The story is set in late 90s Lahore.

That night had been a nightmare. An event full of horror. The rich CEO of Amritsari Groups had been harassed and assaulted while she was coming back home after her shift at the office..

Mr Suhan Amritsari abandoned his daughter the moment he found out. The Amritsaris were people of honour, not just wealth. And they did not want a daughter who’d been touched by an unknown man before marriage.

She did not have anyone to go to.. well atleast not any family..

Shahrez Ziauddin was the son of the late Furqan Ziauddin. His father was a major figure in the corporate world but died before he was born. He was raised by his paternal grandfather, Iqbal Ziauddin, a man of principles who taught him how to live life properly. The way Ziauddin men lived.

Him and the Amritsari girl were classmates during university. But he rarely talked, that was his nature. Cool. Aloof. ….

A twist of the doorknob made you snap out of your trance. Shahrez walked in, talking to someone on the phone, a tray in his hands which he placed on the side table. He wore a dark grey sweater with black trousers.

You had told him everything.

“Eat up.” He spoke bluntly, sitting a distance apart on the sofa near the massive bed.