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It has been a few days since she lost the baby and she didn't know how to feel.
Was she secretly relieved that she won't be carrying the monster's child?
She was scared to give birth to a child in this hellhole because it would be traumatizing.
In Islam, parents should be first capable of offering children a safe home and be financially stable.
That wasn't the case for her.
Her child would have all the money in the world but the worst father and a very dark world.
She was traumatized by Dominic's behavior.
She was so tired of his abuse.
On the other hand, Dominic was pressured by his father to give him an heir.
It wasn't the same case for Haider because he backed away from the mafia business after his marriage.
So all the pressure was on only Don.
He wasn't very happy anymore about having a child with her.
She betrayed him in so many ways.
But he didn't know why he didn't kill her yet. Because normally he would.
She was messing with his mind.
He wasn't capable of resisting her anymore.
He got into her room and she was sitting on her bed with her knees to her head holding them in her hands while putting her forehead on her knees.
He enjoyed observing her.
He felt powerful whenever he saw her corner herself out of fear of him.
But on the other hand, he hated torturing her because deep down he knew that the little bruja has melted the ice covering his heart.
He hated the fact that he grew so obsessed with her that it is slowly turning into love.
An emotion he has never felt.
"Be ready at six my father wants to meet you in person." He changed his tone to scare her and use his dominance against her.
To overpower her.
She shot her head up looking at the monster observing her.
She never had met his father and she never heard a lot about him.
Why does he want to meet her now?
"W-why?" She asked but she got a glare from Dominic.
"Since when were you allowed to question me?" He clenched his jaw.
Oke chills out of control freak.
"Nothing." She answered coldly.
"Now get ready you have got an hour love."
Love?
She would be blushing right now if she didn't know the beast he was.
Now that he spoke about his father she couldn't help but miss her family so much.
She wanted to see them and let them know she was okay.
She put on her black Moroccan Qamis (traditional dress )
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