His Bride

What is Habun?

He took a step closer to her, and she moved back until her back hit the wall. He leaned closer, causing her to close her eyes. Her breathing turned heavier as his strong cologne hit her nostrils, making all her nerves sense a man close to her. He was so close, breaking her personal space for the first time. She had never been this close to a man before.

Her heartbeats quickened, making her breath more rigid. She fisted her floral dress in her small fists, while he smirked evilly. Ducking his head into her neckline, he sniffed her fragrance. She shivered, feeling uncomfortable.

Taking a deep breath, he smiled handsomely, so charming that girls would swoon over him. "You smell so wonderful, cupcake. I wonder how you taste," he asked innocently yet dangerously, whispering in her ear. Goosebumps appeared on her body, and she gasped in horror, covering her mouth to stifle her own sob.

He chuckled at her naivety, and tears started rolling down her eyes.

She tried to wiggle from his hold. He held her tightly. So tightly that it would leave a blue mark for sure on her soft yet fair skin. Wafa was always a beautiful girl with looks."The more you try to escape, the more you will be trapped, Habun," he whispered, caressing her soft, tiny chin with his rough and long fingers. She looked at him with confusion. What does Habun means?

She sobbed harder, and he smirked evilly. She looked so tiny in front of him, with her pale skin and endless tears. He smirked satisfactorily at her tears. His cruelty shone through his dark eyes. He was so engrossed in her innocent, pure look that he couldn't hear his phone ringing for the past five minutes.

He was so captivated by her beauty that he didn't notice his PA entering the room. Wafa gasped at the sight of another man, quickly ducking her head and turning away. She hid her small form from his lustful gaze.

Ehab looked around in confusion, his eyes widening when he saw his PA eyeing Wafa with pure lust. He gritted his teeth. His PA gulped with fear, feeling his boss's soul-ripping gaze on himself. He composed himself, trying to suppress his sinful thoughts and adjust his partner down there. Ehab turned to him with dangerous glares.

"Good morning, boss. Mr. Duraani is asking for your visit at the hotel," he said in a professional yet stammering tone.

Ehab gave a curt nod, commanding his PA to leave. Ehab smirked at his small new toy, who wasn't even looking at him.

"Take rest, Habun. I will be back soon," he said, tracing two fingers on her shoulder, making her flinch. She felt disgusted and unsafe, feeling so vulnerable. She just wanted the mother earth to swallow her alive.

Ehab clenched his jaw and balled his fists as he strolled downstairs. His men stiffened as they noticed his clenched jaw, knowing that their boss was about to unleash his anger on something or someone. Before Ehab could face any consequences, his girlfriend appeared wearing a tight, short dress that exposed her beyond the limits. Ehab rolled his eyes at her, unimpressed. She sensually licked her lips and batted her eyelashes, seductively gripping his hand and sliding it to her waist. "It's been months since we spent some romantic time, Ehab baby," she said seductively, whispering in his ear. He tightly gripped her waist, so tightly that he could have squeezed until she was dead.

Ehab gave the most boring look and she frowned, feeling disheartened. Frowning at her own attempt to melt him to gain his attention, she felt embarrassed when he left her and said with a pure boring tone, "Stay away, I have work to finish. I'll hang up later," he said boringly, grabbing his Mercedes key. He marched out, putting on his shades - his black shades that gave him the final touch to his so hot look.

His maids were ogling him seductively. He seemed to be a delicious piece of meat to be tasted by each one. The maids licked their lips seductively and moaned at his one glare. The other one smirked and purposely dropped the flower basket in front of his car, as they had just come back from the garden area, plucking the fresh flowers.

The second maid knew he was eyeing her. His jaw clenched at her stupid seductive antics, while she bent down, purposely showing off her cleavage. He mentally chuckled and shook his head. She smirked and stood up in such a way that his gaze went to her buttocks.

"Once a w***e, always a w***e," he thought, shaking his head as he sat in the passenger seat, trying to bring life to the dead engine of his Mercedes found running on the road.

Meanwhile, Wafa was terrified by a sudden encounter with this beast. She was sobbing hard, hugging her knees near her chest, shivering even at the thought of him. She covered her ears with her palms as his sinful words rang in her ears, making her feel so vulnerable. She sobbed one last time and wiped away her tears. "I should return home soon. I can't stay here," she mumbled to herself, gathering all her courage.

She stood up, still shivering, her vision blurred from crying for such a long time. She blinked her eyelashes to adjust her blurry vision. Her small button nose had turned red, and she looked exhausted. She scanned the room and found its theme so colorful. She slowly took a step ahead and caressed the shiny painted wall.

As she scanned each corner of the room, the wind decided to play with her.

The cold breeze peeked into the room, trying to reach her, swiping away the curtains. The cold breeze revolved around her, making her gasp as she was wearing a cotton floral dress. She felt cold and wrapped her own arms around herself. Goosebumps appeared on her skin. The sudden shuffling sound brought her back to reality.

There stood a lady with a small plate of fruit salad. She seemed to be in her mid-50s. She had grey hair and was dressed up like a maiden. The warmth radiating from her made Wafa panic a little less. "Hello, pretty lady. I am sure you must be tired. Sit down, honey," the old lady said politely. Wafa couldn't help but melt at her sweet tone. She seemed to be the only human here, but what was she doing here? Is she his mother?

Wafa puzzled with questions, biting her lower lip nervously as she peeked at the lady, who smiled warmly.

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