Chapter 3

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I was waiting for my wedding to take place.

The wedding was very and I can't forget the face of my father when I agreed and the guilt in his eyes.

Just days after the proposal we went to the court for a simple marriage non of his attended the wedding.I still can't believe that this heartless man is my husband.

After the marriage he didn't even let go home and pack my things,his black limousine was outside the court. It was time to leave I said goodbye to my family and we went straight to the airport. I was when we went to different place that was because we were flying on his private jet.Masha Allah this guy has his own private jet he really is rich. I thought to myself.How can I even say that of course he is JALALUDEEN AKBAR,the famous,richest,heartless man in the world.

During the trip I kept quiet thinking of what to do. I felt asleep thinking. We arrived at his kingdom he was the prince of the kingdom. As soon as we arrived at the airport they were paparazzi taking pictures of us and asking questions,as his guards protect us from them. He looked at me when we entered his car"Sorry about that"
The ride home was very quite and comfortable he tried making conversions but I turned him down.

We arrived at his mansion it was big and beyond words. He took me to my room it was all white. I took my bath and entered the closet,the closet was the biggest and the beautifulest.I entered and selected and came out and prayed. I went inside my closet and put on a short lace gown. It's not like someone will enter my room. I said my suplications and slept.

I woke up in the morning with a messed hair and bad breathe. "Morning Habibti"I jumped of the bed when a hand caught mine it was Jalal hand,"don't you ever sneak up on me again"I shouted "ok sorry Habibti and would you care to cover up before I lose control" he said with a smirk on his face. That was when I realized what I was wearing barely cover anything,I started running when I trip before I fell a hand grip my waist.

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That is a picture of jalal
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