Layla Alexandra Daniel - Orphaned at a young age , raised by her parents friends , a simple optimistic young Christian girl , who came to Istanbul to chase her dreams and become successful.
Eeman Muhammad Arslan - Heir to one of the biggest publica...
Eeman's P.O.V I was startled to say the least when I heard my angels name. Layla Daniel. The girl who had captured my eyes turned out to be a non Muslim. Don't get me wrong, I have no hate against people based on their religion. In fact I myself coming from such a high profile religious family won't consider myself to be extremely religious. I would say I fall somewhere along medium. But I know having an attraction towards someone who is not one of us isn't going to do any good in the future . The chaos which comes with it might do more damage than good. It's better that I erase her from my memory .
3 months later : The past three months have been pure torture . No matter how hard I try to keep myself busy with work this certain " million dollar smile girl" keeps capturing my thoughts, my mind even my dreams. She is everywhere. I don't know what magic she casted on me but I am unable to forget her . I know it might look weird I am acting this way as I don't know anything about her other than her name yet the effect she has on me is powerful. Over the last few months I have been so tempted to visit the university again with any form of excuse just to see her. Keeping my temptation in control was hard for me but I kept reminding myself how the consequences of seeing her won't do any good . I might not be an adherent religious follower but I have high respect and regard for my grandpa who is one of the most respect Islamic scholars in the world and I wouldn't want to do anything that brings shame and harm to his reputation.
Like every other day today is a hella busy day at office . I had drowned myself in work when I heard the door to my cabin opening .
"Hey bro, what's up ? Don't give me that confused look it's lunch time and I am here to get myself treated lunch from you" smirked my best buddy Dawood as he made himself comfortable in the couch .
" It's lunch time already? Damn, time does really fly fast. I am not even halfway through reading this file . I am sorry lad , I can't treat you lunch today . Too bad ". I told Dawood.
" Yo bro who told you I am taking no for an answer. Too bad for you I am not taking no as an answer. There is this knew place which just opened a few weeks ago and I just happen to hear lit stories about this restaurant. We are going there for lunch today and you are treating me" said Dawood as he dragged me from my cabin to lift .
I must say this new restaurant Dawood has brought me to is pretty nice. The ambiance is amazing the servers have good mannerism. I was having small talks with Dawood when someone caught my eye or should I say when my angel Layla caught my eye . There she was wearing a server uniform taking orders from a bunch of men situated in the table a bit ahead of us. She was wearing a tight top with a miniskirt that barely covered her ass properly . The men at the table were staring at her hungrily as if she was the food they want to be served for them . It took me a few seconds to realise almost all the male eyes in the restaurant were staring at Layla . My Layla. The pit of anger building in my stomach took over me and I got up from my chair and rushed over to the table at which Layla was . As soon as my foot got there I put my coat around Layla, took her hand in my hand and dragged her to the outside of the restaurant.
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" Why are you wearing such short clothes . All the men in the restaurant were staring at you with filthy eyes. Who gave you this improper set of clothes" I asked her in a loud angry tone.
" I am sorry but who are you ? What gives you the right to shout at me like you own me ? And what makes you think you are entitled to ask me any sort of questions" Layla shot back at me .
Of all the things she had said, the fact that she does not remember me got to me and I did the only sane thing my mind was telling me to do.
