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Chapter one Third-person pov : AT PAKISTAN; The sound of the vehicle could be heard from a mile, and in a few seconds a car parked in Swirling, curling lines draw a welcoming driveway, a rounded reflection pool, and its stunning setting. A vast, slick, and all-around magnificent villa is standing out of private residential architecture at its finest. A lengthy planter fused along the whole length of its upper floor. Exterior lights beam to highlight the split between floors and canopies. The car door opened and a man in his early thirties stepped out, fully dressed in his army suit. Three crowns were laid on his shoulders. He straighten his jacket as the cold wind passed through him causing some of his hair to fall over his forehead, he pushed his fingers through his dark hair as his one hand was in a pocket resting there lazily. He stand there and looked around his surroundings letting his fierce stare fall over every little thing. He was one of those who looked his ...