Being orphaned in teenage, Noor is tied down in a sacred bond to her cousin Arman Mustafa Malik, a Mafia Leader. Arman finds his wife alluring but leaves his house just to keep his sanity intact, because at the end of the day she was still a little girl. Coming back after two years, he promises her hell, and returns back again to the states for his business. But this time when he comes back, he makes sure she knows her place, that is right under him, on his bed. --- Noor Haider Malik loathes Arman Mustafa Malik from the core of her heart for making her life a living hell, but on the other hand, Arman love's her in his own sadistic way. It was indeed only his love that was forever never ending.
Chapter 1 Prologue
This is the first time I am writing a story. I have always been a silent reader but many stories inspired me to write my own. I don't want any offensive comments.
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"tell them to delay the rukhsati", I said.
" And how do you think I can convince them?". He asked raising his one right eyebrow.
"Oh, as if we don't know how it takes seconds for you to change their minds or more precisely manipulate their minds"? I said smirking.
But that smirk didn't even last for seconds as he made his way towards me.
That was the moment when warning bells started ringing in the back of my head. Run. But it was too late, as he instantly grabbed my waist pulled me towards himself so we were chest to chest, I tried to push him but he was way stronger than me, and then his mouth came closer to my ear as his breath fanned my neck and I felt repellent. he spoke.
"Noor, don't put that attitude of yours in front of me if you don't want me bedding you before our rukhsati. So it'll be better if you don't provoke me".
He left me not before kissing me just behind the ear on my vein.
I walked back as far away as possible to maintain safe distance and turned around not before throwing a look of pure disgust at him and running out the door but before that I caught the glimse of him smirking.
Go to jahannam.