my endless love
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this might come across as another attempt for romanticize abuse but have faith and read till the end
Amal's pov:
"please leave me" i pleaded to him but he just tightened his grip on my hand.
"why?" he asked clenching his jaw staring at me and that was enough for me to get scared ,
he came closer to me and holding both my hands he pushed me towards him
"i am asking you something, why should i not touch you?"
i looked down trying to blink away my tears scared of the fact that if he sees me crying,
i dont know what will he do.
"just please i cant do this" I tried to explain my voice broken and shaky
"I.Am.Asking" he paused and digged his finger deeper in my arms,
"WHY!!!!??" he yelled
i flinched and started shaking furiously
"because its haram" i said and started sobbing he left my both hands and held my face in his hand squeezing my cheeks painfully, while I trembled in his arms,
"are you really that Muslim who cares about haram and halal?"
i felt like he slapped me,
i looked at him shocked tears pooling out of my eyes,
he took a deep breath trying to calm himself
"i own you amal sweetheart but since you keep saying its haram, i am going to marry you and then i will see what excuse you have,
now take rest darling you are going to be my bride today" with that he threw me on the bed and left and i just sobbed over my condition and started praying to allah to save me.
Hi! i am neelam,
This book is my first book and here's a sneak peak of the story if people want to read it I'll continue
its just a peek if this gets some views I'll start writing amd uploading more and proper chapters
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