Gritting his teeth, he fiercely squeezed her arms making the tears drench her eyes completely, " Do you think that whatever you do behind my back, I will not know? " Streams of tears trickle down her tinted cheeks onto his hands which made him even more devastated.
He can't see the tears in her eyes.
He hates her.
He loves her.
He tortures her.
He can't see her in pain.
" What made you think that you would cheat me with my own younger brother and I would not be able to understand this? " He is not able to see the tears falling from her eyes, due to which he has become more frustrated that he clenched her arms even more vigorously.
She clenched her eyes tightly out of the pain which is hurting her heart more than arms.
" Do you think I would not have punished him for what he did? " Hearing this, tears start flowing from her eyes even more, seeing which his teeth start grinding fiercely.
" Stoppppppp ittt damnit !!! Justtt stop it… " Now he can't tolerate these tears and that's why he forcefully pushes her on the bed, taking care that she doesn't get hurt.
Somehow she plucks up the courage to say something in front of Haider so she turns her face towards him by getting her face out of the bed, " Hai.." but before she could say anything that's when a loud voice of a mirror breaking is heard in her ears
She gets very scared as soon as she sees Haider going berserk breaking all the things in the room, " You didn't dare to make fun of my love, Amira !!!! "
He throws the chair so hard that the lamp on the side table on the side of the bed falls down with such force that Amira is horrified to see it.
She clenches her eyes tightly out of fear,
" Amiraaaa… .." He shouts out loudly when his eyes move on the side table and goes to the broken lamp which is about to fall on Amira's foot.
Forgetting his anger and frustration, he rushes closer to Amira but fails to save her, " aaaaaahgggg… " a slight scream comes out of her mouth which forced Haider to squint his eyes and clench his fist tightly,
" Can't you hear? Is your mind in place? Don't you understand that I called you, so you should … " he yells at her frustratingly when his eyes falls on Ameera's tightly clenched eyes,
She knows that Hyder can't see her in pain.
She knows that her pain hurts Haider more than her.
She knows that Haider sees nothing beyond her pain.
Haider moves closer to her and starts lifting her up in his arms, " Don't worry ! I will not let anything happen to you! " He said ignoring direct eye contact with her.
She wraps her hands around Haidar's neck and holds on tightly, staring at Haidar when Haider starts walking forward towards the door of the room.
She knows that Haider loves her so much that Haider can destroy anyone for her, even himself too.
She knows that Haider's unconditional love does not deserve this deception.
Meanwhile they both reach the hospital where Haider puts Amira on the bed, " Don't worry ! " Haider said caressing her hair.
" Haider ! " Amira and Haider turn around and are amazed to see Dr. Stephan in India.
Squinting his eyes in confusion, Haider asked, " Stephen ! What are you doing here ? "
" So I should ask both of you this question, when did you come here from Mexico? " Stephen began to step forward while asking.
" Oh my God ! How did this happen ? And so much blood!!! " Stephan turned around and asked the nurse with a loud shout, " It's a deep shallow Laceration !!! Stitches will have to be applied immediately."
Amira instantly turned her gaze at Haider whose eyes are fixed on the blood coming out of Amira's wound, seeing which Amira gets worried because she knows what Haider does whenever he hurts Amira, " Haider … " She swallows the aloe of her fear with saliva and looks at Haider and calls out to him, which Haider turns unheard.
" Haider … " clenching her fist tightly, she once again calls him out. But this time also Haider does not look at him but stares at the same wound making Amir shaking so badly with Haidar's anger that even as Stefan is stitching her wound, she's looking at Haidar's fiercely clenched fist.
" Woahhoo Amira ! I didn't know you'd be so brave! " Stephan appreciates, looking at Amaira's alarmed eyes.
He turned around navigating her attention, " Don't worry, Haider ! She'll be fine! " Said Stephan when he noticed Haider's eyes gazing at Amaira's wound.
" Stephan… " In a frightened voice, Ameera, looking at Haider, calls out to Stephen, to which Stephen turns to look at Ameera.
" Yes ? " Stephan asks but Amira's trembling lips are unable to support her in saying anything but she somehow manages to find the courage and utters,
" Can you leave us alone for a while? "
" Yaa ya !! Why not !!! " Stephan gets the command and walks out of here with the nurse, the same haider still standing, still half-swallowed in a steady state of hatred and anger.
" Hai.. haide.. Haider … Haider, Let me … " she started stuttering with trapped fear in her throat when Haider who was still looking at Amira's wound asked, " Are you in a lot of pain? "
" Haider … " her heart felt like someone pricked a sharp needle in her heart, her tears started to flow down through her tinted cheeks.
She couldn't bear it anymore.
No ! How could she betray this man whose love for her is still the same despite all this?
" Haider … " She tries to choke this pain in her chest so that she can be closer to Haider, She gets up from the bed with her eyes fixed on Haider, despite her fresh stitches, and steps down to walk over to Haider when only her foot twists making her about to fall down that's when Haider immediately rushed towards her and wrapped her strong arms around her waist tightly, keeping her from falling.
Her heart started aching when she looked at Haider, " Haider … "She raised her hands to feel Haider's face but before her fingers could touch Haider, that's when Stephan arrived in the ward.
" Ameera !!! " With a Little panicked voice, he rushed towards her, " You alright ? "
She turned her eyes towards Stephan who genuinely looked concerned. Amira shook her head looking at Stephen with a fake smile.
Within no time, Haider lifts Amira back in his arms and puts her on the bed and is about to leave when Amira holds his hand, " Haider ! "
He's about to turn around when only Stephan said, " Amira, you know that in such a delicate period you need to take care of yourself, still why are you doing all this carelessness? "
Amira is confused !
Meanwhile Haider emphasizes the ridges on his forehead and turns his confused face towards Stephan asks Haider in wonderment, " what ? "
" What do you mean by such a delicate period? " asked Haider in a choked, haughty voice, looking at Stefan with bloodshot eyes.
Stephan, while looking at Amira and then at Haider astonishingly, asked " Why are you both behaving like this? And Amira, don't say that you haven't told Haider about this yet! "
Amira is completely muddled.
" Oh freak ! " Stephan squeezed his eyes in guilt, " Dude ! I'm hell sorry If I've ruined your surprise! "
Amira probably remembers now what Stephen is talking about and that's why her hands and lips are trembling so vigorously, her chest is aching like someone stabbed her in the chest, " No ! " Her lip murmured slowly.
" Stephen, will you tell me straight, what is going on here? " Haider turns his gaze to Stefan, looking at Amira's trembling hands and eyes full of fear, and asks him curiously.
" Amira… " Stefan looks at Ameera with guilty eyes and apologizes to her, while Amir's petrified eyes are now bent down from Haider and Stefan.
" Stephan ! " Haider's anger is getting out of control now.
Stephan turned around Haider and said while hoping that Ameera should not feel too bad with Stephen for disclosing this surprise, " Congratulations Haider ! Ameera is pregnant. "
Amira clenches her eyes tightly,
Amira does not have the courage to see Haider's anger, nor does she have the courage to make eye contact with him now.
While these three words have turned Haider's world upside down. His body has frozen and it seems as if he is not able to lift the weight of his own body now.
Stephen continued, " I know that you have not been able to tolerate the shock of what happened with Kabir, but this good news may help you to get over that shock."
Amira immediately looked at Stefan as soon as he took Kabir's name, who's the younger brother of Haider, " What happened to Kabir? "
Seeing this confidence on Ameera's face suddenly alongwith seeing this care for Kabir, Haider's anger comes out of his eyes, he chokes his fist with force.
Stephan is amused, " Don't you know that Kabir has been tortured so mercilessly by someone that he is now in coma ? "
Before Stephen could ask or say anything further, only then the nurse comes and takes him with her in case of an emergency.
Here, Ameera is knocked out hearing this meanwhile Haider, gritting his teeth fiercely, turns around and is about to leave when he hears Amaira asking, " Why did you do this? " Her voice seems kind of lost but not afraid this time.
Haider turned around and started gazing at Ameera, " I gave you so much pain that before your old wounds could heal, I used to give you new and more painful wounds still you never asked me any question, then why today? " Asking questions calmly, Haider's voice was oozing with anger, from which Amira is no longer afraid of.
" He loved you Haider! " Said Ameera angrily with bowed down eyes.
Gritting his teeth fiercely, Haider came closer to Ameera so close that both could feel each other's heartbeats which probably still beat for each other, " and you loved him ! "
She raised her eyes and started staring at him,
His eyes turned red with anger and hatred.
She knows how much Haider loved Kabir and that Haider never got Kabir to get even a scratch.
" Everything changed in the blink of an eye, didn't it? " Asked Haider in a different tone, Hearing Amira understood that something was definitely not going well in Haider's mind. But even Amira is not able to understand what it is.
Before Ameera could understand anything, Haider points a gun at Ameera, seeing which Ameera gets very nervous, " Haider… "
" It's over, Ameera ! " Said Haider with a heavy heart.
Amira says nothing and closes her eyes and accepts her fate.
Seeing this, Haider breaks into more pieces from inside. That's why maybe the hands which did not tremble even before killing thousands of people, today they are trembling while moving ahead of the trigger. Here Amir has accepted the decision of her life with all due consideration because she knows that seeing her, Haider will die a new death every day, which she will not be able to see.
As soon as the sound of something falling echoes in her ears, she gets very scared and starts trembling because she thought that the gun went off but when even after a few moments nothing happens, she slowly opens her eyes and sees that Haider is still standing with his numb eyes, aiming at Ameera.
Amira was just looking at him, that's when Amira felt something in her hands and as soon as she bows her head down, she sees a gun on her lap, " Pick it up, Ameera ! "
Amira's tears start falling on that gun, seeing her like this Haider tightly clenched the gun in his hand.
" The decision of your life is in your hands, Amira ! Press the trigger and free yourself from this prison forever! " Haidar swallows the pain and hatred with saliva.
Amira is badly broken.
" Pick up the gun and set yourself free, Amira! If you miss this chance today, you will probably never get it again. " Haider knows that Amira would never do such a thing! She can't kill anyone then even if there is a chance in front of her to kill the person who has tortured her on every bone.
Haider was engrossed in the thought that only then his eyes got pierced when Amira's trembling hands with dewy eyes started moving forward slowly towards the gun.
He's shattered. He can't believe his eyes when he sees the trembling hands of Ameera moving towards the gun.
Devastated Ameera picks up the gun in her hands while still drenching her tinted cheeks with tears.
" Means you really want freedom from me! " Saying this, Haider looks at the gun in his hands, then sees the gun held in Amira's trembling hands.
" Can you shoot? " Haider is asking this when a loud gunshot is heard, after which both Amira and Haider clenches their eyes tightly.
Two years ago -
Damascus, Syria I am wearing my dream bridal gown, with this mesmerizing hairstyle created by my hairdresser to perfectly enhance my bridal gown. She strikes a perfect balance between formal and traditional looks by whipping my long locks in an updo with greenery and foliage, a swift twist from blooms. Even my best friend Sofia also left no stone unturned to apply makeup on my face to make me look the most beautiful on my big day. She's a savior. She has always been with me in my every trouble since childhood till the time she hadn't left Damascus. " Ameeraaa… " As my name echoed in my ears, I slide my long white beautiful veil which is giving me very mesmerizing and pleasant look. I twerked around to see when my room's door opened with a slight jerk," Ameera, How long will it take you to get ready? " My stepmother, Renad, asked me in a hurried tone while standing in front of me near the door facing me. " Renad ! " My face turned pale soon after seeing her. My heart started ach
As I put my eyelashes above my eyelids slowly, " Where am I ? " I asked myself while trying to get up when someone pushed my shoulder back on the bed and when I raised my eyes, I found Wilton standing in front of me. I got agitated ! My life almost came to my throat. " Don't be scared, Princess ! " This damn fucking word ! Don't you dare to call me that! You monster ! " Where am I ? Where are Renad and Hussain? Where have you brought me? " My heart is beating so hard that even my fingers are trembling. " Do you still care about that evil mother and drug brother of yours? " Old Wilton asked. Tears welled up in my eyes to find myself alone in a room with Wilton. How can Renad and Hussein do this to me? Didn't both of them feel pity on me at all? Didn't any person sitting there feel pity on me and did this happen as per Jacob's wish? Where is Jacob? And how can he leave me like this? How can he hand me over to his grandfather? " You need rest! " Said Wilton while standing in fron
I'm sitting in the hospital, she is in front of me, lying on the hospital bed. I'm staring at her with a mixture of anger, frustration, and concern. Who the hell is she? I ask myself. Why couldn't I take my eyes off her since I found her lying on the ground? Why is she attracting me? And why did she have to take that shot? Was that shot meant for her or for me?I couldn't believe how reckless she was, risking her life like that. But despite my frustration, I couldn't deny the concern that I felt for her. I didn't even know her name, yet I couldn't shake off the feeling of wanting to protect her.The nurse came in to check on her and I could feel my anger boiling up. "Why wasn't she treated immediately?" I shouted at her. "Don't you see she's in pain?"The nurse looked taken aback by my outburst and quickly got to work, checking Ameera's vitals and administering painkillers. But my mind was still racing with questions.Despite my anger, I couldn't help but feel drawn to her. There was
I slowly opened my eyes, squinting at the bright lights overhead. It took a few blinks to clear my vision, but when I did, I realized I was lying down on a comfortable bed in a big room. I sat up slowly, taking in my surroundings. The room was empty, and I couldn't see anyone around me.For a moment, I felt a twinge of fear creeping up on me, but I quickly pushed it away. I knew I was safe, that much was clear from the comfortable bed and the bright lights. I remembered collapsing earlier and feeling myself falling, but after that, everything was a blur. I didn't know what had happened to me, but I was relieved to be awake and conscious.I looked around the room again, trying to piece together any clues that might help me understand where I was or how I got here. But there was nothing, just me and the bed. I wondered how long I had been unconscious and what had happened while I was out.Despite all the unanswered questions, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I knew I was in good han
La Paz, Mexico Haider sat behind his desk, calmly sipping on a glass of scotch as he reviewed the financial reports of his various businesses. He was the epitome of power and control, with the whole of Mexico at his fingertips. He was a white collar Mafia, the kind that operated behind the scenes, pulling the strings and making deals that others could only dream of.His office was a reflection of his status, a lavish display of wealth and extravagance that was unmatched by anyone else in La Paz. The room was large, with high ceilings and walls adorned with expensive artwork from around the world. The floors were covered in plush, cream-colored carpets that felt like walking on clouds.Haider's desk was a masterpiece of craftsmanship, made of rich mahogany and inlaid with gold. The desk was cluttered with papers, but everything had its place, organized and easily accessible. A high-backed leather chair sat behind the desk, providing a comfortable seat for the man who ruled over all of
My eyes fluttered open, and I felt the sharp pain in my side. I groaned, feeling disoriented, before the realization of my situation hit me like a ton of bricks. I was trapped, locked away in an empty room.My heart sank as I realized that Wilton had taken me once again. My mind raced as I tried to think of a way out of this mess, but I felt powerless. I couldn't believe that I was back here, after all that I had been through and the fact that my body is actually way too weak ! I haven't eaten for a long time ! I stood up, ignoring the pain in my side, and started pacing around the room. "This can't be happening," I muttered to myself, feeling a sense of panic creeping in. "I can't go through this again."As I paced, my mind started to drift back to my childhood, to the memories of my father. He was the only person who had ever truly loved me, who had seen the potential in me. But he had died, and everything had changed.Renad and Hussein, had always been cruel to me, but after my fa
As I lay on the hospital bed, I felt like I was drowning in pain. Every breath felt like a struggle, and every heartbeat felt like a hammer striking against my chest. The memories of Renad and Hussein's cruelty and Jacob's betrayal played in my mind like a never-ending nightmare, and I couldn't escape the suffocating darkness.Tears flowed down my face, staining the sterile white sheets. I wanted to scream, to lash out at the unfairness of it all. But no sound came out of my mouth, and my body felt numb and empty.In the midst of my despair, I heard a faint whisper, and I looked around, confused. Then, I heard it again, and I realized it was my mother's voice. She had passed away many years ago, but her words were crystal clear in my mind."Ameera, my dear child, you are not alone. I am here with you, always."Her words hit me like a tidal wave, and I felt the tears streaming down my face. I had missed her so much, and the pain of her absence had only grown with time.But in that mome
I sit in my cozy bedroom, my hands full of drips and my body covered in wounds. The hospital discharged me, but I can't shake the fear of what's to come. Did I make the right decision in saving Wilton from the police? Is he really the key to escaping this hell?As I contemplate my next move, there's a knock on the door. It's Renad and her brother, and her presence fills me with anger and resentment."Well, well, well," Renad says with a sneer. "Look who's still alive."I clench my fists, feeling a surge of anger rise within me. "What do you want?"Her brother smirks. "We just wanted to check up on you. Make sure you're not too broken to cause any more trouble."I grit my teeth, struggling to keep my emotions in check. "You're the ones who caused all this trouble in the first place. But you won't get away with it. I'll make sure of that."Renad rolls her eyes. "You're all talk, Ameera. You don't have the guts to take us on."Suddenly, there's a knock on the door, and we all turn to see
Ameera descended the grand staircase, her steps cautious in the elegant yet unfamiliar mansion. Her thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions, still grappling with the revelations and tumultuous events that had unfolded. Her heart weighed heavy with the knowledge that she was now entwined with Haider in ways she hadn't anticipated.Just as her gaze reached the bottom of the staircase, her eyes met Haider's. He stood at the entrance, his demeanor a stark contrast to the ruthless man she had witnessed before. For a brief moment, his sternness seemed to melt away, replaced by a look that Ameera couldn't quite decipher – a mixture of concern and something she couldn't put a name to.As if caught in a trance, Ameera's foot slipped on the edge of a step. Her heart lurched as she teetered, her breath catching in her throat. Before she could even register the danger, she felt a strong pair of arms wrap around her, pulling her close to a solid, reassuring presence."Careful, Ameera!" Haider's voic
The night's revelry had given way to the soft hues of dawn, casting a gentle glow over the grand mansion. Ameera found herself sitting in a quiet corner, the echo of the previous evening's events still resonating within her. Her thoughts were a tumultuous sea, each wave crashing against the shores of her consciousness, leaving behind fragments of questions and revelations.Kabir's presence had ignited a storm of emotions that she struggled to contain. The realization that her closest confidant, her dearest friend, was now intricately woven into the world of power and darkness that Haider inhabited was a bitter pill to swallow. Her mind replayed their shared memories, the laughter and the unspoken moments of understanding, now tainted by the knowledge of Kabir's true identity.Lost in her contemplations, Ameera's gaze wandered to a distant point, her thoughts echoing in the silence. "How could I have been so blind?" she whispered to herself, her voice carrying the weight of disbelief.
In the midst of the opulent gathering, Ameera stood veiled, her heart pounding against the fabric that concealed her face. Haider's voice rang through the air, his introduction capturing the attention of the prestigious guests. His words held a regal authority, a confidence born of his status and power."Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed guests from all corners of the world," Haider's voice commanded attention, "I would like to introduce my younger brother, Kabir, to all of you."A murmur of curiosity rippled through the crowd as their attention turned to Kabir. He sat on his wheelchair, an enigmatic figure bathed in a mix of dim and radiant lights. His gaze was steady, his expression calm, giving nothing away. Ameera's eyes were drawn to him, her heart racing with a mixture of surprise and curiosity.As Haider's words hung in the air, Ameera's breath caught. Kabir. The name echoed in her mind, a memory that had been locked away, hidden in the recesses of her past. It couldn't be. Yet, t
The grandeur of Haider's mansion lay aglow in the warm embrace of a thousand twinkling lights, casting an ethereal glow across the opulent setting. Every corner seemed to whisper of luxury and privilege, as if the very walls held secrets of a world unknown to most. Amidst this enchanting backdrop, the culmination of a union was underway, a union that held more than met the eye.As Haider descended the sweeping staircase, his steps measured and purposeful, Ameera was cocooned within his arms, her heart pounding like the fluttering wings of a captive bird. Her vision was veiled by the sheer fabric of her bridal veil, a delicate barrier between her and the curious gazes that now turned towards her.In this moment of surreal beauty, Ameera's emotions were a tempest within her. Doubts and fears clashed with a profound sense of surrealism – she was a stranger in a world she had never envisioned, a princess in a gilded cage. Haider's hold, though seemingly gentle, radiated a possessiveness t
The room seemed to hold its breath as Ameera stood before the mirror, her reflection a mosaic of conflicting emotions. The delicate ivory lehenga clung to her form, a tapestry of elegance woven with threads of tradition. As her fingers brushed against the intricate embroidery, she couldn't help but feel a pang of disheartenment.Is this how destiny unfolds? Amidst silk and jewels, I find myself entwined in a story that was never mine to write.Her gaze traced the contours of the jewelry that adorned her, each piece a testament to a culture she had come to love. The teardrop earrings caught the light, casting a soft glow on her tear-streaked cheeks.Can the sparkle of jewels mask the shadows in my heart? Can I paint over the cracks that have formed within me?Ameera's eyes, usually vibrant with life, now held a depth of uncertainty. She had dreamt of her wedding day, imagined herself donning these regal garments with joy dancing in her eyes. But life had a way of subverting even the mo
Ameera's world felt like it had been turned upside down. She stood before Haider, her heart heavy with the weight of his revelation. She had just discovered that the man she loved was not only a successful businessman but also the mastermind behind the notorious Black Mafia. The shock and confusion were overwhelming, and she needed answers.Taking a shaky breath, Ameera finally found her voice. "Haider, why didn't you tell me? Why did you keep this a secret?"Haider's gaze never left her, his expression a mix of regret and determination. "I wanted to protect you, Ameera. I wanted you to see the good in me, not the darkness that surrounds my world."Ameera's eyes welled up with tears as she looked at him, feeling a sense of betrayal that cut deep. "You lied to me, Haider. All this time, you were hiding this from me. How could you?"Haider took a step towards her, his hands outstretched as if to touch her, but he stopped himself, as if recognizing the barrier that had formed between the
The sun's gentle rays streamed into the room, casting a warm glow over the disheveled bed. Ameera's eyes fluttered open, her consciousness slowly returning to the present. Her lips curved into a soft smile as she recalled the events of the previous night, the intensity of their emotions and the intimate connection they had shared.However, as her gaze swept across the room, a sense of emptiness settled in. Haider was nowhere to be seen. Ameera's smile faded, replaced by a flicker of uncertainty. Had their moment together changed anything? Or was it just a temporary escape from the tangled web of their past?Her gaze fell upon the bags that had been brought into the room, the ones she had noticed the day before. Curiosity gnawed at her, and she found herself drawn to them. What could possibly be inside that Haider's staff had brought to their room?Ameera's fingers traced over the luxurious brands' names imprinted on the bags. She hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with possibilit
Ameera sat alone on the balcony, her gaze fixed on the horizon. The events of the past days had left her in a state of emotional turmoil. Doubt and fear gnawed at her, and the absence of answers only intensified her inner struggle.As the gentle breeze ruffled her hair, she clutched her hands together, her thoughts consumed by her love for Haider and the unsettling suspicions that had crept into their relationship. She wished she could erase the misunderstandings, the dark clouds that loomed between them.The silence around her was shattered by the abrupt sound of the balcony door swinging open. Ameera turned, her heart racing as Haider stepped out. His presence was commanding, his expression fierce and unreadable. The weight of his emotions seemed to fill the air, and Ameera's apprehension deepened.She lowered her gaze, unable to meet his eyes, as an awkward silence stretched between them. Every fiber of her being urged her to reach out, to ask him what was wrong, to reassure him of
In the quiet of his room, Kabir sat alone, his thoughts a mix of nostalgia and hope. He couldn't help but smile as memories from the past resurfaced, like fragments of a long-forgotten dream. The bond he had shared with Ameera during their tumultuous days in Syria remained etched in his heart, a cherished connection that time hadn't dulled.As he leaned back against the pillows, Kabir's smile turned into a soft chuckle. His mind was full of images of their shared escapades, the times when they had leaned on each other for strength and support. He remembered the way he had secretly looked out for Ameera, protecting her from the shadows, even as she considered him her dearest friend.Kabir's heart had been a silent witness to Ameera's journey – her struggles, her pain, and the glimmers of hope that had kept her going. He had been there for her when no one else was, and he had come to love her deeply, even though he had never spoken those words aloud.But there was a lingering thought th