Chapter Eleven

It's been a month since Layla's mom passed away. She's been grumpy and devil-may-care

She's tried to harm herself several times, which made Mikail lose his temper at her and spank her or scold her at times.

He's tried to be nice to her but she doesn't seem to care anymore. Anytime he throws a tantrum at her, she just stares at him with teary eyes.

She's been having nightmares constantly. And her eyesight seems to be getting worse after endless days of crying.

Despite all the tribulation he had put her through, she remained the exact, eccentric, unsubmissive girl she is. She had finally succeeded in making him feel thwarted.

The day her mom passed away, she took a greater part of Layla with her. Layla became a shattered angel. She had become emaciated and her renowned smile became a fantasy. She was now apprehensive of being left alone.

Her feeling of insecurity and vulnerability, softened Mikail's core. He had to be gentle on her, while he remained impertinent to others.

Mikail was expecting a guest;that's Eldar, his childhood friend and fellow psychopath.

He didn't want Eldar to see Layla like this, so had decided to go to America rather.

"Layla?" Mikail called out to her.

She turned to him with her red teary eyes.

It broke something inside him.

"Please forgive me" he apologised.

She smiled weakly at him and said,

"I have nothing against you"

He sighed. He knew she hated him.

"I'll be going to the States tomorrow. I need you to know" he said.

She sighed and forced a small smile out of her.

"Allah be with you " she said miserably.

I sighed and sat beside her, as she pulled away. She was scared of me even more than before.

"I won't hurt you anymore Layla. I promise" she didn't believe me.

"That's what they always say" she said quietly.

He was about to speak again when suddenly, his phone started to ring.

It was an unknown number.

"Hello Mikail" the voice at the other side said maniacally.

"Who the fuck is this?!" He roared at the person.

"I see, you've fallen for my little spy Layla. Right?" The voice said.

Mikail turned to Layla who was watching the ceiling miserably.

He couldn't help but throw his phone to the wall and grabbing onto Layla's neck.

"Who the fuck are you girl! And what do you want!" He spat at her while she choked.

"W-What d-do y-you m-mean?!" Layla forced to say as she felt the life squeeze slowly out of her.

Mikail soften his grip on her and kissed her violently on the lips.

"Start talking now! Before I go any further!" He threatened her.

Tears flew from her eyes profusely as she was being violated.

"I-I don't k-know what y-you are t-talking a-about " she cried very hard.

Mikail slapped her the hardest he ever had twice. Across her left and right cheek.

"Maybe that reminded you. Who are you working for? You spy!!" He roared at her.

"I'm n-not a s-spy. Y-You s-should k-know better. You know w-what I was b-before you f-forcefully m-married m-me." She said with her last few breaths before she blacked out.

Mikail left her in the floor of the room and stomped out of the room, without attending to her.

He was so furious. How could she be a spy? But when he thought deeply about it, it didn't sit right with him.

4 days later....

Mikail had locked Layla up in that room for 4 days, without food and water. He didn't even know if she was still alive. It hurt him to think of her as a spy. But he totally believed that man from the Red Alliance.

His new phone started ringing all of a sudden.

And once again, it was an unknown number.

"Hello once again Mikail.I see that your love has lot trust in you right? Anyway sorry for this but, I lied to you, to get her to lose trust and faith in you. Catch me at the flip side!" The voice said wickedly and hanged up, before Mikail could even make a comment.

Mikail, had almost killed Layla for no reason?

He went mad. He broke everything that came his way, as he rushed to Layla's room.

He found her lying very still on the ground.

"Baby? Please? I'm sorry? It was a set up? Please don't leave me? I beg you? It was a set up?" Mikail cried as he tried to wake his princess up, but all in vain.

He carried her to his car downstairs and drove like a maniac to the hospital.

She was rushed to the emergency room to be operated on.

She was on the verge of dying. Mikail felt hopeless. He had contacted Eldar and Omar and his Boys a day after she was admitted.

They all rushed to the hospital where she was. Everyone was there, including the Sheikh family. She had been in the hospital for close to 3 weeks and there was no sign of her recovery.

The boys scolded him for his behaviour and his violence towards her. He knew he had done wrong, but he wasn't one to admit it.

"Mrs. Layla Sheikh?" The doctor called. The boys rushed to him.

"I'm her husband" Mikail said anxiously.

"She's going through a lot emotionally, and the physical pain too has added to all. It will be a miracle if she survives. I just want you to pray hard for her. If you ever want to see her alive" the doctor said.

This infuriated Mikail. He punched the doctor hard in the face and spat at him

"If you are let anything happen to my Dameyah, you will know why I'm Mikail Bun Sheikh Abd Azeez"

The doctor gulped when he heard that name. He knew now who he was dealing with.

He was dealing with a notorious killer and a mafia leader.

He begun sweating his pants out.

"Doctor! The patient is reviving" a nurse rushed to the doctor saying.

Mikail's face lit up. His girl was recovering. The doctor who had a bloody nose, pulled back and rushed to the ward.

Layla was alive and weak. But the good thing was that she was alive.

She didn't want to live, but her destiny was not done yet, so she wasn't going anywhere yet.

The doctor's face lightened up when he saw that she was alive. At least his life was safe now.

Layla didn't seem to see things clearly now, in both eyes.

"How are you doing Miss" the doctor asked.

"I'm fine. Where am I?" She asked.

He answered

"You're in the hospital Ma'am. "

She just nodded as her vitals were checked.

"You can leave now if you want Miss. Or else you can stay " the doctor offered.

Layla said in a quiet tone.

"I'll like to leave sir. But can you please get me a veil or something clean to cover my hair ?"

He nodded as he smiled at her.The nurse quickly got her a clean white veil.

Layla muttered a small 'Thank you '

But her vision was getting blur and would become normal for a while before getting blur again.

The nurse brought in a wheelchair for Layla. She sat Layla in it gently and pushed the wheelchair gently out of the ward.

She locked eyes with those jade green eyes,she was frightened of.

Those green eyes, that caused her to be here. Those green eyes that she was beginning to understand. She knew she didn't love him, but she liked him a little.

It was crazy but that's what she knew.

Mikail wore a devastated look. He had tears in his eyes as he edge towards her.

She remained as still as a robot waiting for a command. He knelt beside her and kissed her feet gently.

"I'm sorry Muhabun. I'm sorry for everything" he apologised.

Layla couldn't help but burst out into tears. Her contact lenses fell out slowly after a long tie of being in her eyes, revealing what Mikail had always desired.

He couldn't help but shed a tear of joy, pain, hurt, pity and most of all love. When the silver coloured contact lenses she ore came off, unveiling those crystal blue eyes he always desired. He couldn't help but feel clemency for her.

"To err is human, but to forgive is divine. I forgive you Mikail" she said between sobs.

He hugged her and for the first time ever, she hugged him back.

Munaiya who had been crying since she heard the news, broke down into tears as she hugged her best friend Layla.

Mikail introduced Eldar and Omar to her. The other Boys weren't around because they had to take care of some mafia work in Russia. They both took an exceptional liking to her.

Who wouldn't? Her voice and her eyes, were enchanting to all who listened and saw it.

Mikail carried his girl to his car and drove back to his home. The rest headed back to the Sheikh mansion.

Omar and Eldar on the other hand, took their jets back home. One to his woman, another to his miserable life of living with a whore of a wife.

When Mikail got home, he carried Layla to his bed. She still looked scared.

"Please punish me if you want Muhabun. I'm ready to take anything and everything" he offered. He just wanted her to forget everything.

He denounced himself for his callous behaviour towards her. He was candid enough to tell her how penitent he was.

She just smiled with tear filled eyes and turned away from him.

He sighed and caressed her cheek lightly before leaving the room. He had gone to order for her the world's most expensive ring.

The Pink Star Ring.

It cost about $71.2 million and was a 59.60 carat ring. She was worth it, after all.

After ordering, he set to make her a beautiful meal of Chips with spicy chicken nuggets and a can of chilled Coke.

It was a weird idea of what to make, but at least he could try and make her smile. After a few minutes of making his renowned chips and chicken nuggets, he carried the food to his room.

He met her looking fresh and on her prayer mat praying.

اللهم، تغيير هذا الرجل افتراض أفضل. يقوده بعيدا عن طريق تلك الخاطئة. اجعله الصالحين في عينيك وعيون كل من يرى البر. أمين

'Oh God, change this man for the better.  Lead him away from the path of the sinful ones. Make him righteous in Your eyes and the eyes of everyone who sees righteousness. Ameen.'

Mikail couldn't help but shed a tear. She was praying for him. Regardless of what he did to her.

She still cared. He realised that hurting her will be the worst crime he has ever committed. He sat down quietly while he observed her.

She wrapped up her prayer mat and gently placed it in the closet.

She was oblivious of his presence.

"Layla?" He asked slowly. She was startled to see him. Mikail couldn't stop starting at those beautiful crystal blue eyes. He felt like claiming her right there and letting the whole world realize that she was his, and only his.

But he had to control his urges. He walked to her, towering her completely, while she looked away.

He hugged her tightly, while digging her head in his chest. She stood very rigidly. He kissed her gently on the head and whispered with tears in his eyes

"Forgive me Muhabun"

She suddenly burst out in tears. She hugged him tightly while she cried into his chest.

"I'm sorry Jammy" she whispered.

He looked astounded. She called him Jammy?

"Y-You called me J-Jammy?" He asked.

She nodded and said with tears in her eyes

"I've observed how you love jam. That's why"

Mikail ended up laughing with tears in his eyes. Layla couldn't help but join in the laughter.

Soon they both forgot their feud and were laughing at each other while crying to each other.

It was all Mikail needed. He just needed to see his woman happy.

"Come on, let me feed you, my very own recipe. I will call it La Chips De Jammy and Layla." He announced.

Layla burst out laughing as he completely butchered the French language.

He couldn't help but laugh too.

"Thank you" she muttered.

It was obvious, their love life, had just begun. Mikail fed Layla, while she fed him coyly.

Often times, she would blush before placing the food in his mouth. He would just chuckle while she blushed even more.

"Should I call you Tomato?" He asked suddenly.

She narrowed her eyes at him.

She understood. She sighed and nodded.

She loved blushing, so she was alright with him calling her that.

After all, her best friend Muna, always called her that.

Something changed in Mikail that day. The once ruthless and egoistic man had become a whole new person

My demons run away when I finally got you. I'm forever indebted to you. Muhabun ❤.