EMIR'S PENTHOUSE ⬆️

Emir's POV: -
                          It was around 8 pm when I reach my penthouse. The  party was going to be  held in one of our grand five star hotel at around 9 pm. I reached my room in my penthouse.  I always come here whenever I want to hide from the World and to get some peace of mind.

My every thought was roaming around that innocent and beautiful face and her brown eyes which were begging for protection and love .
When she was in my arms I was felling complete. It was like my past has came to haunt me again. Shaking my thoughts,  I take a quick shower as I don't have enough time and wear my black suit which is perfect to describe my dark  personality.

Spraying my favourite cologne I look at myself in mirror and a devilish smirk appear on my lips as I think about the title which is finally be given to me for which I have work so hard.

As in queue my phone rings and I saw my life my mom's call I immediately answer it “Hey mom !”

“ Aslamoaliakum to you too"

“Sorry Aslamoaliakum mom! Why did you call?”

“can't a mother call her only son. Well if you ask any  further questions  I have call you to ask where are you? Everyone is waiting for you”

“I am coming mom and you can call me whenever you want" I reply to her feeling happy that some one still care about me.

“we are waiting come fast" she hang-up the call and I quickly made my way to the exit of the building were my driver was ready waiting with my car .

He immediately open the back door of car when he notice me approaching.

After a drive of 20 min I reach the hotel and as soon as I walk out of the flashes of cameras blind me . I pose in front of media and they immediately start throwing there ridicules questions.

“Mr Emir Çağlar how are you feeling? Are you excited as finally you are taking over your father?”

“Is it true that you and miss Yasmeen are engaged and are going to marry soon?”

WHAT! What the Hell? Yasmeen and me .This is ridiculous . They know I don't do relationships only one nights and if I want to settle down in my life I will never marry Yasmeen , she a selfish bitch who only know how to use people for her benefit .

“Well for your first question I’m  very much content to takeover the position and as for my marriage I would like to tell you all that there is no such  marriage neither with Yasmeen nor with anyone so stop spreading false news about my personal life".

With that I walk inside the grand hotel they were shouting for my name but I just simply ignore them.

As soon as I reach the grand hall everyone clap for me and start congratulating me. I make my way to were my parents were standing and immediately hug mom she give me lots of Prayers  and like typical desi mother she blew prayer on me . Then I hug my sister , “I'm happy for you bro”. I broke the hug and smile at her.

There was loud knock on speakers. Turning around I found my father on stage with mick .

“Ladies and Gentlemen may I have your attention please. Thank you all for joining this big event.”

“As you all know the reason behind this huge gathering. Yes today I am going to finally give the responsibility to my son and for that I would like to call my one and only pride my son Mr Emir  on stage".

I walk towards the stage and give dad a hug  “ CONGRATULATIONS  Son and All the best and make me proud.” He whisper in my ear

“Thanks dad and I will make proud don't worry" I broke the hug turn towards the audience and a particular face caught my attention . Yasmeen , there was silly smirk on her face and she was giving me a slutty look like she own me . I just glare at her and avert my eyes from her.

After some brief words I walk out of the stage but my dads next words froze me as well as my World.

“Emir is getting married next weak”.

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