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Unexpected Promises

"Ok ma'am, maybe you are right. But what do you want from me? Why have you even kidnapped me?" I asked her annoyed while glaring at her. I couldn't believe I was agreeing with her right now. "Oh nothing much baby boy, I just want you to get married to my daughter. And if you agree, I will leave you. As simple as that." She smirked, making me shocked. As I looked at her once again, I realised that she wasn't too old, maybe in her late thirties. And she wanted me to marry her daughter? How old was her daughter again? Was this some kind of child marriage? And what about her daughter's studies and dreams? Didn't she had any? Ya Allah! What was even happening? Where was I stuck? ._._._. • He was just trying to save his sister and get them back home safely. • She was just trying to live her life without any drama. • Just one incident and their whole life is changed for forever. What will happen when he gets kidnapped and forced to get married to a total stranger? Actually, why would a mother kidnap a stranger to get him married to her daughter in the first place? What will happen when his parents get to know? Will his parents agree? Will they ever fall in love and live together? Or will it just be a failed marriage? Are there more secrets to unfold as they set on their journey? But most of all, what will happen when promises are made unexpectedly. Will it bring them closer or drift them apart? To find out, hop in to read what happens and how their life unfolds. How their fates seal together and how the secrets, if there are any, unfolds.

fading_scar · Adolescente
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175 Chs

Chapter 165

Saad's pov:

I looked at the woman crying in my arms, her sobs wrecking her body and making me worried. No, scratch that. I looked at the 'lady' crying in my arms. I still had my doubts about calling her a woman because I didn't want to get killed by her just yet. At least not when I just escaped ammi's shot at trying her gun at me.

Sighing, I rubbed her arm gently, wondering what ridiculous things was I even thinking about. This wasn't the time to decide whether to call her a woman or a lady!

"Accha ab bas karo. Aur kitna rogi?" Dipping my head down slightly, I quietly asked her in a murmur.

(Okay enough. How much more will you cry?)

"Until- I- I don't feel better." Sniffing, she croaked out before snuggling her face in my neck, her hands fisting my shirt.

"You need to rest too, Atifa." Running my fingers through her hair, I replied worriedly.

"I'm resting." She mumbled with a sniff while wiping a finger under her nose.

"Like this?" I asked her incredulously.