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Harith & Haneefah: Pre.

This a tale that takes us back to a distant reality from ours. In this patriarchal world, we meet two unique individuals with the potential to change the world. Harith is an upper class lad who hopes for a world of equity. Haneefah yearns for a world in which women can contribute more than just from the kitchen. But what will happen as these two ambitious minds unite. Join them on the road to change and discovery while also getting to understand them better The journey begins now!

Arafat_Matubber · Histoire
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26 Chs

Haneefah

The search goes on. Since my parents have found out about my menses, they have announced far and wide that grey are looking for a spouse for their daughter as much as they can to boost the number of candidates.They all keep coming jne after another to woo me in the worst ways possible. Like,come on,if you are going to take a girl out at least put more thought jnto it. It's not like my parents reall6 care. They only want rich elite man who can marry into the family and take over our domain and my dad's businesses. Honestly, I wish I could just marry and who sees me for me but all anyone seems to care about if about my physche, age, virginity, inheritance etc. These filthy bastia

rds only want to use me for my body and wealth. It's well known my father,the Duke of our duchy has vast amounts of wealth to his name. Any man who can get their hands on me gets all that. It is a given jn our society that women don't inherit any wealth,rather the male heirs to the family in line of the next in charge. If there are no male heirs and the daughters don't have any husbands, then and only then can the6 inheritance a portion of the wealth while the majority goes to the men of the wider family. Women don't earn and are lesser hence they recueve minimal inheritance to waste as they are seen as less mentally capable.I do not know where this belief stems from or why but ti's is the way of the world.

The latest bloacj I have been matched with is the eldest son of a prestigious noble. The lad is said to be 15 years of age and handsome at that. That's a mountain better than the 30-40 year olds that came and just ozzed out an eery aura from their mere presence and creepy smiles. At first my father was tolerant of the prospect of me choosing the man I am to wed from his list of highly well selected candidates of course but now that the process was dragging on longer than it should,or so he says, he said that the next decent man my father approves I'd to wed me no buts or objections and that just so happens to be this lucky Harith Shareef.

The has also graduated from Elites' Way School, the most reputable school in the lands. Merely being accepted there means that that you are special and he graduated from there the top of his class to boot. No wonder father was hell bent on him, I can see why! I do wish I could have gone but who am I fooling, only heirs go there and I am no heir.

But wait, what if I was the only heir?

Then my father surly would not have a choice but to school me,right?

I thought about it for a moment and then decided.

'Mr. Harith Shareef, your going to wish you never met me!'