PROLOGUE

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بسم اللہ الرحمن الرحیم...

"please give me divorce, please I have enough pain through this marriage please I beg you...give me divorce."I pleaded him whilst crying.

"what did you said?" He asked, holding both of my arms gently and pulling me closer to him.

"plea-please..give me divorce.." My voice came out as a thin whisper, being well aware of his vexation.

"HOW DARE YOU?!!" He shouted, now tightening his grip on my arms, I can feel the bruises that will appear soon.

"I WILL NEVER LEAVE YOU, DID YOU GET IT, HUH?!" He hollered.

He doesn't want to leave me not because he loves me but because he loves to torture me. Its not like he is a bad person, he is a good person until my sister farah ran away after her marriage. She doesn't want to marry a Mafia because she knows what kind of people mafias are but she did. But he loved her obsessively.

"please..." I said again.

"NO!DIDN'T YOU GET IT WHAT I AM SAYING,HUH?!" He almost barked at me.

"Wait wait, Did little shahnoor have someone else in her life, huh?" He said mockingly.

I looked up while shaking my head continuously. I did love someone once but when I got married to you I never ever thought about anyone else other than you. I always thought how to make you happy? How to please you? I always got ready for you but you never notice.

"no, pl-please dd-dont say such thing." I pleaded between my sobs.

"Than baccha (kiddo) always remember you are stuck with me and my miseries for forever. Did you get it?" he said to in a low warning tone.

"pl-plea-" I was about to say something but gasped instead as he crashed his lips on mine to seal the pleadings.

This is the first time he touched me like that after our marriage. But I won't raise any kind of hope because whatever goes in his mind only he knows yet how can I Ignore the feeling of heat within me, the way he was kissing me.

COMING SOON...

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