Chapter forty one

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Amal's POV.

It felt as though I was sleeping for days, but yet I felt a pounding pain in my head. I didn't even bother to open my eyes as I tried to lay there hoping that pain will leave. However when I started to feel what was underneath me it didn't feel as comfortable as the bed that I was use to. Slowly trying to move my hand around to get a feel I felt something cold stop my hand from moving.

The moment I felt that I got up so quick so that I could realise what was happening but that was a bad idea because as I opened my eyes everything went black as my head span in circles. Taking deep breathes I waited to get my vision properly.

Once I did I found myself in a familiar yet unfamiliar room, I piece of me says I have been here however I still can't seem to fathom how I knew it. Looking down at my hand I saw that handcuffed, with a long chain that also cuffed my ankles.

Looking around quickly I tried to remember what happened and then all the memories came back.
"Samir?" The words came out of my mouth I had a bad feeling about him I just didn't know I didn't speak to Masin earlier.

"I'm not Samir" Samir said as he sat in a far corner on a chair, if he hadn't spoken I wouldn't have realised that he was there because it was so dark.

"Who are you then and what do you want from me?" He stood up and walked forward abit so that now I could see his face, he had a smirk plastered on his face but yet you could see the anger that was pleading to escape in his eyes.

"I can't believe you don't remember me, after everything we've been through how can you forget your one true love Suleiman?" Giving him a confused look I tried to figure out what he was on about, but no matter how hard I tried I couldn't make out a thing.

"What do you mean true love I don't love you nor will I love you" and just like that it was as if that was the push the anger needed as he came running towards me, I thought he was going to stop when he was in arms reach but he grabbed my throat and forced me to fall backwards on the bed.

"Yes you are mine, you may have escaped me twice but I sure as hell won't let you out of my fingers the third time" three time? How did he catch me the second time then? Could this be a game between him and Masin? I shake my mind as I try to remove that thought.

But it wasn't helping because Masin said that this was his friend that was going to help him fight Suleiman. Plus they were also very friendly with one another, could this be a trick.

"Are you and Masin playing a game with me" the moment he heard me speak of Masins name he grabbed my throat and squeezed it tighter to the point that I couldn't even break. Bringing my hand up I tried to hold his to force him to release me but my hands came short as the chains held me in place.

"Never speak of another man other than me, you are mine do you understand?" He waited for me to nod my head but I couldn't all I could was try to fight him to release me. Once I felt my lungs suck every oxygen from within me, Sulieman releases me.

"You were always stubborn Layla Deyan" upon hearing him say my mother's name my face instintly went up I felt a burst of anger explode from within me.

"Don't you dare speak of my mother like this, you crazy bastard you killed them and here you are speaking her name as if you were friends...." he starts laughing as I was growling as if everything that I was saying to him didn't affect him, and why would it he was a heartless bastard.

"We were more than friends don't you remember Layla?" Looking up at him I was confused why he was calling me Ayah.

"I'm not Layla, I'm Amal" was all I said as I suddenly saw his eyes change.

"You think I don't know who you are you can't lie to me anymore, you fooled me once making me think that you had the same feelings for me until you ended up marrying my brother but I won't let that happen" upon hearing him say that all I could do was look at him with confusion for what felt like a life time, until I finally got my voice.

"Masin is your brother but how can that be...." but before I could finish my sentence I felt a sting on my cheek that caused me to face the opposite side. Once opened my eyes I realised that Suliman had slapped me so hard that I knew he was going to leave a mark on my face.

"I told you to never speak of another man now see what you have caused me to do to you" he sat down and tried to cherish my cheeks but I turned around. He didn't like what I did so he grabbed my face and turned me to him as he remained rubbing my cheeks gently.

"I love you so much Layla and all I have ever done is to get you to stay by my side, I never want to cause you pain" little did he know that his fingers dug into me and are hurting me.

"Who's your brother?" Ignoring that he called me Layla I wanted to understand what he meant by marrying his brother could Masin really be his brother but why didn't he tell me about that he only spoke of his two sister.

I could feel Suliman growing angry as his hands tightened around my chin as he finally pushed me away.

"Why are you asking me a question you already know?" Just as I opened my mouth to say that I didn't infact know what he meant he said a name I would have never guessed in a million years.

"Ahmed Drego"

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