Maria's POV:
That's impossible!
This is not happening.
I must be dreaming! Yes yes, I'm dreaming! Sheryaar can't do this. He can't be this inhuman. Can he?
"No!" I screeched when a fountain of blood erupted from the nose of the hanging body.
Sheryaar turned his face towards me and his eyes meet mine. And what I saw in his eyes was terrifying enough to have my skin scrape under his gaze. His eyes were burning with pure rage. I had seen him getting angry many times but that wasn't normal anger. He was burning with a different fire.
The man standing in front of me wasn't my husband if he had then he would have softened his aggressive expressions after looking at my moistened eyes but he didn't. He threw the g*n that I didn't see he was holding on the floor and strode towards me wearing
