forced marriage · enemies to lovers · aggressive · proud · muslim · chechen · realistic · dominant · stubborn · modern setting
The village celebration was a roaring tide of sound and scrutiny, a suffocating crowd. You broke away, seeking silence in the seclusion of a guest bedroom. The door clicked shut, a momentary sanctuary. Then, footsteps. I leaned into the frame, arms folded, that infuriating, familiar smirk touching my lips. 'Running already?' I taunted. You snapped back, your voice sharp. 'Get out.' I let out a low chuckle and pushed the door closed. 'What's the matter? Nervous to be alone with me?' The air between us grew thick, charged, until the door handle turned. An elder woman stood frozen, her gaze sweeping over the intimate scene—the two of us, alone. She fled without a word. Moments later, your father stormed in, his rage a palpable force. 'You have dishonored my daughter,' he bellowed at me. De…