Y A S M I NThe flickering red light made a hiss out of my lips, I glanced at hmy wrist watch continuously. The time seems to be moving fast my sister must be worried and my phone is dead."Miss let me check what's the cause of the traffic jam" the taxi man said.Why does things have to turn against me. First the airport delay and now the traffic jam. I'm sure unlucky today. 30 mins passed by without any improvement. Nothing could be heard except the sound of horns and the voices of people cussing. The cars dosen't seems to be moving a bit. After some time the taxi man entered the car with an annoyed expression on his face before i bring myself to ask him he beat me to it."An accident occurred which causes the traffic jam, some car bumped into one of a very known man, so we have to wait till they've settled their issues." The man said in a low voice."You mean we are staying like this till the well-known man or whoever he is settle their issues?" I asked in a sarcastic tone, retying

Y A S M I N"Where do you think you're taking my son."I stopped walking hearing the voice. Turning my face towards the source of voice my eyes widen in surprise seeing the arrogant man I met yesterday "You!" I said pointing at him. He trekked towards me with a scowl on his face."Where do you think you're taking my son." He said again with fury in his eyes.This guy must be sick.A chuckle escapes my lips. "Who is your son? You don't look like someone who has a son." I ushered back."I see you must be one of those young girls who kidnap people's children for money tell me how much do you want?" His words hurt me.How dare him call me a kidnapper.In my whole life, I've never met someone so arrogant like him."Excuse me Mr man I'm not that kind of person and for your information, I saw this kid crying alone on the street and I asked him where are his mommy and daddy he didn't tell me anything so I decided to take him to my house maybe I can find a way to look for his parents." His ex

Y A S M I N This guy must be sick. Who does he think he is. I know the amount he offered is quietly enormous but Nanny! I can't be a nanny, I have so much planned out for myself Insha Allah."Yasmin!" Matilda called out."Huh""I was talking to you since what are you thinking about?" She asked."Nothing" I replied with a smile trying to shake off the unnecessary thought off my head."You know the investors are coming today we have to finish up everything, I don't want to get on Mr. Sa'ad bad side." She said the last sentence with a grin.Seriously this girl is crazy"Worry not your hot Mr. Sa'ad won't do anything because we're rounding up now." I mimic her voice. **"I want each and every one of you to try his/her best this is a big project we're going up against our big rival, I hope you will all work hard on this project. Within this week I want each group to prepare a proposal have a nice day." With that being said he walked out of the meeting hall majestically with Linda tailing

Y A S M I NFinding myself in front of Marwan building, I mentally scold myself for what I'm about to do. I inhale a sharp breath before pressing the doorbell. After standing for almost 30min, Marwan appeared with a scowl on his face.What's wrong with this man?"Hey?" I find myself saying and it came out as a question but got silence in return. He left the door for me and walked away leaving me uncomfortable.The silence of the room hung low which made me feel some uneasiness inside me. I need to get this over with and get myself out of this uncomfortable house."Can we get this done hastily, I have somewhere to be." I started. He placed a cup of coffee and lean himself on the Couch folding his hands across his chest. "As you can see this is a serious thing also regarding my son so there are some rules to abide by." My brows creased in confusion."What rules?"He excused himself disappearing to one of the doors which I assumed must be his study room within a minute he came back wit

Y A S M I NMarwan's words had been bugging me throughout, I know what he said shouldn't bother me but I still have it hard to let it out of my head."Umm... Matilda, can I ask you something?" I whirled my chair facing her. "Sure what is it?" She replied back with a hint of curiosity in her voice."How do I look?" Her brows squinted in confusion. "I mean do I look okay, you know my appearance," I added almost immediately."God Yasmin! I thought it's something serious. Why do you even have to ask? You're a beautiful woman, I like how you keep your natural face and how you cover your head as a Muslima. I don't know much about Islam but I like how they dress," folding her arms across her chest she whispered. "Did someone told you you're ugly? Tell me and I will break his/her legs." She pulled her hands in a fake fist."No one I'm just curious." For some reason, I didn't want to tell Matilda about it just in case."Now let's get back to work," I said changing the topic.**During luncht