Page 48 of I Accidentally Married A Sheikh

All he wanted at this point was to lead a simple life, just hunting down killers that did not require him to play any role but himself.

Plain and simple.

That was all he wanted.

And just as he was about to walk out of the airport—-

It was then he saw her.

The embodiment of everything he wanted.

A girl who stood out precisely because she didnotstand out orcaredto do so in any way.

The other girls around her were clad in dresses so expensive they were obviously purchased either by their daddies or sugar daddies.

Fake it till you make it,he once heard their Crown Princess describe such an attitude with a roll of her eyes.

And Zahir completely agreed with such sentiments. For one like him who dealt with the realities of war on the daily, faking was the worst strategy there was. Most people assumed that faking was no different than bluffing, and it was this fatal mistake that often resulted in needless catastrophe.

A bluff was a calculated strategy with well-defined parameters and objectives. But tofakeit, however...

It was nothing but a pathetic and aimless lie.

Just like all the other girls around her were.

None of them had any substance.

None of them had any direction.

Except for her.

And that was why...

He found himself actually taking his phone out and playing a stalker for the first time in his life.

SNAP.

He forwarded it to Aggie and ordered a background check.

But he should have known the old man wouldn't be able to keep his mouth shut about it, and messages started flooding his inbox.

Nassif:I know you are old-fashioned about these things, but you should get her to sign a contract before asking her to be your mistress.

Rahim:Not everyone is like you, brother.

Haydar:I've asked Aggie to get a copy of her latest medical. You cannot be too sure these days.

Zahir had just put the whole group chat on mute when Aggie's email finally landed in his inbox.

Subject:Alysse Duvall, 20, Miami Florida.

Zahir came to a decision after reading Aggie's report, but because he would rather walk on hot coals than ask for dating advice from any of his friends—-

How to Approach a Girl

Google was his only trusted confidante, and it was while he was going through his options at the hotel's wine bar that a woman approached him.

Rebecca Boyle.

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