UNEDITED
I will try to end this story in like 5 or 6 chapters .
And of course there is going to be a plottwist.
Hehe love you.
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"I hope your father isn't serious Dominic." She tried to talk about this in a low voice.
They were now home and it was already nighttime.
She put on her Moroccan pyjama dress.
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Her hair in a messy bun that he was very fond of .
"Yes Ilan he is serious." He answered in a calm tone.
She can't believe this.
"It's my body and I am to decide what to do with it Dominic Syed." She almost yelled getting angry.
He ignored her and sighed not answering her .
"I'm speaking to you answer me!" She yelled at him .
He ignored her and was getting out of the door .
He knew he may hurt her if she pushed him more and he didn't want to.
She grabbed his arm turning him around.
"Talk.To.Me." She glared at him.
"Don't step out of your line Sposa . You're right it's your body but don't forget that you are my property so I decide if I want a heir or not."
"I'm n-not a babymachine." She pleaded crying already.
"Listen I don't care all I care about is giving a heir to my father that's it." He got very annoyed at her.
"And stop fucking crying!" He yelled .
She tried to stop but nothing.
She was even scared to cry in front of him.
"Please stop this madness." She pleaded whispering still holding his sleeve.
He looked at her tiny hands holding on to his shirt .
He felt a tug in his heart seeing her hurt because of him.
"You should have thought about that before playing me Ilan."
He went for the club to drink his sorrows away and have some fun.
Last time he had fun was before meeting her.
He was frustrated and needed to let it all out.
Ilan couldn't take this .
Why me?
She did her ablution and started praying to Allah .
It was the only time she felt peace .
She let Allah guide her life .
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