AURAN BAZAWARA Complete Hausa Novel Document by AURAN BAZAWARA

Nicon Hotel is a luxurious hotel located in Abuja. P King had just opened her car door and stepped out gracefully, adjusting her beautiful heels before fully emerging. She was dressed in a long brown hijab that reached the ground, along with a niqab covering her face. She began walking slowly, heading to the first floor, and stopped at room number 121. She knocked in a cold, detached manner, and a voice from inside answered, "Yes." She pushed the door open, entered, and closed it behind her.  

Inside, a young man stood up and locked eyes with her. She removed her niqab, letting it fall around her neck, revealing her face. His gaze intensified as he exhaled deeply, then placed his lips on her cheek and whispered, *"Masha Allah, my Feesah, there’s no woman as beautiful as you in this world."* She then removed her hijab, letting it slide off her body. His eyes trailed down to her full, round breasts, barely contained under her tight dress. He froze for a moment, mesmerized, as she undid the ribbon holding her hair, letting her long locks cascade over her shoulders.  

His eyes darkened with desire as he drank in her beauty. She turned slightly, allowing him a full view of her curves. His hands trembled as he reached for her, pulling her close. She pressed her body against his, grinding her breasts against his chest. He let out a deep groan, stepping back slightly before gripping her breasts firmly, kneading them as his breathing grew ragged. He fumbled with her bra, trying to remove it, while she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him hungrily.  

Her fingers tangled in his hair as she moaned softly, pressing herself harder against him. His hands roamed her body, pinching her nipples, making her gasp in pleasure. He tried to kiss her again, but she playfully avoided him, pushing him onto the bed. He quickly recovered, pulling her down with him and yanking off his boxers.