Chapter 78 – Shots Fired

*** Asahd's POV: I was in a great mood for the rest of that day that had started off in the wrong manner. Djafar, my parents and some employees had asked me about my wrapped hand and blood stained knuckles and I had to come up with some believable story to tell them. They believed. I couldn't help it but be in a great mood. I'd never worried about anything and even more now that Saïda had confessed to me. What made me even more happy was what I'd heard her say to Noure, about me. It'd boosted my ago and confidence times 10, when that fool had succeeded in making me insecure. 'In your face, moron. I'd told you I would get her. And I did. It's not over yet. I will marry her.' I thought in amusement. There was no way I could've let Saïda go. I loved her way too much. If it'd been a case where she didn't love me back or so, I don't know in what state I would be. I would probably lose my cool or so, in the worst way ever. My love for her was actually some sort of sweet obsession. In su