Said's Property

“You didn’t tell your daughter?”—“What didn’t I tell?”—“Dad!”

“My taking what belongs to me!” The voice echoes through the hall and rings in my ears.

“And it will belong to me—while I want it!”

The man grips my hand even harder, yanks it around like a doll, showing everyone who—or what—belongs to him.

He spits the words in my face. Terrible. Evil. Huge.

“Now YOU’RE MINE!”—“But I…—You’re MY property! Sa’id’s property!”

And I don’t believe what’s happening. They drag me away from my own wedding, and no one does anything. This is utter hell.

But real hell… was still ahead.

The third book in the series “Foreigners.” The first—“My Own Stranger Woman.” The second—“The Master.”