The billionaire's hjiabi ( Muslim love story)
"You can't just go out like that" he yelled at her, angry ranging inside him. He clenched his jaw as his straight nose flashed from all the frustration. His jet black eyebrows knitted together, Cameron walked towards her and shoved her against the wall, behind her. They were so close that they tip of their nose and forehead was touching,he squeezed her against the wall with his chest, they both closed their eyes. His warm, yet harsh breath sent a alert to Zainab's hormones to go wild.
"Who are you to tell me what I can do and can't ?" Zainab cried sharply as she struggled to push him away but Cameron just stood there squeezing her with his solid chest
"Im your husband and your my wife" he said, grabbing her hands and gluing it upon the wall. Zainab still struggling for freedom but there was no point, she knew he was way stronger than her.
"Cameron move or I swear to god I'll hurt you" she defended, but Cameron continued pressing his hand into hers and leaning towards her.
"Hurt me and I'll have it my way on you"