Let me Hate you by Anjaani (romantic novels in english .TXT) 📕

Hate series

Comments: 0

Keywords: Anjaani

Complain

Excerpt from the book:

Ever wonder how your supposed best day of life will turn into a lifelong nightmare. Two people, two different worlds yet bound by the same emotion, "HATE" and "same loved ones". Marriage is intended to be an eternal bond filled with love and happiness. This was far from the truth for Asmaira and Amaan. Two broken souls entangle in the game of destiny which ended their dream of everlasting love.

For one, it was a journey of regret which she has to live for the rest of her life. But why?.

For other, he was forced yet he promised to seek revenge for sure., for seeking "Her" place. Who is Amaan referring to as "Her"?

Who is this "loved ones" that connects both Asmara and Amaan and why do they hate each other so much without even meeting each other?

Read Book

Read free book «Let me Hate you by Anjaani (romantic novels in english .TXT) 📕» - read online or download for free at americanlibrarybooks.com

Download in Format:

Format epub:

Format PDF:

Format fb2:

Author: Anjaani
Serie: «Hate series»

Read book online «Let me Hate you by Anjaani (romantic novels in english .TXT) 📕». Author - Anjaani

Go to page:

When Amaan said, both Fariya and Asmaira were taken aback. Fariya thought her son would argue with her and create another nuisance; however, to her surprise, he readily agreed, and he assured her to work towards his marriage. Though skeptical, she still was happy, whereas Asmaira, unable to understand what was going on in his mind, raised her head to look at him. Unfortunately for her, he was staring at her. Nervously, she bowed down, not knowing what would happen next.

Fariya gave him an affectionate smile and hugged Asmaira as if assuring her to believe in Amaan. Asmaira and Amaan were sitting at the same place when Fariya left them to talk.

Did I misunderstand him? Did he mean what he just said?’ Asmaira was thinking while her heartbeat was not stopping to beat rapidly.

She felt as if she was naked with the way Amaan was staring at her. She wanted to get away; she wanted to slap him for everything that had happened to her. If not for him, her life would have been happy like before. Though she hates him, she could never deny her fear of him. She knew how possessive he was about Rania and anybody who hurt her never ended up well is what she heard. He knew what had happened between her and Raina; he was there and had witnessed her hurting Raina. How can he forgive her?. She never thought a minute could last so long. Every minute was torture for her by the way he was gazing at her; every minute was humiliating for her as she was alone with him in the same room; each minute was making her shiver with his dominance.

“You are too good. I underestimated you like always,” he spoke while crossing his legs and leaning back on the couch. His words confused her. Seeing her confusion, he growled, “You can fool everybody, not me. This is the first and last warning I am giving you. If you want to live peacefully, stop your game, or else you won't be able to face the consequences.”

His tone was casual, but he sounded dangerous. Asmaira, who till now acted bravely, felt all her defenses at a loss. What he said made her realize that it won't be easy for her to take care of Kabir. She knew what Amaan meant; he didn't want her to be near Kabir. But she can't do that. She had paid a lot already for Kabir, and she can not stop. She promised she can't disappoint Fariya too.

Amaan was irritated seeing her not giving any response or looking at him while talking to her. Suddenly he stood up, walked near Asmaira, who was startled by his sudden movement. He leaned towards her making her shudder, and spoke, “One word of what I said goes out of the room. You will be responsible for your shortcomings. Let me make it clear to you for the last time, I don't want to see your disgusting face anymore, do whatever you can but stay away from me, my life, and especially Kabir.”

With that warning, he went to the bathroom. Asmaira, who was till now holding her breath since the moment Amaan towered over her, sighed. She understood his warning very well, and before he came back, she pulled an extra quilt and ran towards the terrace adjacent to the room.

“At least I have a place to sleep,” she murmured, looking at the dark sky.

Did you like the chapter?

An honest rating will help the author to write the book. It's anonymous.

$(document).ready(function () { $('.rating-star').on('click touchstart', function (e) { Reader.stars.sendRating(e.target.value); }); });