The Rare Diamond

Chapter 17

Karim Ayad's POV

She was such a well respected girl. Her modesty and beauty became an inspiration to the women in town. She once asked me to help her with a project. She wanted to help abused children and women who were suffering in the world. I looked at her with respect and pride, she was so loving and caring even towards strangers. She became the manager of many NGO's as well as the fashion industry. 

Her character, clothing and looks were copied by many girls. She would wear long slim dresses that hugged her body with a long dupatta (Long scarf) either on her shoulder or around her head like the Arab woman wear. Her clothing's were so simple yet so modern, I mean just one glance and you couldn't take your eyes away. She didn't even need makeup as her natural face was so beautiful and even if she did wear makeup it would be very light and subtle. She was a rare gem, so unique and different and she was all my mine. Her kindness melted everyone's heart and children loved her to bits. I love her so much but I was scared to tell her, what if she didn't love me back. 

My angel become famous in parts of the world but never showed her face to the media. I don't know who she was hiding from but she would always cover her face when the press would come and I would also hide her in my arms protecting her from each eye. She told me she didn't want her name to be told to the media, so they named her as The Rare Diamond. 

I remember how Mothers would come up to my mom asking my angel's hand in marriage. They would beg wanting my angel as their daughter in law but I never allowed that. How dare they come into my house and ask my angel's hand in marriage. The only one she will marry is me. 

All men looked at her with respect as she was so different from all women. They would secretly look at her with lust but some would look at her with respect and pride. They would lower their gaze when ever she waked past in respect. She changed and helped many people's lives, gave jobs to the poor and donated to the orphanages. 

At first women would look at her in jealousy as she was 24/7 with me. Women would beg my mother to get their daughters married to me but I would refuse but now women looked at admired my angel and copied her style, but little did they know that no one could be like my angel. 

As being the owner of the biggest fashion company her style and fashion became very popular in the world. Pakistani and Arab mixed style clothing's she would create, which women wore to a lot of occassions. She became a world wide star but no one knew her name or seen her face and she decided to stay hidden. My family loved her so much, my brothers were protective over her and my sister was glued to her. We became a family and she thanked us everyday with a smile for changing her life, but little did she knew she changed our lives. She became the light and happiness to my family and to my dark heart. 

After 4 years, she called us to her room and made us sit down. " You have helped me so much in my life, gave me food and shelter, made me your daughter, gave me love and respect, so I want to share my darkest secret with you as you deserve to know, you are my family now" She said softley. 

We all looked at her with love but were also confused. We stayed silent as she shared her story. "I was 14 years old when I lost my twin sister. She fell into the river, drowning to her death and her death was blamed on me. My cousin who was there at that time brainwashed my family causing them to beleive I pushed my sister to her death" She said quietly as she wiped a tear from her cheek. My mother gave her a side hug and encouraged her to carry on. 

"After they blamed me I was abused by my parents and my 2 older brothers. They started to neglect me and treat me like a slave. They chose to believe in someone else's words rather than their child's" My mom and sister gasped as their eyes teared up. My jaw clenched in anger wanting to kill her family. How dare they?

I saw my father and my brothers who had a hard look on their face. I knew they were angry as well, we all were. "My friends left me and started to bully me. I was punched, kicked, slapped, whipped by my loved ones. One day I was walking to class when I w-was pulled into a-another classroom. I saw my brothers their with their friends and they allowed their friend to t-touch me" She whispered as she closed her eyes as tears fell onto her cheeks.

"W-what" My mother asked shocked. I looked at my angel in pain. How the f**k could her brothers do that?, shame on brothers like that. I was trying to control my anger as my I gritted my teeth. I so wanted to kill each and every person who caused her pain. "My cousin replaced me. She got all the love from my family but I was young then and weak to fight for myself, no one would believe me. At the age of 18 I was forced to marry a man" and when she said that I felt my heart shatter to pieces. 

She was married?

She then continued telling us how her husband and in laws abused her for a year and how he cheated on her with other women including her cousin who he married later on. But what she told me next made my blood boil. She told us that before he got married to her b***h of a cousin he abused and raped her leaving her naked and alone, that's how I found her on the road as she ran away from her in law's house. 

Not wanting to hear anymore I stormed out of the room into my office and trashed the place. My angel was abused?, she was beaten for something she didn't do?, she was raped?. I was in so much rage that I started to punch the wall not caring about the blood and pain. Tears filled my eyes when I remembered her pale body in the hospital. 

She went through so much but stayed alive. She was so brave, she was a fighter and I am so proud of her. I felt a hand on my shoulder and felt a hand wipe my tears from cheeks. I looked up with tears and red eyes and saw my angel caressing my face. I loved her touch against my skin. I hugged her tightly, nuzzling my nose into her neck inhaling her rosy scent. "I am so sorry angel, I wish I could have saved you, I wish I would have met you before" I whispered in her ears. 

She stayed silent as she hugged me back. I vowed that I will never let her get hurt again. I vowed to protect her and keep her happy. She was my queen, my rare diamond and I refuse to let my angel go. I will make sure she becomes mine and I will ruin each and every person who was the cause behind her scars and tears. This is a vow of Karim Ayad the most feared man in the country.