HER WORTH ✓

35~Dead within

Habiba's POV:

Najib was an angry beast.

Exceeding the speed limit while he recklessly took over all the cars on the road, we almost crashed into a moving vehicle ahead of us. I was shocked, but Najib didn't care at all as he continued to drive like we had nine lives. He drove not caring if we crashed.

I was helplessly quiet; I couldn't move a muscle while I held onto the seatbelt tightly; I kept praying we wouldn't lose our lives to his careless driving.

His eyes were nailed on the road, his grip was on the steering controlling it without regard.

This side of Najib was beyond scary, as it felt like I was driving with a dreadful monster.

I kept crying, and with every close crash, I shut my eyes, wishing the car would stop, but it didn't; rather, it brought us to an isolated building.

Once he drove into the building, he roughly pulled me out of the car into an underground layer of the building.

"Najib where are we?" I mumbled, getting scared of the strange place; it looked so scary that I had goosebumps out of anxiety.

"Shut up!" He growled.

And I was forced to remain silent while he continued to lead us into the deserted building.

When we arrived, we only met three hefty men who seemed to be very familiar with Najib, and from the way they received him so warmly, it seemed Najib was their boss.

"Tell the others to vacate the building for tonight and inform the security not to let anyone in." He orders the hefty men who bowed in response before they exited the building.

While he pulled me along, taking different turns, it appeared he knew every nook and cranny of the building, and soon we got into a dark room that was very spacious, he pushed me to the floor, and I bruised my arm.

I winced, feeling my arm hurt and sour. 

He shut the door while switching on a dim light before pulling off his shirt, and then he began to slowly walk toward me; while I shifted back, I began to cry.

I struggled to get off the floor and run for my life but Najib didn't even allow me to try when he roughly picked me off the floor.

With a little gap left between us, he whispered.

"Strip it off!"

"What?" I mumbled not understanding what he meant.

"I said strip off the dress!" He yelled, his voice striking like thunder; it made me tremble.

My hands shivered while I took off the dress, he suddenly held on to the dress.

"You're as sluggish as your miserable life!" He sneered and ripped off the entire dress from my body leaving me exposed with only my undies on.

I felt violated, insulted, and disrespected by his actions, and while I stood almost naked, I felt every part of me cry: my soul, my body, and my heart all were in pain as I couldn't digest the fact that the man I decided to love was this him...

Again, I was admitting that I had fallen in love with him, and only the thought of it makes me hate myself; it makes me regret it as I realize I didn't possess the power to reverse time and take back my feelings for him.

I wanted to hate him now, but I couldn't despite everything he's done till now.

"Bring it in." He says, and the door opens. I watch four hefty men push a giant ice cube into the room; it is so massive that the huge men struggle to push it in themselves.