Sheikha Jasmine:-
We were standing outside the limo surrounded by the rebels Ifraheem pulled me behind his back while my brother and father surrounded me from the other side along with my mother.
“WHAT THE f**k DO YOU ALL WANT LET US GO?” Ifraheem shouted in anger while Jibran stood in front of him in order to protect the SUV’S that were following us were burning along with the guards as they have been blown by the bomb.
“Well, well Sheikh we can let you go if you hand over Sheikha to us our leader wants her” one of the rebels spoke pointing his gun at Ifraheem.
“OVER.MY.DEAD.BODY” Ifraheem spoke with gritted teeth “ I won’t let you take my wife and my unborn child away from me without a fight you think we are outnumbered then you are so wrong I am enough for you all when it comes to m
