The next day, Hoorain went to her class and saw Azed smirking at her which brought a scowl to her lips as she was about to walk away but he called her, “Hoorain.”

“What?” She asked rudely.

“Be nice to me, we are going to work together.” His smirk grew wider, hitting her nerves.

“What?” She asked, narrowing her eyes in confusion but the mischief flickering on his face told he was not fooling around.

“Yeah, we were offered a placement. I agreed, I don’t know about you.” He shrugged, turning to her, he resting his hand on the table, leaning closer to her face,

“Will your groom-to-be allow it?”...