It was in the middle of winter when everything became foggy and briskly. Okay, I just wanted to make the analogue in the beginning of the novel sound interesting.
This novel will not be about how women are oppressed in my country or any unfamiliar Pakistani cultural terms would dominate it. This is simply a basic story that starts with a girl named Natasha. See? I picked the name that's either western or eastern. Because I can go both ways. (Literally both ways with my sexual orientation)
Anyway, Natasha as you can picture, had dark brown eyes with 5'10 height. She had sharp cheekbones and was extremely broad. Her arms seemed like that of a man, with full sleeves tattoo.
Okay she does not look like Alex Vausse because Alex had Aqua-colored eyes. She wasn't attractive from sight but her beauty came out in a unique way. Probably, because of her height. Her age was almost 34.
All in all, her fate was to work in a Corporate named SanCorp as a Finance Manager. At this age? Yeah, I know. Shit happens. But anyway, who cares if she's richer than you or anyone out there twice her age? She just spent too much time studying Accounts and Business with the nerds at the Library. Don't ask me where she went, just don't. You'll be surprised. Okay she went to NYU and got her major in Business Finance.
The most enthralling part of her was that she actually didn't like men. Your next thought moves rapidly around a creature with a vagina of sort. Nope. Wrong guess. And neither was she asexual. What she loved was......... A Game of Thrones!
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