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Shoaib's pov

I wake up at 5 because my flight to California is at 6.

Yes, I am leaving because I no longer have any reason to stay.

I take my revenge. She is sleeping, wearing my shirt. Oh, sorry, she is unconscious from a sedative, with her flower covered with my seeds.

I know she could become pregnant any time soon as  I don't use protection, but I don't think she will get pregnant from a single ejaculation, considering her age is probably between 27 and 30.

Damn, I don't even know her exact age.

It's okay; her age is none of my business. I take my revenge. I wish I could be here to see her brother's reaction, but somehow I’m not ready to see hatred in her eyes directed at me.

Call me a hypocrite, but I can’t bear to see hatred in her eyes. In the past 48 hours, I’ve only seen respect in her eyes for me. I am a hero in her eyes, but unfortunately, when she wakes up, reads the note, and learns my true intentions, she will hate me to the core because I know how religious she is.

Losing her virginity to a man without nikah is like burning her alive with an iron rod.

But I already did it. To be honest, I don’t feel the excitement and tingling in my stomach that people normally feel when losing their virginity.

Maybe it’s because I took her without nikah, which is why I didn’t feel any emotions or excitement. It was just pure lust and the fire of revenge consume me to rod her hard.

I really committed zina with her, and she gave in, thinking that the marriage show in the hotel was real. How naive she is.

I got ready and was about to leave when my feet halted on their own.

Why the hell do I want to see her one last time?

I walked towards the bed and sat beside her.

I still have 45 minutes before my flight.

My vacation isn’t over, but I want to leave because I can’t face her after what I did.

Hate in her eyes is the last thing I want to see.

I caress her cheeks. Why is she still unconscious?

Did I use too much sedative to make her sleep?

No, it’s just that I woke up early to catch my flight.

As I caress her cheeks, I remember that her vertical lips are still covered with my liquid and her blood, which isn’t good for her hygiene.

She’ll likely catch a skin infection, itching, or rashes.

I internally shout to stop my mind.

Why would I care if she catch infection and anything, sighing in defeat,

I walked to the bathroom and returned with warm water and a soft cloth.

Yes, a soft cloth because the rough surface of a towel could hurt her there.

I sit near her lower body.

Gently, I fold the duvet up to her belly button.

And Seeing the view after folding the duvet makes me feel both dark lust and proud at the same time.

The soreness and swelling of her vertical lips are proof of how manly and savagely I took her last night.

My unfertilized children look adorable on her most delicate part.

The combination of pink and white with blood is like a cherry on top.

I lean in and give her pubic area a tight smooch.