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Chapter 16: Clash of the titans?

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Chapter 16: Clash of the titans?

Zubaida’s POV

The air was thick was tension, I could feel the anger radiating off the four men in front of me and the fear of getting caught up in a blood battle had me wanting to go and crawl under my bed. My eyes flickered from Adnan to Rahim onto Adam and finally for a fleeting second on Rehan. Behind my two musketeers and Adam stood Lyba, her brow creased with confusion as she looked at the scene playing out in front of her. I could see the pain and fear in her eyes as clear as a cloudless blue sky. She was torn between her new loyalty and old- her loyalty to her brother Rehan, and her loyalty for Adnan and her other brother Adam. Rehan was outnumbered three to one but the fool wasn’t going to back down until he was forced to.

“I’m going to ask you once, and only once and I want an answer Rehan” Adnan hissed, his eyes narrowed, his stance hostile, his shoulders rigid and his fists clenched at his side. My breathing became shallow, out of fear of bloodshed and my secrets spilling out despite me trying to lock them away. “What are you doing outside my house, talking to my sister when she clearly said she wants nothing to do with you” he continued, his eyes were fixed on a smirking Rehan, gauging his reaction and attitude. I winced at the underlying threat to his words his deadly tone was something that made the dumbest man quake in his boots. But not Rehan it seemed he enjoyed seeing Adnan wound up and I wanted to do nothing more than wipe the smirk of his obnoxious face. Rahim and Adam also watched him like hawks, prepared to step in to handle things if they got out of hand.

What was happening, why now? Why wasn’t he leaving? It seemed as if he enjoyed it- he was a very sick man, and his lust for causing others pain made me empty stomach heave. How was it possible that a person can have so much evil inside him- he was given a life line after he raped me but now it seemed like he had come back to sign his own death warrant and he was being faced by three willing executioners.

“Oh you know, I thought I’d come to check up on you guys, there’s no place like home and no company like family and all that shizzle” he replied, his eyes danced with amusement and his lip was curled in a sneer. “Is there something wrong with that Adnan?” he taunted my brother, who looked just about ready to lunge at him. I closed my eyes and prayed for this to end without anyone being damaged or being carried away in a body bag. My sixth sense radar was on high alert- something bad was going to happen and I had a feeling it was going to change all of our lives.

“I also thought I’d come and meet my girlfriend, you see when I left we weren’t on good terms, I just wanted to come and tell her I loved her and missed her” he continued, his mouth spread into one of his sickening, lecherous smiles. I froze, the air felt as though it was knocked out of and I felt as if the ground was pulled out from underneath me. My heart thudded in my chest, fear and anxiety keeping me frozen as his words registered in my mind. He was going to tell them, he was going to ruin everything and he was going to be killed.

Once again my eyes welled up, treacherous eyes, internally I was continuing the mantra ‘don’t cry, don’t cry’ but it seemed my eyes had a direct connection to my heart. The traitors welled up and tears spilled down my eyes.  I began to remember the pain and the humiliation as his words took me back to the place I lost everything- where I lost my pride, my self-respect, my confidence, my innocence, my trust and my happiness.  His eyes shifted and locked on me, my eyes widened as he his huge grin got wider and I gasped at the animalistic lust set on his face.