LOGINAll my life I was careful and took good care of myself so that I wouldn't be in this position but were did I go wrong? I opened my eyes and looked at him straight in the eye. he took off the gag. When that was done, I screamed at the top of my lungs. He immediately slapped me and shut my mouth wit
Oh God! I didn't I realise it sooner? Why didn't I realize his intentions? "You should've been a good girl and accepted my proposal when I was being nice. Now I'm pissed." I heard him muttered. My mind was in a panic when I saw him fumble with my coat as he removed it from my shoulders. My eyes wi
"Wake up the fucker!" He snarled and a man came and splashed a bucket of water on the man's face. Anissa flinched. The man groaned raised his face. A gasp resonated in the entire room. Anissa's face paled: all the blood drained from it making her skin appear white and lifeless. Her heart stopped,
Explicit scenes of violence, mature language, rape and abuse is written in the chapter so be advise that you must be 18+ to read the content. "Where are we going?" She inquired when they left the estate. Shehryaar chose to ignore her. With a huff, Anissa pouted. The nerve of this man. He's the one
"What's wrong." She inquired softly. He strode towards her, closing the distance. His eyes were firmly set on her. Anissa felt uncomfortable under his intense gaze and lowered her eyes. Her cheeks brightened as she remember the kiss from earlier that day and their argument that brought back her agi
When she saw his name, she felt the same pain and anger that she previously felt. But she pushed it at the bad of her head. She was in Karachi for crying out loud. She wasn't about to let anything ruin her good mood. Rubbing some ointment on the scars and dressing the bullet wound, she decided to l
Good man? She resisted the urge to scoff at that. If only you knew what kind of a man he truly is ammi, then you would’ve thought differently. She wanted to share her thoughts with her mother but Shehryaar’s threat filled glare emerged in her mind and she kept her mouth shut. “If you get married in
When the stylist brought a nose ring, Anissa flinched. Her nose bore no piercing for the nose pin but she felt sad—a nose ring was worn by virgin brides and she felt she didn’t deserve to wear one since she wasn’t a virgin. She was glad that her nose didn’t have a piercing but the stylist still put
it was dark in his office—and that was what he liked—the darkness. It became of him. He found it soothing. It held nothing. Just silence. Closing his eyes, he leaned back into his leather recliner. Immediately, the face of his beloved flashed behind his closed lids and a smile formed on his lips
Where was her life leading her? She was a fighter—she fought everything to protect herself and her family but never had she felt this powerless and hopeless before. She had no choice but to comply. She wasn’t rich and didn’t have enough money to flee the country or even the city. “I think that he’s







