Marry me, and you shall become the princess who rules my heart.

brother imaan is standing while pressing me against the door. Famous RJ Imaan Khan! The man whom girls become so happy to see that they lose themselves in excitement and even faint. I am trembling continuously like a leaf. Before I could understand anything, brother imaan suddenly slapped me on my cheek twice with great force, making a loud sound. After getting slapped by his hand, I started seeing stars. I am terribly afraid of Imaan brother. Whenever I see him, my hands and feet become cold like ice. Yet, apparently, I have to marry this very boy! The person whom I cannot even speak a single word in front of is now looking at me angrily. And me! I feel like I am poison to his eyes! Without any reason, he cannot tolerate me at all. Exactly how he hates me, I don't think anyone in this world knows! Sometimes I feel that even he himself doesn't know why he cannot stand seeing me! When brother angrily pushed me against the door, I had just woken up from sleep. So, in my sleepy state, nothing is entering my head, but I understand one thing clearly — today, something bad is written in my fate. Even though my hand is hurting badly, because of fear I cannot even tell Imaan brother to move away. Suddenly, Imaan brother raised his deep voice and roared— "I heard you are not agreeing to the marriage! Your courage seems to be reaching the Himalayas. So many girls are crazy to marry me, and you are saying you won't marry me! Listen, Mira! I am marrying you only because of family pressure. Otherwise, you are not even equal to the nail of my foot, let alone being worthy of becoming Imaan Khan's wife! Ten girls like you, Mira, can be bought by Imaan Khan every night and sold the next day. Understand?" I was not looking at Imaan brother because of fear. I was standing with my head lowered as much as possible, but the moment I heard the word "marriage" from his mouth, my heart jumped in shock. That means the marriage will definitely happen! I had thought Imaan brother would create chaos in the house after hearing about the marriage, but he is actually calm! I only had to receive two slaps. Does that mean my marriage will really happen with him? Just thinking about it, I became shy and embarrassed. Ugh! It feels so strange even looking at him. My heartbeat, which had been slowly rising and falling until now, suddenly started beating rapidly just by thinking that I would marry him. Suddenly, Imaan brother rushed toward me and grabbed both of my arms tightly. Immediately, marks of his nails appeared on my arms. I cried out in pain and said in a low voice, "Ouch..." Hearing the sound from my mouth, he looked at me with widened eyes. For the first time, I gathered courage and looked at Imaan brother. The moment I looked at him, my heart trembled with fear. Imaan brother's eyes were completely red. I did not dare look at those slightly red-colored eyes for a second time. He said in a deep, powerful voice— "I heard you have a deep love relationship with some useless senior from your college?" The moment his words reached my ears, my eyes became round like marbles. How did he know this? Who told him this? That bastard wasn't supposed to know about this! At home, no one knows about this except my mother. I swallowed nervously. If father finds out, he will not spare me! Because of fear, my hands and feet started trembling twice as fast. I still have sleepiness in my eyes. If possible, I would fall asleep right now at this very moment! But how can that happen when he is here? I am desperately wishing for him to leave. At that exact moment, he came and stood even closer to me. Suddenly, he brought his face directly in front of mine and stopped. The distance between us was approximately two inches! Feeling uncomfortable, I moved restlessly and tried to push him away by placing both my hands on his chest. He immediately grabbed both of my hands with his own and said— "You are going to push me away with these soft hands? How funny. Mira, I am damn sure even a mosquito won't die from these soft hands of yours! Why are your hands so soft?" I got startled by his touch. Surprisingly, why was he holding my hands? I said in a trembling, soft voice, "Leave my hands!" — "And what will you do if I don't?" — "I will call Big Uncle, but I am warning you." Imaan brother said with a totally careless attitude— "Go, call him! I am not afraid of your father and uncles." I became silent. He suddenly shouted loudly— "What happened? Call your whole fourteen generations! Call them! I will also tell them that their beloved daughter doesn't go to college and instead goes around doing love affairs. Call them!" When he roared those last words, I started crying out of fear and said— "Brother, I made a mistake. Please forgive me!" — "There is no forgiveness for doing love. Falling in love is a punishable crime!" Ignoring his ridiculous words, I said— "Please don't tell my father anything. I beg you!" A crooked smile appeared on his lips. He came even closer to me and placed both his hands on the two sides of the door. I was trapped between his strong arms. At this moment, I felt like a trapped bird. When I looked at him with a crying face, I understood that he was enjoying seeing me in this condition. He brought his face close to my ear, placed his chin on my shoulder, and said— "If a chicken comes in front of a fox and says, 'Please don't eat me, fox brother,' do you think that is possible?" I looked at him blankly, not understanding anything. There was a playful shadow in his eyes and face. He blew air on my face. As his warm breath from his mouth and nose hit my face, my stomach twisted with embarrassment! At this moment, even breathing became difficult for me. It felt like the carbon dioxide coming from him had reduced the oxygen around me! He started whispering in my ear, "I will go and tell your father right now that his daughter does not go to college but instead does love and romance. Not only that! If needed, I will rent a microphone from the mosque and make an announcement all over the area. Then after thinking for a moment, he said, I will upload a video on YouTube. The title will be— 'See what the girl from Sutrापुर, Old Dhaka, has done...'" Before he could finish, I said, "You are a really bad person, Imaan brother. You always take advantage of helpless situations." Imaan brother placed his right hand on my waist, then smiled devilishly and said, "Of course I will take advantage now. Listen, Mira, if you don't marry me, then I will make you and your lover boy viral in front of the entire country." I gritted my teeth and said, "I will never marry an ill-mannered person like you!" He laughed loudly, making the whole room shake, and said, "Only marriage? You will marry me and you will also go on a honeymoon with me." I looked at him. As soon as I looked at him, he winked at me. My mouth automatically fell open. What kind of guy is he! One of my friends told me that boys who keep talking about "honeymoon, honeymoon" don't have good character. I mumbled, "You are a complete rascal! I have no desire to become the queen of rascals by marrying you. I am ready to drown myself in the Buriganga River, but even if I die, I will not marry you! I am telling you! I am a person of my word!" I don't know whether he listened to my words or not, but suddenly he grabbed my waist tightly and kissed my right cheek with a sound, then said, "If you marry me, you will become a princess, understand?" By then, I was almost about to faint! Disgusting! How shameless he is! Are famous people really this indecent? Then he put his hand inside his pocket and asked, "How many male friends do you have?" — "Everyone in my class is my friend." — "How many boys are there in your class?" — "Twenty-five." — "Do one thing, hold your ears." I was completely shocked. I said, "Why?" — "Punishment for falling in love. Girls apply mehendi the day before their wedding, and you will hold your ears and do sit-ups the day before your wedding. What happened? Hold your ears!" I said in an angry voice, "I can't!" He scolded, "Hold your ears!" Hearing his scolding, my heart trembled. It felt like my soul was leaving my body because of fear. Without wasting any time, I held my ears. He said, "Good girl!" While I was standing there holding my ears with both hands, he came close to me again. Before he could bring his face near my lips, I grabbed the glass jug kept on the nearby table and hit him on the head with it. Heavy. As soon as he got hit by the heavy jug, his face turned red with pain. I became scared. What if he dies? What will happen to me? Will the police come and take me to jail? He said in a painful voice, "i***t! Do you want to become a widow by killing your future husband?"