Safira:
I stepped out of the mansion with a box of fresh baked cookies. Airah is going to devour them. I took a step forward when I felt a hand pulling me and slamming its palm on my hand.
I opened my eyes to look at a man, I don't even know him, how did he even enter the gates, I tried to wriggle out of his grip but he held both my arms with a grip so tight, I'm sure it would leave marks.
Abbey gadhe chod mere haath, mere shohar ne jaan le leni hai teri.
He looks like one of Ahad's men by his clothes. He cast me a sinister smirk before he leaned forward towards my face. I moved my face back in disgust.
"I can have my good time with you now since your husband is away, I've been imagining about you ever since I looked at you" He held my arms one hand, while his other hand came up to touch my face.
Eww.
He was so in his world that he didn't realise that my legs were free and I have stilettos longer than the length of his dic-chii I don't wanna say it.
I kneed him and he immediately left my hands and fell back with a groan.
I shoved him to the ground and drove my heel into his stomach, eliciting a groan of pain.
Without hesitation, I stomped my heel onto his eye causing him to clutch It in agony as blood streamed out.
I stepped back and looked around for my cookie box.
I crouched down on the ground to pick it up. I opened the box and saw 2 cookies broken.
"Ma'am, where were you?" Madeline, the bodyguard Ahad hired for me, asked.
"Oh I-"
I was cut off in the middle by that jaanwar who came towards me while he clutched his right eye.
"You bitch" he said, lunging towards me, but before he could even touch me, Madeline pushed me aside and punched his pathetic face.
Woohoo go Madeline!!
Soon enough all the bodyguards were here, one of them grabbed the guy with a bleeding eye and dragged him with him.
"Thank you so much, Madeline" I gave her a warm smile. She returned the smile and gave me a nod.
"It's my job, Ma'am"
I don't think I want to go outside anymore, I just lost my will to go out.
I sighed and looked at the cookies in my hand.
Koi nai mai hee kha leti hoon.
[Nevermind, I'll eat them myself]
Wait, I have to tell bhaiya about it, he's going to be so proud, yes!
I took out my phone from the pocket of my Abaya and dialled bhaiya's number.
He picked up the call after two rings.
"Assalamualaikum, bhaiya pata hai maine na aaj kisi ki aankh fodh di!"
[guess what? Today I broke someone's eye!]
"Waalaikum assalam and what do you mean kisiki aankh fodh di!? Khair mujhe tere se baat nahi karni, kitne din hogaye apne bhaiya ko baat kiye hue? Bhool gayi na tu mujhe apni shaadi ke baad, Jaa mai nahi baat kar raha"
[What do you mean you broke someone's eye!? Anyway, I don't want to talk to you. It's been so many days since you talked to your brother, hasn't it? You've forgotten me after your marriage, haven't you? Fine, I'm not talking to you.]
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•𝐒𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐚: 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 [𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 #1]
RomanceBOOK #1 OF "ENTANGLED CHRONICLES" SERIES Safira Ahad Rahal finds herself thrust into an unexpected marriage with Ahad Ahmad Rahal, a man whose heart she must unlock. As Safira navigates the complexities of their forced union, she discovers that Aha...