Amal's pov

sky was starting to change its color, pinks and oranges and blues and yellows so pretty one might think,
but not me,
nothing is pretty anymore,

I spent the whole night awake I didnt feel sleepy at all,
not for a single moment,

a patch of wetness on my pillow was the proof that I cried,
but i didnt realize i was crying until i saw that,
I was just thinking about what I lost,
what I suffered,
I wasn't thinking about it on purpose but that's what plays in my mind all day long all night long 24×7 like a broken record,

soon sunlight started pouring out and I got out of the bed, showered, and went downstairs.

as soon as I reached the last step I saw arhams parents sitting on the couch having breakfast.

ignoring them I went to the kitchen and started preparing breakfast arham had his breakfast and left while I went to his study and started to find something, something that can be used against him in future,
I need to be prepared for everything,

I looked at the wall clock and It was almost time for arham to come home,

i jogged downstairs and knocked on their room,

"come on out, arham will be coming i want you out of this house and arhams life by tonight"

"what are you gonna do?" his father asked

"that's none of your concern, just play along nod your head and you'll be thrown out in no time" I said while we walking in the corridor towards the living room,

"amal beta" she lightly grabbed my elbow and stopped me.

I looked towards her questioningly
"what?" I snapped.

"please dont do this to us, please be the bigger person here, please let it go, move on, please him and you'll be fine"

i walked closer to her and looked her in the eye
"well i am done being the bigger person, I want to be a bitch and make your son, your husband and your life a fucking living hell" I announced in a low voice

smiling mockingly I patted her cheek
"now let's go! we need to put on a show for your son"

with that I turned around

I walked and I felt determined, strong, in control, powerful, you know these are emotions but I feel them physically now a days I feel them rising up and taking over my body i felt safe and untouchable to any harm,

i stood there while both of them sat on the sofa looking at me curiously

as soon as I heard arhams car pull over in the driveway I closed my eyes and thought of samad's lifeless form and tears started to slip from my eyes

"get up and hold my arms" I ordered tayi ammi

she looked at me questioningly
"QUICK!!" I yelled and she jumped up from her seat

"NO NO NO!!!!" I started yelling
"i dont want to! ammi why dont you understand" I cried fake

both of them looked at me questioningly and horribly shocked

"what's going on?" a voice came from behind us

I smiled internally

"arham!!!" I ran towards him and hugged him crying loudly

"what happened kitten?"he asked caressing my head trying to pull me away from his chest so he can look at my face

"what happened?" he asked

"ammi and abbu were trying to take me away from you!!" I sobbed

"what?" he asked not believing it

he looked towards his parents questioningly

I nodded my head
"yeah they were!!, ammi Kept saying that she would help me run away, and when I told her I was perfectly happy with you she didnt listen to me"

"ammi is this true?" he asked sternly his body shaking with anger,

I looked towards his mother and raised my eyebrows
"tell him ammi, didnt you do so?"

"y..yyess" she answered tears falling from her eyes

"why would you do this to your own son ammi!!" he yelled

"who ever tried to make me run away was killed, so are you going to kill them too?" I asked  him and smirked and looked towards his parents who looked like they have seen a ghost

arham looked at me contemplating what to do

"no...dont kill them please, just dont let them be near me"

he nodded
"that's better"

"be thankfull I am not killing you,
money will be sent every month,
dont expect anything else from me
you wont see my face nor hers even if you are dying,
you are my parents....i trusted you... you broke my trust,
you guys were supposed to support me,
I swear on amals life if you ever try to do this again; I will kill both of you without even thinking for a second,
eric will drop you to the airport, my private jet will drop you off,
goodbye Mr and Mrs shaikh" he finished his cute little speech.

"come on kitten" he slided his arm around my shoulder and started walking towards the bedroom

i smirked and looked towards his parents who looked devastated, shocked, hurt, defeated, by the fact that their son threatened to kill them

I waved goodbye to her mockingly and grinned

after his parents left he was cranky for days, he would slap me whenever he felt, he would grab my hair throw me on the bed have sex with me and leave without a word, he would cuss at me verbally abuse me whenever he felt and eventually he started to get back to normal

we were having breakfast when Eric came in with a envelope

"what is it?" arham asked not looking up

"invitation by alek chernov"

"for what?" he asked concentrating on his omelette

"for the masquerade ball he is throwing to celebrate his alliance with us"

"okay" arham nodded dismissing eric

this is my chance, the more i know about him the more vulnerable he will be.

"who is this alek guy?" I asked looking at him hopeful that he will give something,

"that's none of your business" arham said still concentrating on his food,

"oh come on! tell me please, it's so fascinating"

"shut the fuck up!" he snapped

"okay, I was just excited to get to know the powerful strong man my husband is" I said in a low voice pretending to be scared

and that my freinds always cracks his shell
after all he is a narccist and hungry for such validations

"well, alek chernov is russian mafia" he said shrugging his shoulder while sipping his coffee

"ooo!!! russian mafia seems badass" I acted all super excited

"well he excels in the field of human supply"

"you mean human trafficking?"

he nodded

I felt nauseous by just thinking of what these monsters do to innocent people,

"so alliance meaning you have decided to stop being enemies?"

"wow look at you figuring everything so quickly"

"well New York, Italy, india, thats what your empire is which makes you one of the strongest mafia, so your wife should be equally smart"

"yes indeed"

"so on what conditions and advances is this freindship based"

"you have already known more than enough"

I nodded
"so you going to this ball?"

"of course I have to, it's in honour of our freindship I have to be there and you too"
I rejoiced and breathed out in relief that I didnt had to do much to go, I thought I'll have to persuade him and do what not

"me?" I acted surprised

he nodded
"is there a problem?" he asked

"no it's just you never take me to such events"

"well you were a useless, unfaithful bitch back then, its not the same now"

I clenched my jaw at his words and digged my nails on my palm

"I love you now" I said with hatred

"I love you too, be ready at 4:00 we need to shop for you" kissing my forehead he left

I threw my plate off in anger
"fucking bastard" I gritted my teeth tears pooling in my eyes

I unclenched my fist to see some crescent shaped blood marks on my palm.

"I'll show you how useless I am" I whispered looking towards the door

when he came back at 4:00 he had lunch and took me to a design house where we saw some dresses but none of them were modest enough, as usual arham finally chose a dress and the designer sketched out ideas to modify it in order to make it modest, paying the advance we left for home.

after a few days a beautician came, did lots of treatments like wax my hands, pluck my eyebrows, facial, hairspa, now hairspa was useless since I wear a hijab

I wore my dress and sat on the chair by the dressing table

she started applying make up, soft blush,subtle highlighter, a simple smokey eye and nude pink glossy lips.

I looked at myself,
"you look beautifull, your husband is so lucky to have you" the beautician said

oh he is so going to regret having me in his life

I wrapped my hijab, slipped on some shiny stilettos and walked downstairs.