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Will Erina be able to contact Amaan? If you are liking the book then don't forget to comment and review it. Thanks for reading. ❤

I got up from the couch and folded my hands in front of me. "Seriously Ammar what do you want? last time I made it pretty clear that I don't want to talk to you " I said in a calm voice. I can't even say bad things to him. I just can't, even when he had hurt me so much. He looked at me his smirk was replaced by a sad face. "Anam all I want is just you to talk to me, give me a chance to explain " he pleaded. ," You are 1 year late "I snapped. The doorbell rang again I know it is Ayan now. I got the door. He saw my expression but said nothing. I got aside to let him in. he followed me in.

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“The king is going to kill me when he finds out I’m helping his son sneak out of the palace, and not only the palace, but his kingdom.” Ayman whispered as they crossed the boundaries of the kingdom. “That is a big lie. Ayman. My father loves you so much to kill you. He’ll forgive you eventually. I know Damon has a plan to keep you out of trouble.” Megan uttered, and they both looked at Damon. “Please tell me you have a plan, even if you don’t.” Ayman answered, and Damon gulped.

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, Maryam asked Azaan who was clinging to me. He quickly moved towards Aayan who held him in his arms. "I am sorry, he is just shy", I apologize on Azaan's behalf. We then talked about random things while Aayan didn't even move an inch. I knew that he had an important meeting through video but he stayed, why? I will have to ask him later. In shaa Allah. After half an hour, Maryam stood up and said that she was going home as it was late. As she started walking away I could hear Aayan saying ' Alhamdullilah '.

“Anaya!!!” Her name echoed through the house as her dad pounded up the stairs, her 4 brothers mirroring him. She had locked herself in her room not to hide from her father but to avoid the damning fate that awaited her outside those doors. “Anaya,” her father’s voice boomed once more, then the pounding on her door came. It shook violently as her father continued to bang repetitively. “Anaya, if I call your name one more time, there will be hell to pay.”

MIRIAM: “You don’t d‍o i⁠t alon‌e. That’s why y⁠o​u ha​ve Amon, Mama Grac⁠e, me, Emma‍n‍uel. We‌’ll hel⁠p. You‍’l‍l‌ figur‌e out t​he rhythm.” [AMON returns​ with hi‌s phone, face alight.] AMON: “Ayana wants to see h⁠er sister. Ca​n we video​ call?” SARAH: “Of cour‍se.” [AM‌ON set‌s u‌p th⁠e video‍ cal​l o⁠n his laptop. AY‌ANA’s‍ face appears on screen—pale, bald, b‍ut smiling genuinely‍ for⁠ the f⁠irst time in weeks.]‍

Amaya It had been three days since I had been locked away in this dungeon. No food. No water. Just the cold bite of iron chains gnawing at my wrist and the silence that clawed at my sanity. As much as part of me wanted to give up, I did not want to be sold off like some bargaining token. I didn't want to be handed over to Alpha Caius as his wife, but it didn’t matter what I wanted. The decision had already been made.

Arian's pov I never thought a book club meeting could feel like a battlefield. Today, we are reading The Art of Forbidden by Linda Lively, and from the very moment I flipped through its pages, my face had been hot. The story is about a powerful president who was secretly in love with his male secretary, and if that wasn’t bold enough, the prose was filled with intimacy, longing, and heat. Naturally, everyone thought it would be for people to take turns reading aloud. But I wasn't really in the mood to read, not after what the police said to me.