THE DISMANTLE OF HIS KINGDOM. (A Historical Fictional Love Story)

ARABICLOVESTORY | SPIRITUAL | ROMANCE | HISTORICAL FICTIONAL

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The knife-edged on his throat enkindled irascible fire within his heart. This great audacity for menacing with the sharp blade on his neck, he was despondent, his expectancy had estimated more resentment than this. His skin should have already been slated by now. Why wasn't she killing him with the opportunity. The sharp blade used to threaten was not expectably naive, but still...of all, her.

His skin accumulated her unwavering hold on the knife. Women could kill expectations. With a swift pull he twirled her feather-like figure. His dagger now was on her throat, and her back leaned on himself. "Never repeat such fallacy over. Kareemah, had you not heard what Romaan is capable of for if anyone threatens him?"

"A leach creature is Romaan", she muttered, gritting on her anger. Her body struggled gripped in hate, while his other arm chained around her waist.

The Knower of all, only knew how that had caused his heart to clench at the unstinting insult. He was pure. She was illiterate referring to his life, his dignity, how did she had the temerity to judge so unthinkably.

"Halt. The chamber is yours, I have arranged my rest elsewhere.."

'Indeed, it is. You must have arranged a night with a seductress....', Leila remarked to herself.

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An Arabic Love Story by @Niqabi_secrets

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Modern or bedouin,
Islamic rules don't change
for any kind of Muslim story or Muslim author.

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started : FEB 2019
status : .....