Ameera sat at the dining table, trying to eat her dinner, but her mind was restless. Valentina, sitting next to her, noticed the unease in her eyes and reached out to offer some comfort."Is everything alright, Ameera?" Valentina asked, her tone gentle.Ameera tried to compose herself, taking a sip of water to calm her nerves. But as she swallowed, a sudden coughing fit overtook her. The water seemed to get stuck in her throat, and she struggled to catch her breath.Valentina quickly moved to her side, patting her back soothingly until the coughing subsided. Ameera's hands trembled with fear, and she looked at Valentina with wide, anxious eyes."Are you okay?" Valentina asked, her concern evident.Ameera took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "He's come to India," she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper.Valentina's eyes narrowed, sensing the gravity of the situation. "Who has come?" she asked, her tone serious."He's dangerous," Ameera said, her voice filled with dr
The night enveloped Ameera and Brack as they sprinted through the dark alleyways of the city. Their breaths came out in ragged gasps, adrenaline pumping through their veins as they dodged Haider's men who were hot on their heels."Keep running!" Brack urged, his voice firm but filled with concern. "We can't let them catch up!"Ameera's heart pounded in her chest, and her legs felt like lead, but she pushed herself to keep going.They turned down narrow alleys, leaped over obstacles, and weaved through the labyrinth of streets, doing everything they could to lose their pursuers. The sound of footsteps and distant shouts echoed in the air, pushing them to move faster."We need to find a safe place," Brack said, scanning their surroundings for any sign of refuge."There's an old abandoned building up ahead," Ameera replied, her voice trembling with exhaustion.They made a beeline towards the crumbling structure. Its broken windows and decrepit walls provided them with a temporary hiding
As Ameera's eyes slowly fluttered open, her heart clenched with fear and disbelief. The familiar sight of Haider's mansion in Mexico sent shivers down her spine. How had she ended up back here? The events of the previous night rushed back to her, leaving her feeling disoriented and anxious.She tried to sit up, but her body felt weak and heavy. Haider's voice echoed in her ears, and she turned her head to see him standing at a distance, watching her intently."Welcome back, Ameera," he said, his voice cold and calculating.Ameera's heart raced as she struggled to find her voice. "Why am I back here? What do you want from me?" she managed to ask, her voice trembling.Haider's eyes bore into hers, his expression unreadable. "You tried to run away from me, Ameera," he said, his tone sharp. "But there's no escaping me. You belong to me, and you always will.""No!" Ameera protested, her fear giving way to anger and defiance. "I don't belong to anyone! I won't be your possession!"Haider's
Haider stood in front of Kabir's bed, his eyes fixed on his unconscious form. He couldn't help but feel a mix of dilemma, anger and frustration.Just then, Ian entered the room, his expression serious. He glanced at Haider, and for a moment, they locked eyes in a silent exchange.After a brief silence, Ian spoke up, "Haider, there's something you should know. There's no sound of yelling or shouting coming from Ameera's room."Haider's anger flared at Ian's statement. "I don't care about her anymore!" he snapped. "She's nothing but trouble."Ian looked at Haider with a mix of pity and concern. "Haider, you may say that, but I know that's not true," he said calmly. "Your actions speak otherwise."Haider clenched his fists, trying to push down the emotions that threatened to engulf him. He couldn't deny that a part of him still cared about Ameera, but he refused to let that vulnerability show."She's not worth my time or energy," Haider said defiantly, trying to convince himself more tha
Haider's words pierced Ameera's heart like daggers. She had hoped for understanding, for empathy, but his anger only intensified her fear. Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to find the right words to explain herself."I never wanted to harm our child," she choked out, her voice breaking with emotion. "I was scared, Haider, scared of everything that happened before. I thought I was protecting our baby by keeping it a secret until I knew for sure."Haider's anger seemed to momentarily waver as he saw the pain in her eyes, but he quickly brushed it aside, consumed by his own emotions."Protecting? By hiding the truth?" he retorted, his voice still laced with anger. "You think I'm incapable of being a father, of caring for our child?"Ameera shook her head, her tears flowing freely now. "No, that's not what I meant," she pleaded. "I just needed time to process everything. I wanted to believe in your change, but I needed reassurance."Haider's frustration was evident as he ran his f
The next day, as the sun gently peeked through the curtains, Haider woke up to find Ameera still sleeping soundly in his arms. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of her, feeling a warmth in his heart that he hadn't experienced in a long time.He decided to surprise her with breakfast in bed. Carefully slipping out of the bed, he made his way to the kitchen and prepared a tray with fresh fruit, pastries, and a steaming cup of coffee - just the way she liked it.Returning to the bedroom, Haider set the tray on the bedside table and gently shook Ameera awake. "Good morning, sleepyhead," he said playfully, a mischievous glint in his eyes.Ameera groaned, rubbing her eyes sleepily. "Morning," she mumbled, blinking up at him."I brought you breakfast in bed," Haider said, a touch of pride in his voice. "Hope you like it."Ameera's eyes widened in surprise and delight as she saw the tray of food. "Oh wow, you didn't have to do that," she said, her heart warming at the gesture."I wanted
The next morning, the mansion seemed to carry on as usual, with breakfast being served, staff bustling about, and the routine continuing as if nothing had changed. Ameera and Haider acted as if everything was normal, yet each carried their own concealed turmoil beneath the surface.At the breakfast table, Ameera tried to smile and engage in light conversations with the others, but her mind kept drifting back to the moment she overheard Haider's doubts. She felt a lump in her throat, desperately trying to suppress her emotions and maintain a facade of composure.Meanwhile, Haider, too, struggled to mask his inner turmoil. He made jokes and laughed with her, but his heart felt heavy. The doubt that had consumed him last night still lingered, and he couldn't shake the feeling that all that Ameera has was just an illusion of her decieve.As Ameera turned to leave the breakfast table, Haider gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her in her tracks. "Ameera, there's something we nee
In the gentle embrace of the afternoon sunlight, Haider sat by Kabir's bedside. The room was filled with a warm ambiance, contrasting the tumultuous history that the two brothers shared. Haider held a small tray of food, a gesture of his newfound concern and care for his younger sibling.Kabir looked at the spoonful of food Haider was offering him and raised an eyebrow playfully. "You're not trying to poison me, are you?"Haider's lips curved into a faint smile, a rare display of levity. "You've watched too many movies, Kabir. Trust me, my cooking skills are lethal in their own way."Kabir chuckled, wincing slightly as his laughter reverberated through his still-recovering body. "Well, I don't know if I should be worried about the food or your cooking skills, but I'm willing to take my chances."Haider's stern facade faltered, his defenses momentarily lowering. He let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. "You've always had a way with words," he replied, a hint of a smile tu