♥♥FLASHBACK INTO 14YEARS♥♥
♥♥AYMANS POV♥♥
Whatever I saw a week ago has been disturbing me terribly to the extent that I feel like I'm going mad, just by mere looking at my mom. I feel disgusted , I feel a sudden hatred for her that I feel like choking her at times, my mum will act all lovey dovey to my dad while at night she's of with her bodyguard who sleeps with her.
Right now I was seated in the big event hall in the palace where my little brother , isas birthday was taken place.
My mum was seated happily with my dad holding hands as always while her bodyguard stood behind her. I hissed as my eyes came into contact with he's and he immediately looked not daring to face me.
The event was so disturbing that I got up and left feeling very uneasy . I walked to my Step moms, rahmat chamber where I spoke to her for a while before leaving for I and isas chamber where I found my mum seated as I walked in.
" Haven't I warned you not to associate with that woman " she said referring to mom rahmat. Unable to listen to her out of clear Annoyance I walked away.
"Ayman I'm talking to you" she held my hand Angrily.
"She's better than you, At least she doesn't go Around sleeping with her guard "I said in anger as I yanked my hand away from her grip angrily.
"What are you saying? " she asked.
"You heard me right " I said. I couldn't believe I was speaking to the woman whom I loved so much in this manner.
"Who told you that, rahmat right ? I'll make sure she pays today" my mum said walking angrily out of my chamber as she made her way to rahmats where she immediately tried strangling rahmat.
My dad walked into the fight and saw what was happening and asked what had gone wrong and my mum gave him a false explanation .
On hearing how my dad was angry at Mom rahmat on hearing what lies my mum told him , I intervened and told my dad the truth .
My mum was asked to swear with the holy Quran but she refused which proved that she was lying thus my dad divorced her and sent her away, I didn't care for my mum was in the wrong. But what baffles Me the most are.....
Are all women whores ?
Are they decivers?
Are they to be trusted?.....
♥♥END OF FLASHBACK♥♥
♥♥JASMYNS POV♥♥
I woke up on my bed with a bandage wrapped on my Arm which was injured by Ayman. I looked outside and saw that it was dark so I decided to shut my eyes again but the fear of Ayman woke me up.
I was scared of the fact that he'll be able to kill me, I was scared of the fact that I was married to him. And that he hated me.
In other to feel much better I decided to call My Aunt who took care of me in the boarding school, she was even closer to me than my mother because she was always there for me when I needed her the most. I called her and she Answered on the second ring.
♥♥ Jasmyn : Asalamualaikum Aunt
♥♥ Aunt : walaikisalam, jasmyn
♥♥ jasmyn: Aunt ( I said sobbing lightly)
♥♥ Aunt : what's wrong?
♥♥jasmyn :Nothing, I miss you
♥♥Aunt : I miss you too dear
♥♥jasmyn: how's khalipha?
♥♥Aunt : he's fine, he misses you too
♥♥jasmyn :Aunt.... (I spoke but the phone was dragged from my ear by Ayman)
♥♥Ayman : never call this line again!
With that he shattered my phone into piece's.
"i Never want to see you talking to anybody on the phone or outside again _ you are my slave and nothing more"he grabbed me by my injured Arm "Now I have some rules you'll have to follow" he said...
"huhhhhh" I sobbed from the pain he inflicted on my arm.
"You are my slave and nothing more, I hate you, don't ever feel like my wife and I want no one knowing that we are married here in India or whereever we go" he yelled letting go of my Arm which was already bleeding .
"Don't you dare go against me because i'll ruin you.... Petit idiot! " he said before he dramatically walked out.
I felt my hand burn in pain as blood gushed out. The pain I felt was worse than that of my Hand, the pain in my heart , that unbearable pain, the pain of being hated.
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Hey mi boos......
