When Alexander hit the table with a strong punch, the glasses placed on the table were overturned and shattered. He heard the voice clearly, and his heart started beating on his palm."Alexander, son, take control of yourself. After the party is over, they will solve this problem."The woman saw Alexander getting up and holding his wrist."What do you want me to be a silent spectator watching my wife wear a ring with someone else's name, sitting here and clapping? That's what you want."Alexander roared and hit another punch on the table. Mrs. Harrison and Hala Jahangir, along with the woman, also trembled at his roar; they had all seen Alexander so angry for the first time. He walked towards Mehmet and Bella, who were standing in the middle of the lawn. Eric was also standing there, holding the ring."Alexander, son, put your hand forward."Mehmet Harrison saw Bella standing there as a still statue and asked her to extend her hand. He had called her for the third time gently, but she was s
As the car crossed the large gate of a modern hotel and entered, Bella saw the face of Alexander, who was biting his lip, where the blush of anger had increased."Why have you brought me here?"Seeing the car stop in front of the hotel, Bella asked while driving. He couldn't believe that Alexander said on the way that he had brought him here to the hotel to make his words come true, that is, to establish a relationship with him by force and dominate his body today. Will ruled; she was in a state of uncertainty."Today, if you stay here with me, then your grandparents will have a good idea of how deep our relationship is. By morning, they will be forced to think that you are not only my concubine but also my wife. All rights have been paid."He looked at Bella with angry eyes and said that he was horrified to see the maxi given by Eric on her body. He went into the room, and first of all, he intended to free Bella from this dress that was given to Alexander Harrison. It was stinging li
This marriage is not only the bitter reality of his life; it has become a nightmare for him."What shame to my honor that you have made two whips in front of everyone; what to my feelings that you have trampled under your feet on the bridge; you know very well how much in possession I am of you, the dress sent by Eric. You never once thought about how you would feel about me while wearing it.Alexander asked a question in a slow voice, then Bella looked at him with a beating heart and a pale face, whose red eyes showed anxiety and the pain of a broken spirit. He tried to control his heartbeat; he could feel his heart beating out of his chest because of Alexander's fear. He now understood the reason for the coldness of Alexander's eyes. I was feeling down."Sha. Harrison. Alexander, that mom... I have this dress, this mom... Eric Nan didn't give it to me."Bella said, turning her tongue over her dry lips in fear."I wish it was true, Alexander. I wish you could say this without stutter
He looked at Alexander uncertainly with teary eyes. With every step he took, his modesty's confidence was getting weaker. Did Alexander's love lose to his madness? Today he called his love fanaticism. He will trample her, thinking painfully, Bella squinted her eyes, then tears started flowing from her eyes under the closed fringe; the dark black ink in her eyes scattered and flowed down her cheeks."What happened, my golden butterfly? I have not done anything that caused this sea to flow from your eyes."Alexander put his hands on her waist, gently picked her cheeks with his finger tips, held her by the legs, pulled her down, and laid her on the head."You can't do that to me, Shaw Alexander."Sighing, he pushed Alexander away from him with all his strength, who slid his maxi down from his shoulders and went there, leaving his intense touch and grinding his teeth in places."I can do more than that, man; this is just a trailer."Alexander said in a loud voice, his teeth strongly thick
When Bella opened her eyes, Alexander was not present in the room. She breathed a sigh of relief at the absence of Alexander, wrapped her hair in a bun, and headed to the bathroom. She came out, and seeing the half-burnt maxi in the room, she was left with a deep breath.She was very scared by Alexander's words and fanaticism; she thought that she would not meet Eric while she was married to Alexander. She wanted to get rid of this relationship by talking to Mehmet. Alexander was not supposed to stay married."Psycho Hitler."She gave Alexander a new name while looking at the half-burnt maxi. Looking at herself in the mirror, she took the towel off her wet hair and started to untangle her hair with her fingers as she bounced on the bed, her heart beating like a palm at the sound of a click. Then, Bella turned around and saw Alexander, who was in a night dress, but his shirt was a change, with a white night coat on it."Where did he come to shop so early in the morning? He must have op
He entered his room and was shocked to see Harry sitting in it. He was sitting on the sofa in the room, smoking a cigarette. The ashtray was full of cigarettes. I knew that Harry had started smoking a lot of cigarettes these days. Alexander was worried about seeing him in his room.He never smoked in front of her; if ever he was drinking, he would hide it immediately. He would put out his cigarette and hide it; he would pretend he wasn't smoking, but today Harry's presence in his room showed that he didn't care what Alexander would think of seeing him like that. What will you feel?Alexander looked intently at Harry, who was dressed in a nightgown, the coat he had taken off but the shirt inside his pants, the shirt half buttoned open. He was leaning against the sofa with his eyes shaved and a half-lit cigarette in his fingers. I was there, and he was burning his fingertips. Didn't he know or was he numb? He was busy cooling down some other burning inside himself while bearing the burn
Bella went up the stairs towards Mehmet Harrison's room. With a beating heart, she entered, and then Mehmet Harrison saw her leaning on the rocking chair with closed eyes. Swinging, Bella's gray eyes turned pink from intense crying.Ever since she was a child, whenever she went to his room, he would welcome her by putting his lips on her hair, but today there was no movement in his existence; his swinging rocking chair was telling that he was awake but not wanting to see him. Bella kept his hands on his knees while sitting on his knees, but he did not open his eyes.Bella called out in a wet voice, feeling tears mixed in her voice. She opened her eyes and saw him looking at her with flowing eyes."Why did you come here? Go to your husband, who is dearer to you than your grandfather."Mehmet Harrison said it in a dry tone and shook Bella's hands."No, grandpa, I don't have anyone dearer than you, and it's not Alexander at all."Bella said with a sigh."I also thought that my wife loved
Alexander left his burning touch on herher modesty as he held her in his arms."What is Alexander saying?? HowHow can we have children?"Alexander lowered her red eyes at his words and spoke with her lips quivering in his embrace."Hmmm,"Hmmm, good question, my dear.. ForFor that,that, I will have to get very close to you, so close that there is no air between us.. YouYou will have to shed your shame,shame, and then we will be able to fulfill Grandma's wish."He looked at Bella with deep eyes and said that she was biting her lips badly with a red face."Let me tell you, how will you have our children?"He mischievously filled Bella's face withwith his hands."What are you saying, Shh. Alexander?"Bella nervously removed his burning hands from her cheeks."What I wanted to tell you last night is that is that you will get answers to your questions;; all your curiosity will end."Alexander's tone became evil."I have no curiosity."She was afraid of Alexander's mischievous tone and of hi
Gabriel gently lifted her chin and asked, "Why are you crying when this moment is so joyful?"Hazel, through her tears, replied, "Your happiness is so overwhelming that it brought me to tears. I couldn't hold back when I saw how much love you have. How can anyone be so happy to become a father again?"Gabriel chuckled at her unusual logic and, with a teasing tone, said, "I’d be happy even if I became a father for the tenth time." Hazel wiped her tears and looked at him in surprise."Ten children?" she exclaimed, her blue eyes wide with astonishment. Gabriel laughed."No, I just want one daughter, a daughter like you. I'm so incredibly happy, Hazel. I want a daughter this time," he confessed, his eyes filled with hope. At his words, Hazel began crying again. Gabriel stood up and sat beside her on the bed."John, why are you crying now?" he asked tenderly, wiping her tears and kissing her softly on her blue eyes."You wished for a daughter when Ibtisam was born, but she had a son. What
Hazel was a vision in her baby pink dress, her hair cascading down her back in loose waves. The light makeup she wore enhanced her natural beauty, giving her a soft, ethereal glow. A delicate net dupatta draped over her shoulders, and diamond earrings sparkled in her ears—earrings she had worn on Gabriel's wedding anniversary. She stood by the door of the washroom, her heart racing as she listened to the water stop. Gabriel had finished his shower, and Hazel's anticipation grew. She had prepared an elaborate breakfast for him that morning, hoping to surprise him with her efforts.Gabriel emerged from the washroom, dressed in trousers and a shirt. As he entered the room, Hazel felt her cheeks grow warmer, her pink dress only emphasizing the blush that spread across her face. Her gaze fell to his broad chest, the dark brown hair still damp from the shower, and she quickly averted her eyes, unable to face the intensity of his presence. Gabriel’s face, always a striking contrast of red an
Gabriel slipped the key into the lock, the familiar click echoing through the silence as he pushed open the door to his apartment. The moment he stepped inside, he was greeted by an unsettling darkness that seemed to swallow the entire space. He frowned, his hand instinctively reaching for the light switch. With a flick, the lounge was bathed in soft, warm light, revealing the stillness that enveloped the room.His heart sank. He had expected a surprise, perhaps balloons or a candlelit dinner waiting for him, but instead, the apartment was eerily quiet, devoid of any movement or life. Confusion gnawed at him as he set the various shopping bags he had carried in on the couch. They were filled with gifts he had carefully chosen for this special occasion, yet there was no one here to receive them.Determined to find her, Gabriel walked down the hallway toward their bedroom, the only sound his footsteps on the wooden floor. He paused at the doorway, his breath catching at the sight before
"Isabella, you know how we celebrate our holidays with Jane every year. Those two months are so important to him; he waits for us all year long. And now, you're telling me we shouldn't go to America this year? You know how much this means to Jane." Big Mama's voice was firm yet filled with concern. She wasn't just speaking as a mother, but as someone who knew how much Jane cherished their presence. "He doesn't just see me as Mama, Isabella. He considers you his Mama too. He loves you deeply, and here you are, telling me this."Hearing this, Alexander rose to his feet, the signs of frustration evident on his face. His tone was harsh, and the sharpness in his voice made Isabella's eyes well up with tears."Alexander, that wasn't what I meant," Isabella replied, her voice trembling. "I just wanted to meet Hazel..."Feeling the sadness in her voice, Alexander took a deep breath and gently took her hand. "Bella, you shouldn’t make a distinction between Jane and Mia. Jane isn’t just Jazem’s
~Five years later...Bella came out of the dressing room wearing a full gown nighty, Alexander, who had been lying on the bed waiting for her, got up from the bed.“I’ve been waiting for you for half an hour,” he snapped, his voice laced with irritation. “And you come out wearing this? Why didn’t you wear the nightgown I told you to?”His tone was harsh, the anger simmering just beneath the surface, and Bella could feel the familiar pang of fear tighten her chest. It was the same fear that had gripped her in the early days of their marriage, whenever he drew too close. She lowered her eyes, her voice barely above a whisper as she replied, “Alexander, that nightie is too revealing. I don’t want to wear it.”His demeanor softened at the sight of the tears glistening in her eyes. The anger ebbed away, replaced by a tender concern that she rarely saw in him. He reached out, gently cradling her face in his hands, his voice a soothing balm. “It’s alright, my love. Don’t worry. It doesn’t ma
"Oh, thank you, your mood has improved. I was quite worried, you know. I could tell you were thinking about our plans even during the meeting..." Bella teased, her fingers playing lightly with the buttons of Alexander's shirt. She offered him a faint, charming smile, knowing all too well that Alexander had indeed been preoccupied, likely replaying the details of their upcoming date in his mind while he was supposed to be focusing on business. She had sensed his distraction, the way his troubled eyes had lingered on her during the meeting, filled with a mix of longing and concern.Alexander returned her smile, a warm, affectionate expression that softened the worry lines on his face. He gently cupped her face in his hands, pulling her closer, and their lips met with a fierce intensity that left Bella breathless. His kiss was so fervent that her lips turned a deep shade of purple, and the warmth of his passion spread across her cheeks, tinting them a delicate pink. As he held her close,
Alexander leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "Miss Neha, remember to stick with the color scheme I've suggested for these designs. It’ll bring a fresh, vibrant feel," he said warmly. Neha returned his smile and nodded, her enthusiasm evident."Absolutely, sir. Your color schemes and ideas are always spot-on. This project is sure to make waves in the market," Neha responded with a light laugh.Alexander acknowledged her compliment with a smile of his own. "Your designs are just as impressive, Neha," he added. Just then, the door swung open, and Bella stepped in. Alexander’s eyes lingered on his wife as she entered, taking in the sight of her stylish long frock adorned with red flowers, her hair cascading freely, and her lips shining with pink gloss. His heart raced as it always did at the sight of her. He straightened up in his chair, forcing himself to focus."Miss Isabella, could you bring the file I requested?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.
Harry Harrison walked into the restaurant with his girlfriend, Ria, when he noticed Basit Harrison and Anna Shah seated at a table. Basit was gazing intently at Anna, and the sight ignited a firestorm of emotions within Harry. His heart ached, and he could barely keep himself composed."What's wrong, darling? Why did you stop?" Ria asked, noticing Harry's sudden pause."Nothing," Harry muttered, struggling to maintain his composure as he approached their table. Basit and Anna sat a little distance away, but Harry couldn't resist stealing glances at them, feeling a strange mix of agitation and helplessness.As he sat down, his eyes kept drifting toward Anna and Basit. He couldn't understand the source of his distress—was it worry for Zarmeena or something else? After all, it wasn't unusual for Basit to be with a girl; Harry himself changed girlfriends frequently. Yet, something about Basit being with Anna Shah gnawed at him."Harry, what's going on? Where's your attention?" Ria's voice
Harry Harrison never imagined he’d encounter someone like Anna in his life—a girl who could dismiss and ignore him so effortlessly. It seemed impossible. What had he done to deserve this? Girls usually adored him, longing for his attention and proximity. But Anna? She was different."Who does she think she is?" Harry fumed. "She’s not the only beautiful girl in the world. There are countless others eager to fall for someone like me. So why does she stand out?"Even after returning home, Harry struggled to control his anger. Anna’s harsh words replayed in his mind, refusing to fade."She’s not worth my time," he muttered, trying to shake off his thoughts as he lay down to sleep.Meanwhile, Anna had just arrived at Raima Abbasi's office. Raima had urgently requested Anna’s presence, so she knocked and stepped inside."Miss Abbasi, how are you?" Anna greeted her."I'm well, Anna, darling. How about you?" Raima replied warmly, as always."Hello, Miss Abbasi. You called me urgently, so I c