A Muslim's Life

Chapter 6

Summarized Previous Events

Amna accidentally spills coffee on herself and a fairly good looking waiter. Her scarf is slicked with coffee and her shirt is see through so he offers her his jacket to cover up. To her surprise, he continues flirting with her even though she's engaged. Walid had a body guard behind her from the beginning. The bodyguard reports the exchange between them to Walid. Who shows up not long after, looking dashing but extremely furious.

Chapter 6

Amna's POV

"Whose jacket is that?!"

I looked up at Walid in pure horror. "Uh.. T-this is- it's a g-gift?" My words came out sounding confused and guilty.

"For who, Amna? My patience with you is running thin, I'm giving you a chance to tell me the truth" His eyes were blazing, challenging me to try and lie to him.

"I-Its for you!" I tried smiling as I took the jacket off.

Suddenly their was tension in the air as he continued looking at me. It was than I remembered my shirt still hadn't dried and was very much see through still.

I snatched back the jacket and put it on, turning away from him. I froze up as his arms came around my waist. This was wrong, we weren't married. God would never forgive me. I struggled his hold and his grip soon became painful.

"I know whose jacket that was and I'll tell you this once. If you ever get that close in physical contact to another

man, I will make their life a living hell. You forget who your going against and I strongly suggest that you pull yourself out of this ignorance. Am I clear?" He spoke so calmly but his eyes were giving a dangerous warning.

"You know your extremely controlling?" I frankly said.

He ignored me as his phone rang. He threw a scarf at me and hurriedly got in his car. "Cover up, I have to go. Your bodyguard, Keigan's gonna drop you off at my house".

I didn't get to say one word of protest as he gave me a kiss on my cheek and drove away. As I placed my hand on where his lips had lightly touched, I couldn't help the light blush that rose through my cheeks.

"I'm so going to hell" I muttered.

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Preston's POV (Walid)

I was extremely angry as I saw Amna getting in the car heading to my home. I waved her bodyguard over to me.

"Dæmon, what was the guy's name?"

"I believe Darius, sir. He is a waiter at Starbucks"

A waiter at Starbucks? I chuckled, it was nice to know I had no competition. Not that any man had a chance either way, I had a signed contract that gave me full power over her.

"Make sure she safely makes it to my estate and is taken care of"

It seemed even her bodyguard was getting distracted. My hands were tightly clenched as I saw him staring at Amna. I reached up and pulled him down by his collar.

It surprised me he was trying to keep a tough face, but the fear in his eyes destroyed that attempt.

"I am no fool, Dæmon. Every contact that you have with Ms.Amna will be watched. Leave before I ruin you on the spot". I walked away from his pathetic form before my temper decided to let loose.

As I got in my car, my friend Nate laughed "I never knew you could be such a stalker, Preston".

I rolled my eyes "Watching for her safety is not stalking".

"You need to let loose, when's the last time you hit up a club?"

"Why would I do that? I have a fiancé, moron"

"Consider it your last week of freedom. Ever since you've met that girl, it's like you've joined a nunery"

I sighed "I guess..One day wouldn't hurt-"

He gently hit my shoulder "Thats the spirit"