As I put my eyelashes above my eyelids slowly,
" Where am I ? " I asked myself while trying to get up when someone pushed my shoulder back on the bed and when I raised my eyes, I found Wilton standing in front of me.
I got agitated ! My life almost came to my throat.
" Don't be scared, Princess ! " This damn fucking word ! Don't you dare to call me that! You monster !
" Where am I ? Where are Renad and Hussain? Where have you brought me? " My heart is beating so hard that even my fingers are trembling.
" Do you still care about that evil mother and drug brother of yours? " Old Wilton asked.
Tears welled up in my eyes to find myself alone in a room with Wilton.
How can Renad and Hussein do this to me? Didn't both of them feel pity on me at all? Didn't any person sitting there feel pity on me and did this happen as per Jacob's wish? Where is Jacob? And how can he leave me like this? How can he hand me over to his grandfather?
" You need rest! " Said Wilton while standing in front of me facing me.
I didn't dare to raise my head.
I don't want to see this truth! This is all a lie! No ! This can't happen to me!
Fuck !
I immediately looked at Wilton and asked, " How dare you to change my clothes ! What did you do with me? How dare you even touch me? Aren't you ashamed, I am of your grandson's age! I screamed loudly and asked him again with pain in my eyes, What did you do with me
My voice was so loud that before Wilton could say anything, the door to the room opened and a nurse entered, " This is a hospital! You can't shout like this here and ( she turned her gaze towards Wilton ) Sir, I told you that you cannot meet the patient right now! she is not well "
Huhg ! My stuck breaths went down my throat! Huh Means I'm in the hospital !
The nurse again glared at him and signed, " Please, Sir ! "
" Take care of your Princess ! Get well soon, then together we will go home! " I would rather kill myself and wander as a soul in this hospital than to go home with this white beard monster in human skin.
The nurse started moving towards me when Wilton stopped going out and twerked, started moving towards me.
My heart felt heavier. Even my eyes turned frightful.
Did he hear what I said?
The nurse looked at my frightful eyes and twerked, " Sir, "
" I'm just leaving! " He signed but what am I supposed to do with my choked breath ? What is he going to do now ?
Will he tie my hands so that I do not run away from here?
As soon as he stood in front of me, I really got goosebumps and I grabbed the nurse's hand tightly.
So strong that it was visible on the nurse's facial expression that she was in pain but even then she didn't say anything but she stood silent then Wilton put my mom's necklace on my lap, seeing which tears welled up in my eyes.
Leaving the nurse's hand, I took this necklace in my hand and started caressing it,
"Renad and Hussein will not be able to harm you! " Said Wilton.
Even though Wilton wanted to marry me by deceit, I will never forget this favor of his.
He left from here, the same nurse dressed me and told me that I am here for the last 48 hours, which was very shocking to hear, " what ? "
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I'm tired of running!
I can't stand this thirst anymore but I only have a few Syrian pounds which I can't spend on water.
I took a deep breath when the nurse's words echoed in my mind, " That's a few Syrian pounds! I don't have much but I have enough so that you can go out of Damascus for the time being! "
I remembered asking her why she is doing all this and what's happening?
" Wilton is not good! He has given me money to drug you and tried to molest you many times. However, I didn't let his evil intentions come true but I don't know what he will do with you after you get well, so take this money and run away from here! " I wish everyone in the world was like that nurse! Despite not being in a relationship, she risked her job and her life for me.
And there is Renad and Hussain who have probably now done every bone to be evil.
Wait ! What ? Was I so lost in these thoughts that I came to the bus stop?
There is peace in my heart but fear is still in some corner of my heart.
I don't want to come in the clutches of Renad and Hussein again! I will not let Wilton take advantage of me!
Thinking all this, I was moving towards the bus stop. That's when I saw a guy in a black shirt, he was looking hypnotic. His broad chest and his broad shoulders were clearly visible to me even at night too.
He was yelling at someone frustratingly. I can clearly see his bulging veins from his anger even from a distance.
Don't know why I started feeling very uneasy seeing him.
I was just staring at him, widening my eyes, that's when his eyes turned towards me and our eyes collided.
For a few moments I kept staring into his eyes and he had also stopped shouting. Even in such a crowd on the Road, both of us seemed to be alone.
In a few seconds I came to my senses and found all this a bit discomfiting so I instantly turned my eyes the other way and that's when my breath almost choked when I saw a truck coming near me at full speed.
I don't want to run! I probably don't want to save myself! What will I do with this life?
I stand steady at the same place without even moving an inch with my eyes clenched tightly.
Then suddenly I felt a very strong jolt, but not of the truck spitting, but of someone saving me.
" Are you fucking out of your mind ??? " He threw me on the road frustratingly and when I opened my eyes, I saw the same black shirt guy standing in front of me red with frustration, " Is your mind in place? That truck would have hit you now! " Said the guy frustratingly.
This is probably the first person after Sophia who has done something for me! No ! Humanity is visible in his eyes, not affection for me!
Huhg ! How could you be so dumb Ameera ! Are you expecting affection from a stranger on a road?
" If you want to kill yourself again, don't come in front of someone ! " He said in rage.
I squinted my eyes astonishingly.
How could he be so rude ?
I stood up and immediately gazed at me when he turned around to go. That's when my eyes moved to the other side and catched a guy in the bushes aiming at the same black shirt guy.
" Bewareee !!! " I screamed loudly, attracting everyone's attention.
The guy twerked to see me but I guess I made a mistake ! As soon as I shouted loudly, the man hiding in the bushes opened fire.
I ran towards the man in the black shirt and shot myself in the chest to save him ! I don't fucking love him but he saved me so did I !
He took me in his arms immediately,
Gritting his teeth fiercely said, " Are you so fond of dying? "
There is concern on his face.
I struggled in raising my fingers to touch his face but collapsed the moment only with Little murmuring sound echoing in my ears, " Haider, you alright ! "
I know I am in safe hands! I don't know why but my heart is at ease.
I'm sitting in the hospital, she is in front of me, lying on the hospital bed. I'm staring at her with a mixture of anger, frustration, and concern. Who the hell is she? I ask myself. Why couldn't I take my eyes off her since I found her lying on the ground? Why is she attracting me? And why did she have to take that shot? Was that shot meant for her or for me?I couldn't believe how reckless she was, risking her life like that. But despite my frustration, I couldn't deny the concern that I felt for her. I didn't even know her name, yet I couldn't shake off the feeling of wanting to protect her.The nurse came in to check on her and I could feel my anger boiling up. "Why wasn't she treated immediately?" I shouted at her. "Don't you see she's in pain?"The nurse looked taken aback by my outburst and quickly got to work, checking Ameera's vitals and administering painkillers. But my mind was still racing with questions.Despite my anger, I couldn't help but feel drawn to her. There was
I slowly opened my eyes, squinting at the bright lights overhead. It took a few blinks to clear my vision, but when I did, I realized I was lying down on a comfortable bed in a big room. I sat up slowly, taking in my surroundings. The room was empty, and I couldn't see anyone around me.For a moment, I felt a twinge of fear creeping up on me, but I quickly pushed it away. I knew I was safe, that much was clear from the comfortable bed and the bright lights. I remembered collapsing earlier and feeling myself falling, but after that, everything was a blur. I didn't know what had happened to me, but I was relieved to be awake and conscious.I looked around the room again, trying to piece together any clues that might help me understand where I was or how I got here. But there was nothing, just me and the bed. I wondered how long I had been unconscious and what had happened while I was out.Despite all the unanswered questions, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I knew I was in good han
La Paz, Mexico Haider sat behind his desk, calmly sipping on a glass of scotch as he reviewed the financial reports of his various businesses. He was the epitome of power and control, with the whole of Mexico at his fingertips. He was a white collar Mafia, the kind that operated behind the scenes, pulling the strings and making deals that others could only dream of.His office was a reflection of his status, a lavish display of wealth and extravagance that was unmatched by anyone else in La Paz. The room was large, with high ceilings and walls adorned with expensive artwork from around the world. The floors were covered in plush, cream-colored carpets that felt like walking on clouds.Haider's desk was a masterpiece of craftsmanship, made of rich mahogany and inlaid with gold. The desk was cluttered with papers, but everything had its place, organized and easily accessible. A high-backed leather chair sat behind the desk, providing a comfortable seat for the man who ruled over all of
My eyes fluttered open, and I felt the sharp pain in my side. I groaned, feeling disoriented, before the realization of my situation hit me like a ton of bricks. I was trapped, locked away in an empty room.My heart sank as I realized that Wilton had taken me once again. My mind raced as I tried to think of a way out of this mess, but I felt powerless. I couldn't believe that I was back here, after all that I had been through and the fact that my body is actually way too weak ! I haven't eaten for a long time ! I stood up, ignoring the pain in my side, and started pacing around the room. "This can't be happening," I muttered to myself, feeling a sense of panic creeping in. "I can't go through this again."As I paced, my mind started to drift back to my childhood, to the memories of my father. He was the only person who had ever truly loved me, who had seen the potential in me. But he had died, and everything had changed.Renad and Hussein, had always been cruel to me, but after my fa
As I lay on the hospital bed, I felt like I was drowning in pain. Every breath felt like a struggle, and every heartbeat felt like a hammer striking against my chest. The memories of Renad and Hussein's cruelty and Jacob's betrayal played in my mind like a never-ending nightmare, and I couldn't escape the suffocating darkness.Tears flowed down my face, staining the sterile white sheets. I wanted to scream, to lash out at the unfairness of it all. But no sound came out of my mouth, and my body felt numb and empty.In the midst of my despair, I heard a faint whisper, and I looked around, confused. Then, I heard it again, and I realized it was my mother's voice. She had passed away many years ago, but her words were crystal clear in my mind."Ameera, my dear child, you are not alone. I am here with you, always."Her words hit me like a tidal wave, and I felt the tears streaming down my face. I had missed her so much, and the pain of her absence had only grown with time.But in that mome
I sit in my cozy bedroom, my hands full of drips and my body covered in wounds. The hospital discharged me, but I can't shake the fear of what's to come. Did I make the right decision in saving Wilton from the police? Is he really the key to escaping this hell?As I contemplate my next move, there's a knock on the door. It's Renad and her brother, and her presence fills me with anger and resentment."Well, well, well," Renad says with a sneer. "Look who's still alive."I clench my fists, feeling a surge of anger rise within me. "What do you want?"Her brother smirks. "We just wanted to check up on you. Make sure you're not too broken to cause any more trouble."I grit my teeth, struggling to keep my emotions in check. "You're the ones who caused all this trouble in the first place. But you won't get away with it. I'll make sure of that."Renad rolls her eyes. "You're all talk, Ameera. You don't have the guts to take us on."Suddenly, there's a knock on the door, and we all turn to see
Ameera's heart was racing as she listened to Hussein's words. She couldn't believe what he was saying. "What do you mean you drugged me?" she whispered, her voice shaking with fear.Hussein's expression darkens, and he steps closer to Ameera, his voice low and menacing.Hussein: "You don't need to remember anything. Just forget about it and move on."Ameera's eyes widen in horror as she realizes the truth. Hussein had brought her here against her will.Ameera: "What have you done to me? Let me go!"Hussein: "You're not going anywhere. You belong to me now."Ameera tries to push herself off the bed, but her legs feel weak and unsteady. She collapses back onto the mattress, her heart pounding in her chest as she realizes that even Hussein is drugged and to her surprise even Renad left from the room. Ameera: "Please, Hussein, let me go. I won't tell anyone what happened. I promise."Hussein sneers at her and reaches out to stroke her hair, his touch making her skin crawl.Hussein: "You'
Days had turned into weeks since that fateful collision that had forever altered Ameera's life. The sterile hospital room had become her temporary sanctuary, a cocoon shielding her from the harsh realities of the world outside. In the hushed solitude, she had found solace, yet also a profound sense of isolation.Ameera sat on the edge of the bed, her gaze fixed on the window beyond. The sunlight filtered through, casting a warm glow on her fragile form. The scars of her physical wounds had begun to heal, but the deeper scars, the ones that etched into her spirit, remained raw and throbbing.The stranger, whose presence had become a constant in her life, sat across from her, his eyes filled with concern and a flicker of hope. He reached out tentatively, his hand hovering in the air, seeking connection yet wary of intruding upon her fragile state."How are you feeling today, Ameera?" his voice trembled slightly, betraying the emotions he desperately tried to contain. "The doctors say yo