Infatuation or poison

Infatuation or poison

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Finally I muster the strength to shout " stop it , stop it , just stop... I can't do it anymore." " don't start this victim act again Inaya" Adnan mutters with irritation "How dare you " i laugh solemnly as the anger slowly starts to build.How dare he call me that name like , like I was still his. " I give up on you , My husband is gone and today is the last you'll ever see me grieve ,send the divorce papers to yaya's house " I say as I with new found determination , staring right into the eyes that captured my soul for the last time . What happens when love is neither poison nor an antidote, Amira is a young adult who has to navigate life like everyone does right ? Of course not she has her plans and Allah too has his so ... who's ready to fall in love?
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"Lea... leave me" I stuttered taking a step back. "How can I leave you?" he said coming closer to me. "You li..lied to me," I said continued taking a step back. Fearing this man who was standing in front of me. "Amna.. love, don't do this... Come here" he said softly. But I shook my head. "You are a monster" I whisper and hit my back with the wall. He stood in front of me. "I'm your husband," he said as matter of fact. "Your not the one whom I loved and married," I said and put my hands on his chest to make some distance. "We should talk about this in the morning.." He paused and wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him. "Now shall we continue what we started before I had to leave," he said with a smirk. Coming closer to my face. "Don't touch me" I hissed and he held me tightly. "Today our wedding night love, and you have no idea how much I longed for this day.. so no one can stop me now," he said and crashed his lips on me. I can't believe I love this man. No! I didn't love this man. I love my Armaan. Who was a kind and loving caring person. But this man was a cruel heartless man. And I hate him. He moved back and look at me angrily. "My love.. you have to respond," he said angrily. Unzipping my dress. *********** Amna Kareem a beautiful bubbly confident 21 years old girl. Her parents and her brothers love her way too much. She is the princess of their house. Doll made with glasses. She hated violence. Armaan Akbar. A 26 years criminal secret mafia boss. Everyone knows and fears him to the core by his name but no one sees his face as the mafia. He lives away from his family but he loved them he has an elder brother Sameer whom he loves and respects way too much. Amna and Armaan did love marriage. Before marriage, Armaan disguised himself as a kind and loving person in front of Amna. Now Armaan will do anything to keep Amna with him cause he loves her. Now let's see what will he do for his selfish love. And... His selfish revenge.

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