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

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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?

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“Am I crying?” he asked, looking at the tear fall on his finger.

“No, she is,” was the response he got.

“Who?”

“Whom you love,” Raina replied, now directly staring at him. Her penetrating gaze was searching for something in him.

“But I love you,” Amaan was more than confused now.

Raina scooted closer to Amaan. She held his hands in hers and said with a soft smile, “You loved me, now you love her.”

Amaan was looking at their joint hand and then at her.

He was again distracted by that voice. This time it was explicit. He could make out the words, “sorry…...don't leave me……... I need you….our child needs you.”

He turned around to see Raina smiling at him again.

“Will you leave me again?” he asked her in a pleading tone, to which Raina shook her head, but the next moment she said, “I never left you.”

“Whose voice is that?” he asked to keep the conversation continue.

“Asmaira,” he heard Raina say.

When he heard Asmaira's name, he stiffened.

“I am sorry, Raina, I never meant to hurt her that night. I don't know what came over me and—" Raina interrupted Amaan by placing her finger on his lips.

“You love her, Amaan.”

“You fell for her, you fell for her innocence, you fell for her selflessness and more to say, you fell for what she is,” Raina added.

“But I hurt her; she hates me now. It hurts to see her suffer because of me,” Amaan said while lost in his thoughts.

“Listen to her voice carefully; you will get your answers,” with that, she stood and started walking.

“Where are you going?” Amaan also stood and tried to hold her hand, but the more he walked, the more she was far.

“It's time for me,” Raina said and stood looking at Amaan.

“But you said you would never leave me,” to which she replied, “I am always there,” she placed her hand on the left side of his chest.

His surroundings started spinning, and he noticed Raina was fading. The more he tried to hold her for one last time, the higher the distant voice was sounding, “I love you, please don't leave me.” He was feeling breathless and his vision started to blur, and before he could pass out, he heard Raina's voice, “I love you, Amaan.”

“I won't trouble you. I will stay away, I promise, but please don't leave me. Not for me, at least for our child, please,” Asmaira was sobbing, holding Amaan's hand.

She felt she was responsible for Amaan's critical condition when she came to know he was driving to meet her.

“I can live with your hatred, but I can't live without you,” She kissed back on his hand which was covered in bandages.

“Raina also must have hated me and left me as a punishment; now you also hate me, but please don't leave me. I will die if something happens to you.”

“And I will break your legs if you hurt yourself,” Amaan said in a hoarse voice while coughing lightly due to the strain on his dry throat.

Asmaira immediately raised her head to see Amaan smirking at her. She stood and said, “I am sorry, I didn't mean to—” her words were cut in between when Amaan grabbed her by her neck and smashed his lips on hers.

“And I love you too,” Amaan said after breaking the kiss, making Asmaira's cheek flushed.

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“Raina,” Asmaira had to scream at the toddler who was crawling at speed, astonishing Asmaira.

“Raina Amaan Hashmi, you better pray, I don't catch you, nobody is gonna save you this time,” Asmaira was feeling breathless trying to catch up with the toddler.

“And who is going to punish my baby girl?” Amaan entered the room and noticing her father Raina crawled towards him.

“Her mother, do you have any problem?” Asmaira puffs while slouching on the couch.

“In fact, I do,” Amaan said, not before yelling, “AMBER.”

Asmaira noticed Amaan was in a bad mood, and she started recollecting whether she did anything wrong that upset him. When Amber came, Amaan kissed Raina on her forehead and said, “take the kids with you, I need to talk to Asmaira,” without breaking the stare.

“Amaan, are you angry at me?” Asmaira stammered, seeing his indifferent behavior.

He didn't say anything while marching towards Asmaira, who seems to be alert. Before Asmaira could react, Amaan started dragging her out of the room.

“Amaan, please tell me what happened?” she got scared with his sudden change in mood.

She noticed he was taking her towards their room and when they entered it was pitch black. She started trembling with the fear, however, the next second the lights were turned on and she saw the room was decorated with flowers and scented candles.

She turned towards Amaan, who was observing her emotions, which changed from fear to surprise. He held her hand and walked her towards the balcony. Asmaira was overwhelmed to see there was a table for two with a three-tier cake on it. Amaan hugged her from behind and whispered, “Happy birthday Aashi.”

Asmaira couldn't hold back her tears but manage to say, “Thank you, this is the best gift.”

“Now that you like my gift, how about a return gift for me?” Amaan said while turning her around and pulling her closer by her waist.

“Returned gift?” Amaan chuckled, seeing her confused face.

“Yes, how about making twin babies tonight?” Amaan whispered in her ear, making her blush immediately.

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