Description
He clung to her lifeless form lying on his lap. Hoping, praying that life would return to her beautiful green eyes, eyes that saw through every flaw and looked over every mistake today those same eyes had to witness their world torn apart. Even after death it still looked on as if having sympathy for his pained heart, as if there were a voice whispering somewhere deep under those pupils that everything would be alright , but sadly he knew that those eyes would never see the light of the sun again. The sound of a forgotten baby came from within a basket hidden under a mat somewhere . His Mother rather sacrificed herself than to let them touch him, but what use was that great sacrifice when lying in that basket he knew he would never know love. His father had suffered too much loss to care about losing him, and the world was too busy to have time to raise him. So this unfortunate baby had to be raised under the careless care of his father, who after all this time still remained unaware That he had a genius in his care, But that was fine for this fictitious world had other plans for baby Fudhail because soon he found himself in the richest country growing into a revolutionary billionare . A legend they called him, America's most loved Arab. But, Just when he thought all his sufferings had come to an end a boy enters his life awakening​ feelings he never thought he had, he meets a woman that takes over his logical mind, disrupting all the knowledge he stored and collected inside, and lastly enemies he never thought he had reveals a truth aimed at his destruction that will change his entire life .
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