Chapter 9

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Fatima's pov:

Right now I'm sitting on a large black couch of a huge mention . And with huge I really mean huge! All colour I could see is just black, white and grey. Ohh it's really a dream place.

 Ohh it's really a dream place

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LIAM'S LIVING ROOM:)

Three bodyguards are standing behind me. Tears are dried on my cheeks due to crying. I know that my hijab is totally in mess and my eyes are red. during the ride, they close my eyes with a piece of cloth so that I can't run away from here cause I don't know the route.

My heartbeat is increasing with the passing time and I keep chanting prayers like mantra.

After I guess more than an hour an old man wearing a black suit, came to me and sat in front of me on the couch. He was looking at me up and down with a smirk. His eyes were full of lust. I was getting a bad feeling from him.

Old man: "Quindi sarai mia nuora"
He said with the same smirk and lust in the eyes .
(Translation- so you'll be my daughter-in-law)

I didn't understand what he said.

Fatima: "huh?"
It was all I could say at that moment.

Old man: " since you're gonna be my daughter-in-law, you should call me padre, which means father."

I was shock would be an understatement. Daughter-in-law? Who? When? Why?
Many questions were going in my mind.

Ya rab what is happening with me?

My trance thought broke when he spoke again .

Old man: "chiama mio figlio! Cominciamo con la cerimonia del matrimonio."
Said something in his language.
(Translation-call my son! Let's begin with the marriage ceremony!)

Old man: looking towards Fatimah " get ready to marry my son!"

I got extremely frightened.

Marry????

Fatimah: "I-I-I can't——"

Before I could complete myself the door of the living room open with a loud thug. And in came a man, his head was down. Two bodyguards were holding him for support. It looks like he was drunk. When he looked up towards me, I got extremely shocked.

What?
Mr.Liam???????

It was Mr.Liam the man that I met that day in the club. Why is he here? Oh no! What if he—-

My trance of thought again broke when the old man spoke.

Old man: "Yeah! Look at my boy."

My boy????
I'm going to marry him.

And before I could reject the proposal, the bodyguards behind me hold my hand tightly to restrain myself from moving. Again, the door of the living room opened, and in came an imaam. Oh no!

Before I could shout the bodyguard that hold my hand pointed a gun at me. After that I couldn't utter a word.

And after that, my best part of the life got ruined by marrying a mafia boss. Shouldn't I be happy to being in my fantasy world? No
The reality was hell.

No wedding dress, no heals, no makeup, no family nor friends. Everything I expect on my wedding was got ruined.

Ya rab why?

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Fatimah's pov:

I am right now sitting on the bed of my so-called Husband Liam. It was a large black and white room.

 It was a large black and white room

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LIAM'S BEDROOM:)

I am totally nervous and anxious and sad and many more feelings is running inside me. All I want is to run away from everything. How am I going to show my face to my father? What am I going to say him ?that I got married ?without him?

I can't even imagine his reaction after knowing the truth.

Ya rab! Help me please!🥺🥺🥺

Suddenly, the door of the room opened with a loud Thug. And in came Liam with anger filled red eyes. A dangerous aura was coming out from him.

Suddenly he hold my wrist, pushed me against the wall and hold both my hands above my head tightly. Our faces were inches away from each other. I can clearly see his nerves on both sides of his face, reason he was tensed. I scrunched my nose due to the smell of alcohol coming out of him.

Liam: "you sl*t! How dare u walked inside my room without permission?! Looks like the b*tch is getting too h*rny,huh?" Liam shouted.

Tears already filled in my eyes. I was scared like hell....

Fatima: "I don't kn-know, I-"

before I could finish my explanation, he shouted

Liam: " oh just f*king shut up with ur acting sl*t, but don't worry I'll Definitely gonna fulfil ur desire until beg me to leave u"

With that he started ripping my dress.....

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OMG!!!

What could possibly happen after this?
Will Liam end up forcing himself on Fatima?

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Assalam alaikum

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