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I'll Take The Pain

The meaning of DEVIL is Do Everything Vile In Life . If the devil was human , he would have been Mika'il Bun Sheikh Abd Azeez. He was a ruthless, heartless,crazy psychopathic killer. His life was built on pain and aggression. People said he didn't have a heart. He was a very dangerous man. He never loved , because he didn't know what it was , until he met his angel. The woman who chased his demons away. The woman with a broken voice box and half blind in one eye. The little baby , he fell in love with when he was 8 years old. The little girl he never forgot about . The only girl who could make him happy. The love of his life ; Layla Bint Hayat

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Chapter Fifteen

Layla woke up before Mikail as usual. After saying her prayers and washing up, she walked to him to wake him up.

She climbed on that titan of a man and sat on his chest. Lowering her face down to his, she whispered.

"Jammy? Jammy? Jammy wake up!"

His beautiful green eyes fluttered open and locked with those magnificent blue eyes, starting right into his.

He couldn't help but grin.

"Good morning baby. What's wrong?" He asked as she continued to stare right into his eyes, with her mesmerising eyes.

She lowered her face down to his and whispered "Breakfast is served and I have a surprise for you"

He grinned as she tickled him in the sides.

"Okay? Let's go freshen up hun" she smiled at him as he carried her like she weighed nothing, off him and walked to the bathroom.

He placed her gently on a glass table, just beside the sink, as he picked up his blue toothbrush. She stared at him, before saying

"I think I want to brush my teeth again"

She picked up her green toothbrush and put on some toothpaste before she begun brushing her teeth all over again.

Mikail held her by the waist in front of him, while they both brushed their teeth. After they were done with that ritual, Layla pulled him to the bedroom.

"Won't you say your Salat?" She inquired.

He sighed and shook his head in negation. She kept calm and asked further.

"Why?"

He looked away in shame and then looked back at her

"I've got everything I need. You, money, power, health, everything. I don't see the need to "

"You do know it's Haram don't you?" She asked.

He nodded and shrugged.

She shook her head and said

"But He's the Giver and the Taker. No condition is permanent Jammy. You may have me now, money, power, wealth, fame, but in a blink of an eye, it can all disappear.

I had my parents before, now where are they? They are both gone. Trust me Jammy. You need Him no matter what. Because you may lose me today, to death or even an argument.

And you may never get me back.

Haram (Something forbidden) is Haram even if everyone is doing it and Halal(Something permitted) is Halal even if nobody is doing it.

So please think about this critically and decide, the path you choose."

Mikail was shocked out of his wits after she spoke like this. He hugged her and kissed her beside her lips and whispered

"Thank you baby. Thank you for coming into my life. I love you so much baby. "

She smiled and nodded as she pulled him downstairs, to the dining hall.

She moved to the kitchen to make him, one of his favourite Spicy noodles with chicken wings , pancakes with chocolate syrup and a cup of hot latte ☕.

After serving her husband his food, she turned to leave, but the clingy and possessive Rajah, held onto his bride's arm and placed her gently on his lap.

"Eat with me baby" he implored. She blushed and picked up his fork and gave him the first bite.

"Please feed me with your hands" he pleaded. She giggled and placed the fork down and used her cute slender fingers to pick up the noodles to feed him.

Mikail deliberately licked on her finger and at certain times bit her softly.

She would just giggle. Layla took a few bites before she announced that she was satisfied with the food.

He nodded and carried her to the kitchen. She begun washing the dirty dishes as he returned back to finish his breakfast.

"Habii?" Layla heard Mikail call for her.  She walked towards the dining room with meditated steps to find the beautiful boys that were Mikail's trusted mafia members.

Ali, Jamil, Farhan and Ibrahim rushed to her and tackled her to the ground in a group embrace.

"Owww, Al Ikhwa (brothers), you're killing me " Layla yelled in her soft voice.

Mikail pulled each of them off her as he carried her to a couch.

The Boys followed her to the couch again, and hugged the lights out of her.

Mikail growled in anger and jealousy, before they all let go of her.

"It's alright Jammy, they only miss me. It's no big deal" Layla scolded him. He sighed and just sat beside her while rubbing onto her laps.

The boys looked shocked at him and unexpectedly begun laughing. Layla looked at them puzzled, but it was obvious that Mikail knew why.

"Mikail? You told her your childhood nickname?" Ali asked on an unperturbed voice despite the killer glares that was sent his way by Mikail.

"Wait... He's already called Jammy?" Layla asked in a surprised tone.

All the guys nodded.

She glared at Mikail for not telling her. He looked away coyly.

"You see, when he was a little boy. He had this serious obsession over jam. He would sometimes even sneak into the kitchen to steal some jam that aunt asked us all not to touch" The boys confessed.

Layla stared at Mikail for a while before, she suddenly burst out laughing.

Soon everyone was laughing. Mikail whispered into her ears

"I'm going to work baby. I'll be back in 5 hours. Get ready. I have a surprised for you" he gave her a peck before walking to his room, to get prepared.

Layla stared at the men in front of her and blushed. They all suddenly run to hug her once more.

"So tell us about yourself sugar" they asked in unison.

She blushed and begun

"Well my name is Layla Bint Hayat. Well, it used to be, I'm now Layla Sheikh Abd Azeez. I'm 17 and will be 18 in 5 days. That's the 3rd of June. I lost my mom a few months ago, my dad is now with another woman. I lost my little brother when I was 9.

I forcefully got married to the lovesick Lord Governor Rajah Mikail Bun Sheikh Abd Azeez. I'm an expert in belly dancing, twerking, legwork and all those types of dancing. I'm also an aspiring criminologist. I am also a cyberpunk , excuse me to say, but I'm not those type that fraud people with their knowledge in IT. I only use it when necessary.

My best friend thinks I'm a Sassy Queen, which apparently turns out to be true. I love praying and I don't like proud or egoistic people like the old Mikail"

By the time, she was done, the boys were grinning like happy little girls.

"You have to show us some of your twerking and belly dancing skills.". Ali pleaded

"And you have to tell us how you learnt how to cyberpunk." Farhan added.

She just smiled at them, as her dominator, the great Mikail descended from the stairs in a suit and tie.

He was finding it difficult to wear his tie properly. Layla walked towards him and helped him out with his tie. He smiled at her after she was done and pecked her on the cheek.

The boys suddenly begun a spree of Awwws, which made Layla giggle.

"Y'all should stop asking my wife to do for y'all to see, what her husband has not seen" Mikail snapped at them.

Layla's jaw dropped when she heard that. Mikail smiled and whispered,

"Don't be too surprised hun. Goodbye. And I love you"

.

She blushed as he walked away with the boys following behind him.

She smiled and inwardly said

'That is my Husband..'

Mikail had been gone for close to 4 hours. Layla has been in this heavily guarded mansion, either cleaning up or just idling around or probably talking to Munaiya and her new friend Layla aka Mrs. Eldar.

She was dreadfully missing Mikail and couldn't wait for him to get back home.

She was also having plans to go shopping with Munaiya

She waited for him and kept herself busy by making him lunch. After all, he would be back by lunch time.

She had made a delicious dessert of cold Apple fruit juice and the main course was his favourite Jollof rice (a beautiful rice meal, eaten in Africa. It is a meal made best by Ghanaians in Africa and other countries can testify to that) with grilled chicken and vegetable salad.

The aroma of her food was so alluring. She was sure that Mikail would love it. She waited for a long while and around 4 p.m. when he was still not back, she begun to worry.

Her worries ended when she saw Mikail run out of his car towards the door as soon as he parked his car in the garage. She couldn't hold back her laughter.

He barged through the door and swept her off her feet in a tight hug.

"I missed you baby" she giggled as he said that.

"I missed you too" she responded. He looked surprised.

"Really?" He inquired. She nodded as he kissed her on the cheek.

"What is that wonderful smell?" He asked.

She giggled and said, "go find out yourself" as she pointed towards the kitchen.

He run to the kitchen and came back a few seconds later. He carried her like a bag and sent her to the kitchen.

"This is so amazing wife" he complimented as he took the first bite.

"Thank you" she answered shyly.

After eating up all his food, he announced.

"Let's go get some ice cream hun at 7 p.m. hun"

Layla nodded. She walked upstairs with Mikail right behind her. He took off his shirt exposing his broad chest, biceps and what seemed like an 8th pack. She also gasped as she saw that V line from his waist all the way down to his...

She gulped as she found him starting at her. Obviously waiting for her to take off her dress, for him to take a sneak peek at her body. She walked to the bathroom to take a deep breath. She was petrified. He hadn't asked her to be intimate with him, but starting at him alone, made her feel intimate with him.

She walked back to the bedroom and found him sitting on the bed, in nothing but beach shorts.

She gulped, when he walked up and paced towards her. His muscles moved at every movement he made. She almost drooled over him.

His tattoos looked nice, even tho' it wasn't right. He had a tattoo of her name right, at the location of his heart. She felt loved. She blushed when he pulled her to him, and placed her head on his chest. She could hear his heartbeat.

"You hear that? It beats only for you my love. Mikail's heart beats only for Layla"

All the storms in her eyes broke down and the water works begun.

"I-I don't k-know what to s-say M-Mikail. Thank you"

He kissed her on the head.

She walked to the closet and put on a clingy long green skirt with a white Balenciaga hoodie that belonged to Mikail 

She put on her favourite white fluffy flip flops and walked to the already dressed Mikail

He was in a white hoodie and a blue pair of ripped jeans. He looked very beautiful in it.

"You look gorgeous in my hoodie baby" he commented.

She blushed and answered

"You don't look too bad yourself hun"

He grinned when she called him hun.

He wrapped his arm round her waist and walked her downstairs to the waiting car.

The maid, Mrs. Feyrouzah had finally returned from the village. She waved the lovers goodbye as she entered the mansion.

Mikail drove to the ice cream shop. They both sat down at the VIP reservation. Mikail just stared at Layla as she stared outside of the shop.

"I'll be right back hun, I'm going to check on something real quick" Mikail said as he gave her a quick peck.

She was now scared. She was a alone here and everyone was staring at her. She knew some drama was going to happen.

"Hey babe " a young nice looking man , who was obviously a pervert said.

"I'm sorry, I'm married" she answered to him, showing him her pink star ring.

He gasped when he saw it. He composed himself and said

"You're married and I'm a unicorn " he teased. Layla didn't find this funny. She was just hoping that Mikail got back early to save her from this idiot.

She got up to leave when the pervert held her by the arm.

"Going so soon dolly?" She bit him very hard, as he whimpered in pain.

He suddenly tried to slap her, when the hand of her modern day 'Hercules ' came to her rescue.

Mikail looked more than furious.

"How dare you try to hit on my wife and try to slap her!!!" He roared at the man.

His voice carried Malice, Wickedness, Anger, Insanity and everything else considered bad.

The young man begun pleading.

"P-Please forgive m-me. I'm so sorry"

Mikail punched the young man, straight in the face, making him lose 4 teeth and cracking his nose.

"Mikail please, forgive him. I beg you. Please." Layla pleaded.

Mikail wasn't someone who would quit beaten someone just like that.

Layla had to think fast. Mikail beat up the lad and everyone who tried to help him.

"Ahhh Jammy!!!! Ahhhh!!!!" Layla screamed while clutching onto her tummy.

Mikail abruptly stop beating the shit out of the man and rushed to her.

"What's wrong baby?" He asked.

"Take me away" she said fraily.

He carried her but not without glaring at the man he was beating up

When he drove a few metres away from the ice cream shop, Layla grinned and screamed

"Gotcha!! Jammy, I got ya!"

Mikail glared at her and snapped

"Why did you do that woman?! You scared the hell out of me!"

She smirked as she caressed his cheek. His temper suddenly cooled down.

He suddenly parked at a reserved parking lot and got down from the car. He opened the door for her too and said

"Hey let's go to the cinema. I rented the place out for only us" Mikail announced.

He wanted to spend some alone time with her , but she had to decline. She was actually scared to go out so late with him.

"I'm sorry but Munaiya and I have plans for tonight and I can't miss this" she said.

"Caught You!! I told Muna to postpone the shopping y'all are going to do, to tomorrow. So there you are Trapped!"

Layla felt trapped indeed. She dreaded those intimate hours in the darkness of the cinema hall.

"I-Is the place d-dark?" Layla asked in a feeble voice.

Mikail knew why she was acting like that. Mikail folded his arms across his muscular chest , leaned against his car and looked deeply into her blue eyes. Jade Green against Crystal Blue, before answering

"Yes. It's very dark. The lights will be put off and the couple would be expected to huddle together in a warm embrace"

He knew that she was scared and thought that, he would harm her in the dark.

"I'm...I'm sorry Mikail,I don't want to go to the cinema" she said dejectedly.

Mikail looked hurt. He sighed and said

"All right. I'll Take you home. But remember, I'm a man of integrity".

He opened the door to the car for her and walked to his side.

He didn't say a word like he used to. She knew that he was mad at her. When they got home, he carried her to their room,amidst tears.

He didn't seem to understand her tears.

"What's wrong with you?" He snapped.

"You! I don't want to go to the cinema" she pouted.

He was angry now. He snapped at her

"Have I forced you?! " she shook her head in negation.

"Have I raped you?!" She shook her head once again.

"Have I beaten you up or insulted you?!" She shook her head once again.

"Then tell me why the fuck are you crying!" He roared at her.

She flinched and answered

"I don't want to go to the cinema"

He grunted and mouthed a slight 'Bitch !'

It struck her like a thorn in a wound. He had never cursed her before. She looked at him with teary eyes

"Is this I'm the time to get mad at me Jammy? When I'm gone which will be very soon, you're going to regret the hours we lost when you were mad at me "

He said a hurtful " Says who?!" and walked away.

Layla's heart hurt when she heard him say that.

Layla cried the whole night. Mikail didn't come back home until around 1 a.m. the following dawn.

Layla was awake drinking the coffee, Mrs. Feyrouzah made for her.

Suddenly, The faces of those people she never wanted to see, appeared before her.

Her distant uncle Hamdan and his son Sidiq. They both walked into the mansion,with an ear in their hand. They were holding they're own ears.

Mikail followed behind them with an angry look on his face. His boys were behind him. He held some strange bottle in his hand. The label on the bottle said: ACID.

Layla gulped.

"Please help us Layla. We are sorry for what we did to you" They pleaded.

Layla was scared. She backed away as they paced towards her. She saw in their eyes, the wicked people who tried to rape her and ruin her reputation.

Mikail grabbed Sidiq by the shirt and dragged him to the sink. He wickedly, poured the acid, right were Sidiq's ears were supposed to be.

It was a grisly thing to watch. Sidiq was crying and begging for mercy. Layla just watched this gruesome scene numb and pertrified.

This man she was living with was a killer and heartless man.

Mikail threw Sidiq to the ground and repeated the same ritual to his father.

The Boys stared at Mikail emotionlessly.

Mikail picked up a dagger from behind him and traced circles on Sidiq's bare chest.

"Nobody messes with my wife. Nobody" Mikail carved on Sidiq's chest; Devil.

The whole floor was bloody. Mikail punched the young man in the guts with the sharp knife and tore out his intestines. The last act of cruelty was that, he pricked off the boy's eyes from his eye socket and shoved it into the dead body's mouth.

He repeated the same thing to Hamdan. Except that he cut off the old man's balls off and shoved it into his mouth.

After this heinous act, Mikail came back to his senses, he  washed away the blood from his hands and walked to the frail girl who was shivering in the corner.

She gasped when he touched her. Trepidation run all over her body. She could literally feel the adrenaline in her body moving.

"Baby?"

"Y-you killed t-them..for m-me?" She was so scared, she looked like she was convulsing.

"I did it for you " he said.

"Their bloods on me?" She asked.

Mikail shook his head. He did not want her to feel guilty about it.

"I did it for us hun"

She shook her head

"N-no, there's no us. There's just you and there is me. Nothing more" she said firmly.

"I know, but I'm trying to change that. I'm trying to make it an Us " he said eagerly.

She shook her head fervently as he carried her to their bedroom and ordered the men to clean up the mess.

He had to hold her tight the whole evening. She was in need of companionship that night and he was going to be her companion.

"I'll slaughter everything and everyone that has hurt you, is hurting you and will hurt you. This is my vow to you Habii"