🚬👑 Story Of The Mafia Queen 👑🚬 (Islamic Story)

Chapter 16 - Dead or escaped?

Haris' POV
Woah the day was awesome, she looked damn pretty today, but that would be an understatement because the word itself aint anything in comparison to her, her beauty, her everything is so flawless, she's the perfect one,so gorgeous, her white floaty dress with a red bow on the waist, red hijab with a beautiful broach beautifying her already god-blessed face, permanent pink cheeks that went red whenever i call her name, weird but cute. Damn im so falling for her.

She looked at me with her dreamingly beautiful blue eyes. How can someone be this pretty and what else could a person wish for, i feel like im the luckiest to have her in my life, my beauty.

We enjoyed alot today, she was looking damn pretty, i couldn't take my eyes off her. We went on the cliff, it was raining there and it was breathtakingly beautiful, the wet grass, the roses and may other flowers moving along with the wind and watching her enjoying the rain was the best part, i could hear the thunder as our eyes met, dreamingly looking at each other, we both blushed, i couldn't help it, she looked so pretty and i just kept staring at her, she was not far away, even if she was i could find her in a crowd of a whole million people, her everything was different and so irresistible. She was different from everyone. Not caring about herself, hiding her pain for other people's happiness, my Angel Queen

I was thinking about her 24/7 now, she was in my mind every time. I was lying on my bed when Younis barked

Younis:" Thinking about fucking her?"

Haris:" Dont expect that everyone's like you" I replied, not even looking at him, My fists clenched but then i controlled my anger because of her voice echoing in my head
"Haris, please" Her soft and sweet voice calmed me down and turned to the other side. I heard him mumbling something that made my blood damn boil.

Younis:" How could someone not think of fucking that hot one"

He's dead now

I stood up with my fists tightening as the blood boiled on the inside of me. This shameless, ill mannered son of...mother well whatever i wont do some sins for these typos.

My hands went over to the lamp beside my bed and i hit it hard in his head, i held him by his collar

Haris:" Dont. Ever. Use. That. Type. Of.Language. For. My. Girl" I said tightening my grip per word. I cant just stay quiet especially when it goes personal i dont like anyone even looking at her, and this one is annoying me as hell.

The fight was going and now we were on the outside of my dorm. A crowd was forming and these people started hooting when i was strangling him, blood was in my hands, my face covered with scratches and my lips were bleeding as well. I really did a big sin sparing him the last time. He was struggling for air and was pushing my hands from his neck away, still coughing, he went unconscious or.....dead?