BOUND BY HONOR

BOUND BY HONOR

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"Are... are you here to insult me? Or hit me... like everyone else has?" she whispered, her voice trembling. Malik sat beside her, his gaze steady. "No," he said softly. "I'm here as your brother, not the man who's supposed to marry you." Ikram looked at him, stunned, her chest heaving. He waited quietly, giving her the space to speak. "... i don't know what to say because you won't believe, who would believe what comes from a girl without dignity?." she asked, her voice barely audible. "If I wouldn't believe you," Malik replied, "I won't be asking." She fell silent for a moment, fighting the lump in her throat. "tell me what happened" Then, through her tears, she spoke, her words spilling out in a rush. "I... I only did this because I don't want to marry you. I want to marry Salim. I wasn't in the room to... not to do anything with him. Nothing happened between us. I promise. Salim told me to come greet his mother, and I thought... maybe if I did, his parents would see me, ask for my hand, and stop my marriage with you. I... I don't want to marry you. That's why I did it. Nothing else and we got stuck in his room his parents were back i didn't know what to do, and.. and Salem he told everyone that i use to go to his room often...." Malik was silent, letting her words sink in. Then, softly, almost gently, he asked, "would you marry me now?" --- Bound by Honor Ikram's heart belongs to Salim, her devoted boyfriend, but when her family forces her into an arranged marriage with Malik, her world turns upside down. Malik marries her not for love, but out of duty - to protect her honor and the family's reputation. Caught in a web of societal expectations, scandal, and jealousy, Ikram must navigate a household that doubts her worth and a husband who keeps his distance. Yet, amidst whispers, insults, and the shadow of betrayal, a quiet bond begins to form between them - a bond that could grow into something deeper, stronger, and undeniable.
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