Fallen angel. Broken, bruised and loved {completed}

3. My engagemet with MR. Arrogant.

Sorry for the mistake in the chapter title but can't fix it from my phone. The field is a bit inaccessible for voiceover. Anyway, let's start.
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Fatima's POV
And so, my engagement was a fact too.
Anam was happy but only I knew what was awaiting me. We exchanged rings. My heart collapsed of pain.
When we were alone, he gave me his smirk.
"I will make your life a hell. I have decided so, just wait a bit until we get married and no one will stop me." He whispered in my ear. I got shocked and turned around, but he caught my wrist. Then he pulled me closer to him, until his breaths were fanning my face and said

"Don't run, sweetheart. I won't hurt you now. But also, don't worry as I am a muslim and I know what is right and what is not. I have never been with a girl, and will never be, except with you. But I loved once and I lost. Now, I want to control you, to have you, to scare you, to love you or rather say make it painful love for you. Do you get it?"
I looked shocked in his eyes. His hazel eyes, and my chocolate brown once were so much good for each other, that I was scared to meet his gaze. I had nothing to say. And how could I say something as he poured his lustful wishes on me? "No, better do not say anything Amna, it will only get worse than it is now." I said to myself and I did so, I shut my mouth and stayed quiet.
I just nodded my head and hi brought me closer to himself. Until I realize what happened he has already kissed me and let go of me.
"Hey, Fatima, Fatima." My sister said and I got startled. I immediately looked her way. She was talking to her future husband and mine too.
"Yeah, say." I said, my gaze med Waqas's for a moment, then I turned my eyes to Anam again.
"Tell Waqas what voice you have while reciting Quran. When you married you should pray together." Anam said padding me on my shoulder, then gave me a huge smile.
"Well, will you recite a bit for us?" Waqas said innocently, but I could sense the smirk behind the innosense."
"I will do it when um, we get married." I returned the answer and the smirk to him. If he is going to play a game, I will also play his game, at least we will be equal. I smiled to myself.
"Ok you guys, it's time to go to our families." I said breaking their great conversation. The three of them looked at me sadly that they have to separate and each of them go their way.
The wallima and Nikka were to be after two weeks. I prayed Isha and went to sleep after an hour of reciting Quran. I was having two more Suras of the Quran and I would be a Hafiza. A person who knows the whole Quran by heart, or simply memorized.