His hold on her arm was so tight that she thought his nails were digging in her soft flesh.
Amaan's jaw clenched, the muscles ticking in his mandible and as his hand left her tiny waist, he clenched her jaw roughly.
His nails were digging in her jaw, and she whimpered in pain but didn't utter a single word.
'' You have actually the nerve to wear something so revealing just to show to the people your flesh and to even think that by wearing this you can match to my status.
But'' he paused and looked at her tearful eyes which were shedding tears nonstop.
'' You don't know that whatever you do, you can't change your fate.
You are nothing but a vestige.
You don't deserve anything in this life not even this dress.
If you sell yourself which nobody will even care about, still you can't even buy a single piece of this dress.''
Meet Amaan Rahmani a business tycon and Arzoo Rahmani an innocent girl.
what happened when their future has been written in their childhood.