Love Happens (The Sequal Of Beaten, Bruised And Loved)

chapter one

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Layla's P.O.V

As we arrived at the airport in Paris, I felt butterflies in my tummy. Hamza and I held hands as we collected our luggage. As we rode in the car together, I admired the gorgous and mesmerizing sights on our way to the hotel however that's what I assumed.

The effle tower was truly the most beautiful and elegant part of the whole city of lights however my day dreaming came to a stand still when we came to a house and stopped, in a surprised tone I asked Hamza "why are you stopping at this house?" Hamza replied hesitantly "uh babe this is our new house, what do you think about it?"

I felt as though I swallowed my ability to speak, I couldn't deduce what was happening around me.
"But darling I thought we were going to a hotel. We are going to live in Paris?" I asked squeamishly.
"My business is here sweety I have to stay here to run it and Paris is a beautiful place to settle down so I assumed you wouldn't mind?" Hamza replied with a smirk on his face.

As time went on I found myself questioning if getting married was a mistake.
Hamza shows no interest in my opinion in this marriage but maybe the special dinner I have planned will change it all around.

After Hamza left for work, I cleaned up the house which took all day long.

After all the cleaning was done I went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. I'll make Hamza's favourite dish. Tandoori chicken with roasted pumpkin and sweet potatoes gross but not everyone likes the same things I made salad and chocolate oero ice cream for dessert. (A.N... ITS REALLY IS DELIOUS AND SUPER EASY TO MAKE IF ANYONE WANTS THE RECIPE JUST PRIVATE MESSAGE ME FOR IT BUT I'LL ALSO POST IT IN ONE OF THE CHAPTERS.)
Dinner is ready I set the table with all the food and lit some scented candles with rose Patel's just to look super romantic and headed off to change into a beautiful red and silver dress. I put a little bit of make up on and did my hair up nicely because it's just Hamza and I who are at home so no need for a hijab.

11:30 pm at night...

Hamza comes through the front door as I sat at the dinner table.
"Salaams jaan." Said Hamza as he entered the kitchen in a suprise tone to find me still awake. "Wasalaams Hamza, why are you late? I thought we had dinner plans?" I asked a little annoyed.
Hamza looked at me with a frown and replied. " I had to work late at the office sorry." Hamza said as he walked away. I stood up and followed him to the bedroom. "Hamza!!!" I yelled at him to get his attention, my face turned red with a burst of anger. "I demand that you start treating me with the respect that a wife deserves!!"
Hamza turned around and scram "I DONT HAVE TO DO ANYTHING I DONT WANT TO, I AM THE MAN HERE!"
As I walked away I whispered to myself "maybe this was a mistake."

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As I woke up the next morning, I received a phone call for a job offer pertaining to a P.A position, with excitement in my voice I told Hamza about it ASAP when he came home from work. "Salaams hamza, how was work?" I asked with a smile passing him a glass of water, "shukr." Was his reply.
"I have some great news, I got offered a P.A job today!!"
I said with excitment.
Hamza looked at me with a disappointed look and spoke, "I don't want you to work layla, it's inappropriate and I demand as your husband to decline this offer immediately!!" Hamza demanded in an angry tone.

NEXT MORNING.

I woke up and Hamza had already left for work so I did my normal daily routine.
I looked for my phone to decline the job offer. I dialed the number and it rang.