision. Will she begrudgingly accept his conditions, embarking on an unexpected professional journey? Or will she choose to relinquish her phone and seek an alternative path?
As their stories intertwine, the stage is set for a captivating narrative of clashing wills, unforeseen alliances, and the pursuit of personal freedom. The outcome rests on Zakiyya's resolve and the unpredictable turns their lives are destined to take."
(Chapter 1: Zakiyya's first encounter)
I arrived to search for a car as I had taken mine to the mechanic for repairs. It's perplexing how difficult it has become to find a taxi nowadays; each one you come across is brimming with passengers, leaving no space.
I am Zakiyya Mahmoud Daura, the second child of Sultan Mahmoud Daura, the Emir of Katsina. I am 25 years old and have an older brother named Abbas. Additionally, I have three younger siblings: Halima, Rukkayya, and Salim, our youngest. I am a recent graduate of a British university and returned to Nigeria three days ago. Just recently, I purchased a new iPhone 14 and I am delighted that I was able to transfer my pictures from my old iPhone 13 to the new device.
On this scorching, sunny day, luck was on my side as I managed to hail a taxi in time. However, my realization dawned on me rather belatedly - I found myself foolishly seated in a taxi that seemed unusual. The passengers were all men, and to compound the situation, they appeared to be thugs brandishing large sticks and lengthy knives. To my immediate dismay, the taxi had already set in motion. Sitting beside the window, I promptly requested the driver to stop the car.
"Excuse me, is it mandatory? You can't compel someone to remain in the car. Please stop here and take your money."
"Young lady, don't take me for a fool. I'm well aware of how you wealthy individuals operate. You seem to enjoy toying with people, but if you had no intention, why did you halt my vehicle? I wouldn't have picked you up initially," the driver retorted.
"Fine, whatever. Just drop me off here. I've changed my mind."
He brought the car to a halt, but the other men seized my bag. I struggled to retrieve it, managing to wrest it back, and then began running for my life as they pursued me with menacing knives.
Amid my frantic shouts, I made a beeline for a slightly crowded area. In my haste, I accidentally bumped into a guy who had been standing in a quieter corner.
"I'm terribly sorry, truly sorry," I quickly added.
He pulled me back....
"In the bustling metropolis of Abuja Ashraf, the poised and intelligent CEO of an esteemed Art Company, stands as the first son of Alhaji Abdulkadir Manga - a highly respected businessman. Meanwhile, Zakiyya Mahmoud Daura, second child of Alhaji Mahmoud Daura, the illustrious Sultan of Katsina (Daura), hails from a lineage steeped in regal heritage.
Fate takes an unexpected turn when Ashraf and Zakiyya's paths collide in an unfortunate incident. While being pursued by thugs, Zakiyya accidentally crashes into Ashraf, causing a cascade of important documents to scatter through the air. Frustration surges within him, and he apprehends her. Despite her pleas about the pursuing thugs, he forcefully ushers her into his car with tinted windows, effectively shielding her from their view.
With a mixture of irritation and determination, Ashraf demands Zakiyya's assistance in recovering his lost files, now scattered to the winds. Trapped in a complex situation, Zakiyya finds herself in a bind. Ashraf offers a unique solution: she must repay him by working at his company. She fervently implores him to release her, but he seizes her iPhone 14 and exchanges it for his company card, stipulating that she can reclaim her phone once she begins working at his firm.
A tense negotiation unfolds, with Ashraf unwavering in his stance and Zakiyya torn between surrendering to his demand and parting with her cherished device. With the threat of Ashraf's methods to ensure her compliance lingering, Zakiyya faces a decision. Will she begrudgingly accept his conditions, embarking on an unexpected professional journey? Or will she choose to relinquish her phone and seek an alternative path?
As their stories intertwine, the stage is set for a captivating narrative of clashing wills, unforeseen alliances, and the pursuit of personal freedom. The outcome rests on Zakiyya's resolve and the unpredictable turns their lives are destined to take."
(Chapter 1: Zakiyya's first encounter)
I arrived to search for a car as I had taken mine to the mechanic for repairs. It's perplexing how difficult it has become to find a taxi nowadays; each one you come across is brimming with passengers, leaving no space.
I am Zakiyya Mahmoud Daura, the second child of Sultan Mahmoud Daura, the Emir of Katsina. I am 25 years old and have an older brother named Abbas. Additionally, I have three younger siblings: Halima, Rukkayya, and Salim, our youngest. I am a recent graduate of a British university and returned to Nigeria three days ago. Just recently, I purchased a new iPhone 14 and I am delighted that I was able to transfer my pictures from my old iPhone 13 to the new device.
On this scorching, sunny day, luck was on my side as I managed to hail a taxi in time. However, my realization dawned on me rather belatedly - I found myself foolishly seated in a taxi that seemed unusual. The passengers were all men, and to compound the situation, they appeared to be thugs brandishing large sticks and lengthy knives. To my immediate dismay, the taxi had already set in motion. Sitting beside the window, I promptly requested the driver to stop the car.
"Excuse me, is it mandatory? You can't compel someone to remain in the car. Please stop here and take your money."
"Young lady, don't take me for a fool. I'm well aware of how you wealthy individuals operate. You seem to enjoy toying with people, but if you had no intention, why did you halt my vehicle? I wouldn't have picked you up initially," the driver retorted.
"Fine, whatever. Just drop me off here. I've changed my mind."
He brought the car to a halt, but the other men seized my bag. I struggled to retrieve it, managing to wrest it back, and then began running for my life as they pursued me with menacing knives.
Amid my frantic shouts, I made a beeline for a slightly crowded area. In my haste, I accidentally bumped into a guy who had been standing in a quieter corner.
"I'm terribly sorry, truly sorry," I quickly added.
He pulled me back....
