She was back!

The dark blue sky cleared and the full moon shown was bright enough to enlighten all the cliffs and mountains. The golden ivory light of the moon also produced sparkles in the small lake present in the middle of the cliffs. The place itself seemed to be a part of heaven.

It was the view Layla has been watching for hours, entranced. But unlike other people who finds serenity in these stilled sceneries and silence, it made her feel dreadful. Like a sense of deja vu that follows her on every full moon.

Something terrible is about to happen. The dangers that are about to come and the predator that has captured her will devour her and she might not be able to survive for too long.

She was constantly thinking of ways to escape from here, and the only person that could help her had died a month ago and she was left on her own.

The people here are all savages with an utter prejudice against women and believes that these women were only meant to born to bore children for their males and to either rule the household with viciousness and scheming or die in the struggle.

The mere thought of living in this obsolete society made Layla suffocated who has lived her entire life as an independent woman in States; the most developed and flexible society.

The door creaked open and a devilishly handsome man with a giant build came in. He slowly treaded towards her but Layla was too engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't seem to sense it.

The only light in the room was coming through the window where Layla was standing ; he hid in the shadows and only the remarkable color of his eyes glowed in the dark. His eyes were as grey as the stormy night and too deep that they can swallow a being just by looking in them.

Aghan silently watched the girl staring intently at the scenery outside, but she was the only one in his eyes. He watched her calmly with a faint smile on his lips. She was the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. Her slightly wavy dark brunette hair with streaks of ash brown color and her pale white complexion with rosy cheeks was art of Almighty himself.

The blue eyes were like diamond studs guarded by her thick lashes and the beetle brows like long snakes guarding their most prized possessions.

For him, No moon, No mountains No lake could outshine her beauty. Even in the dark room the radiance that emitted from her was so bright and warm that it penetrated his body and reached his soul.

She was his light and she was back.