Amrah
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What happens when all amrah wants is a happy home while Ayyan wants the opposite
"You slapped me "I asked shock evident in my voice
Before I could say anything again he slapped me again and again and again three times plus the first one four
"THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR TALKING BACK AT ME I DONT SEE YOU AS A
WIFE NOTHING BUT A HEDIOUS BLACK SLAVE DISGUISED AS MY WIFE YOU PATHETIC SOUL"with that he flinged his so called rule book and an iPad he was holding and stormed out
My face was already dreanched in tears I cried my heart out
I taught first nights were romantic even for arranged couples they get to know each other and start with being friends
Well.... Mine is on another level we are starting with a slave disguised as a wife
Four slaps on my wedding night what a good start
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LET ME HATE YOU
A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.
WARNING: THIS BOOK NEEDS MAJOR EDITING (Book I in broken series) "What are you doing on my bed? Get down right now." He growled. i got startled and tears started flowing uncontrollably. "I...I'm so.. sorry... Khala she.. she said i-i could sit on the bed. " I stuttered. "Look here you wench. Don't blame my mother for this. Now get up from my bed and stay away from my room." He yelled. "But- But I'm your wife." I said meekly. "YOU ARE NOT MY WIFE AND YOU'LL NEVER BE MY WIFE." He growled. This is my wedding night..... ** This is the story of Iman Abassi a beautiful girl who lost her parents at the age of 4, now living with her uncle, who is only interested in the wealth his late brother left for Iman. Life of Iman wasn't easy. She gets beaten up on a daily basis. Her aunty only favors her own children and they all treat Iman terribly. Iman suffered for 14years until a day of salvation came for her or so she thought. I'm not good at descriptions but i promise you won't regret reading this. This is a Muslim story but non Muslims can read it too. Started: September 15, 2021 Ended: January 29, 2023 Ranked #41 in Islam out of #9.12k stories Ranked 7# in spiritual
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