Some would have cried if they were in her shoes. Others would have been violent. But she chose to sit and watch.
Eric Wilson. Her.....fiancée. The man she had stood by. The man she had raised. She wouldn't say she was perfect for him. But for a woman of her status, she had done more than any woman could do for him...
Zahra Hanan Al- Farsi wasn't a woman any man could have. A beauty, a queen and an heiress in her own right. Their ancestors from Oman, had migrated to Iraq. There they built they oil empire....there they made their name.
Her Father, Karim Omar Al- Farsi ,had met a mother when he went a business trip to America. He fell inlive and soon they were married despite opposition from his family. They had held on and soon they had a her.
One happy family....but that didn't last long. A plane crash took them both from her and all that was left was 15 year old her having to grow up early and fight against the extended families, shrewd investors and competitors trying to pry the fortune from her hands.
She had worked very....hard. She had come very far. Strong, cold and hard - hearted.An impenetrable fortress for all men...except him.