Hurriedly coming out of the car, Zayan rushed inside the mansion and found his family and Malika there. He loosened his tie and threw his coat aside. His eyes burned with intensity as he called the guards. The guards, sensing his mood, came quickly and bowed to him.
"Who was there when she ran?" Zayan's voice was icy, each word laced with barely controlled fury.
Write a comment ...
ππ©π¦π³π¦'π΄ π―π° ππͺπ―π¦ π£π¦π΅πΈπ¦π¦π― ππ°π·π¦ π’π―π₯ π±π°π΄π΄π¦π΄π΄πͺπ°π― πͺπ― π©πͺπ΄ πΈπ°π³ππ₯. ππͺπ΅π© π©π¦π³, ππ£π΄π¦π΄π΄πͺπ°π― πΈπ’π΄ π©π°ππΊ.π€
ππ¨π²ππ₯ ππ‘π’π¬π©ππ«- πππ₯π ππ π π¨π«ππ’ππππ§ πππ¬ππ¬π¬π’π¨π§
Write a comment ...