Kamilia was swept away by the force of Iyad's grip, her surroundings blurring as they moved through the corridors. She tried to resist, to ask where they were going, but her words were lost in the chaos of the lively filthy neighborhood where she lived. Despite its flaws, this place was familiar to her, and she didn't want to leave it.
But as she was dragged down the stairs, Kamilia found herself being whisked away in a luxurious car that was unfamiliar to her.
She was awestruck by the beauty of the vehicle, the smooth lines and shining exterior. She had never been interested in cars, never dreamed of owning one, but now she found herself sitting in the back seat of this magnificent machine.
She glanced over at Iyad, who was sitting calmly next to her, his face stoic and unreadable. Kamilia was filled with a mix of fear and curiosity, wondering where he was taking her and what was going to happen next.
The car purred smoothly as it made its way through the city, the driver dressed in a sleek black suit guiding them with ease. Kamilia felt like she was in a dream, everything around her was surreal and unfamiliar.
" Iyad ..where are you taking me ?How did you know about my place? " she said all of a sudden after half an hour of silence inside that moving car.
He just chose to ignore her at that moment , he kept looking outside the window of that car into the outside , his face was very cold and he didn't show that he was going to answer her question.
Kamilia sat there, feeling a mix of fear and confusion. She had never seen Iyad like this before, and she didn't know what to expect. The car drove on, winding its way through the dark, quiet streets of the city.
The sound of the tires against the road was the only noise in the car, a constant reminder of the unknown journey they were on.
Despite her fear, Kamilia couldn't help but be in awe of the luxury surrounding her. She had never ridden in a car like this before, and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at the thought of the kind of life Iyad must lead. But her thoughts were interrupted as Iyad finally spoke.
"We're going to my place," he said, his voice low and cold. "I've been looking for you for a long time, and I wasn't going to leave until I found you."
Kamilia's heart raced. She had always known that his family 'EL Mukrani' was wealthy , that is why she had never expected him to come after her like this.
She wondered what had happened in the years since she had last seen him, and what it was that had made him so determined to find her.
The car came to a stop, and Iyad opened the door, stepping out into the night. Kamilia followed, feeling like a small, helpless mouse being led by a powerful lion.
She didn't know what the future held, but she couldn't shake the feeling that her life was about to change forever.
She was amazed by the beauty and the luxuriousness of that place, it was like she entered a different world. The walls were made of expensive materials and the furniture was one of a kind.
She saw paintings hanging on the walls and valuable pieces of artwork scattered throughout the rooms. The floors were made of fine marble, and she could hear the sound of her footsteps echoing in the silence of the house.
Kamilia's thoughts were in a whirlwind as she gazed at the grandiose entrance and the lush interiors of Iyad's family home. She couldn't believe that she had never seen this side of his family before.
All the years she had spent in the orphanage, struggling to make ends meet, felt like a distant memory now as she stood in awe of the lavish surroundings.
As Kamila stepped into the grandiose mansion, she was consumed by a barrage of memories from her past. The first house she was taken to after being adopted by Iyad's parents was vastly different from this luxurious abode.
It was a humble dwelling situated in the heart of the wilderness, where she was kept isolated for several months before undergoing a transplant surgery.
However, with the passage of time, Kamilia came to understand that this seclusion was merely a ploy to conceal her presence and that her adoption was nothing but a mere means to an end. A source for a kidney to save the life of Iyad's sick sibling.
"Iyad ….Iyad …why are we here? I don't understand" .
Kamilia cautiously approached Iyad, her voice barely above a whisper as she tried to make sense of the situation.
She was not ready for another outburst or argument, but she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that was creeping up inside her. With cautious steps, she gazed around the luxurious surroundings, taking in the beauty and grandeur of the house.
Iyad, noticing her hesitation, gently guided her inside with a push on her back. His voice was calm, yet firm as he asked, "Will you stand here forever, Kamilia??"
Kamilia felt an overwhelming sense of unease as she entered the house. Her heart raced with uncertainty and fear as she gazed around, taking in the opulence of her surroundings. Her thoughts were interrupted as Iyad pushed her inside, his palm firmly pressed against her back.
"Why are we here?" she asked softly, her voice quivering with apprehension. Iyad remained silent, not offering her any explanation. A maid appeared, taking their coats and addressing Iyad with the utmost respect.
"I have prepared everything," she said.
But Iyad was not in a mood to be pleased, his temper flaring as he barked, "You should leave...all of you." The maid showed no surprise, calmly responding, "We are leaving, sir. If you need anything, call for us."
A few minutes later, Kamilia was struck by the realization that Iyad had dismissed all of his employees, leaving her alone with him. Her thoughts raced with fear and uncertainty as she wondered what lay ahead.