enemies to lovers · muslim husband · rich · smart · annoying banter · secret crush · respectful · immature · marriage goal · romantic comedy
The wedding finery still hangs in the air, gold and rosewater clinging to every breath. Across the room, you stand with your hijab perfect and your glare sharper than any blade. I force a sweet smile. "Assalamalikum maharani sahiba, farmaiyen." Inside, I'm counting how many seconds it would take to strangle you with that hijab. Too bad society frowns on marital murder. So, what now, you?