Imaan Hausa Novel By Khaleesat Haidar นิยาย & เรื่องราว

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🔞 #CHAPTER_3 🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓 🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓 🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓 🍓🍓🍓 🍓🍓 🍓 #OMNISCIENT_POV Here inside the palace of Marida... Queen Saudat enjoys her quiet time sitting around and eating dates soaked in honey... While she's doing that her slaves keep her entertained, some massage her feet, some brush her long black raven hair, while some fan her, She smiles to herself enjoying the pleasurable treatment she's getting.... As she was basking in her enjoyment, Her son busts into the room frowning and mumbling. . Saudat ➡ Hassan, my darling what's wrong?

saying he walked into the closet. Haya ran into the washroom and took shower, she wore a long black coloured dress with black pants and a maroon scarf wrapped around her neck. Entering the room she didn't find Maaz, she walked into the closet and stood in front of her vanity. she dried her hair and tied them in a braid, wear her black sandals she went downstairs. She entered the kitchen and greeted Aima and Amira, both of them asked if she was feeling well and she said she was, she helped Aima in setting the table. When the breakfast was ready the men's sat on their seats and beside them sat their wives.

Haider remained by her side, his presence a comforting presence that eased the chaos within her. As her eyelids grew heavy with the weight of her confusion, Ameera found solace in the knowledge that Haider was there, watching over her. As Ameera lay there, her eyes closed and her mind wrestling with conflicting emotions, a whirlwind of thoughts consumed her. The realization that she was once again confined within the walls of Haider's mansion brought a mix of apprehension and a strange sense of safety. Her heart was torn between the desire to break free and the comfort that came from being in his presence.

Khalid stayed close to Zara, Valeria and Nasrin, glaring at the men who were ready to harm us at the command of a Prince of Maahnoor. “Imran,” Nasrin stepped forwards, tears gleaming in her eyes to look at her younger brother like that. “Please stop this nonsense. You are threatening my husband, my Zain. All of us. Please let go of Hayden and talk to me—” Imran’s laughter interrupted her. I glanced at Hayden and nodded, taking my aim at Imran’s leg and pressing the trigger. But at the last moment, my vision blurred, lights dancing in my eyes before I shook my head and gasped, trying to clear my vision.