In a palace ruled by tradition, silence is obedience-and wives do not speak. At just 20 years old, Mazeedah Dan Musa, one of a set of triplets, is married to Sameer-the king of tomorrow. Not out of love, but through pressure from her late father's brother. She accepts the marriage and tells her mother and siblings she was not forced-that she chose it willingly. But in her heart, she knows the truth: she agreed so none of her siblings would have to take her place. When Mazeedah becomes the wife of the king of tomorrow, she is expected to bow, accept, and remain silent. To blend into walls of gold, power, and unchallenged tradition. But Mazeedah is not built for silence. She will not kneel. She will not beg. And she will not accept mistreatment. In a palace where no woman has ever said no- Mazeedah does. And she stands her ground. On the Other Side of the Throne Muhammad Sameer saraki, 33 years old, is a successful businessman and the king of tomorrow. A twin who lost his other half on the very day of their naming. He also lost his mother-and a younger brother who vanished without a trace. Loss shaped him early, leaving him and his younger sister Ameera to grow up without their twins. They are raised under the care of Fulani Maryam, their stepmother- a woman who treats them like her own... yet whose smiles hide stories untold. Sameer and his younger sister Ameera grew up believing their mother abandoned them-that she ran away, that she did not love them. That wound shaped their hearts, turning grief into resentment and silence into armor.

Aisha believed moving to Canada would give her the marriage she prayed for. Instead, it became the place where everything fell apart. When her relationship collapses under betrayal and secrets she never saw coming, Aisha walks away thinking freedom is finally hers. She's wrong. Her past refuses to let her go-and one decision made behind her back drags her into a world far darker than she imagined. Her survival comes down to one man. Sameer Asad is everything people fear and whisper about-powerful, ruthless, untouchable. A man who doesn't interfere unless it benefits him. Until her. One look at Aisha unsettles him in ways he doesn't understand. She belongs to another man... or so he believes. When he learns the truth, restraint becomes impossible. He wants her. But wanting her means becoming her shield-and her greatest danger. In the cold depths of a Canadian winter, Aisha must decide: run from the darkness she escaped... or step into the arms of the man who could either save her-or destroy her. Because with Sameer Asad, protection has a cost... and love is never safe.

She challenged his pride. He tested her patience. What started as rivalry turned into obsession the kind that burns, scars, and still calls your name in the dark. Arwa and Imran weren't just in love.they were at war.

Anwar was already moving toward her. "Anwar... don't," she whispered. His hand reached for her veil. She screamed, the sound tearing from her throat as panic took over. "Keep quiet!" he shouted, his voice thunderous, shaking the room. She fought back, pushing at his chest, struggling with everything she had. Fear made her hands shake, but she didn't stop resisting. Her breaths came fast and broken as she tried to escape his grip. his father's call came through and puts it on speaker. "What is happening there?" his father demanded. "Who is screaming like that?" Anwar didn't hesitate. "It's my wife-to-be." Nayara opened her mouth to speak, to scream for help-but Anwar's voice cut her off. "Stay quiet," he warned sharply. On the line, his father's voice exploded, ordering him to stop whatever he was doing. Anwar ignored him. Instead, he picked up his phone again and dialed another number. It rang twice. "Nayara?" her father's tense voice came through. "Where are you? Why aren't you home?" She tried to answer. "She's with me," Anwar said instead. There was a pause. "Who are you?" her father asked. "Her husband-to-be." "What nonsense is this?" her father snapped. Anwar's voice turned cold. "I don't have time. My father is on the line. I want to marry Nayara immediately." Both men started shouting at once through the speaker. Anwar leaned closer to Nayara, lowering his voice so only she could hear. "Tell him." She shook her head, tears filling her eyes. He raised his voice again. "I want her as my wife. Decide now." His father roared through the phone, furious, ordering him to step back. Anwar didn't move. "I'd rather touch her as my wife," he said calmly into the phone, "than do something I won't take responsibility for. If you refuse this marriage, don't expect me to change my mind." Nayara let out a broken scream. Her father's voice cracked as he demanded, "What do you want?" Anwar answered without hesitation. "Marry her to me. Now."

A single sinful mistake has Aisha's life zapped before her eyes despite having a contrite heart of her past, What she has always wanted comes to her when she least expected, but doesn't matter how contrite her heart is covering lies with lies wasn't the best idea but in a world with thousands possibilities she was hopeful that her past remains in the past building a new life sound like a nice idea but what happens when the person she wants has his heart else where torn between pleasing the girl he love and the girl he now finds infatuated with Abdul has no idea what his fate will be.....dive into this mesmerizing book with a love triangle and twist you've never read before.📖

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