Beyond The Surface (An Arewa Muslim Tale)

Beyond The Surface (An Arewa Muslim Tale)

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Naima's world seems simple-until choices she never expected begin to challenge everything she thought she knew. What does a good man actually look like? Not on paper - in real life. Some men wear their virtue like a costume. She thought she knew what a good man looked like - the right words, the right prayers, the right reputation. He was everything she was told to look for. He was also everything she should have run from. Caught between a man the world calls ideal and one it calls dangerous, she will have to learn something no one prepared her for - Beyond the Surface is for every woman who has ever been told who to choose without being taught how to see. Look closer. Before you choose. *join me on this beautiful & captivating story with Naima💕
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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