"You wretch! How dare you?". Hamza roared like a lion while staring at his wife angrily. "How dare you, Amina! You white of a..."

His words pierced through her already bleeding heart so badly. Her eyes were red and moist. She had cried her poor heart out. Crying has been her daily routine. She cries day and night. She has been humble to Hamza, but her problems with him never seize to increase with each passing day.

"Amina, I'm talking to you!" He yelled at her again, and that got her jolted. She was leaning her back on the bed's headboard. He kept yelling at her but she didn't utter anything to him, she kept sobbing silently instead.

"Am I not talking to you!" He roared as he began approaching her while unfastening his belt and unzipping his trouser. "How dare you? Or do you think I'm like your previous husbands? Huh?". He queried, quickly held her and shoved her to the middle of the bed.

"How dare you report me to your so called parents? You think doing that will save you from my wrath huh? You are really stupid to ever think that way. And now, I'm gonna teach you a lesson!".

"Hamza please just stop!" She managed to yell his name while sobbing, as soon as he climbed her and began kissing her like a hungry wolf. "Will you just stop, please!". She tried her possibly best to push him away, but he was way too stronger than her. He got himself into her and began thrusting mercilessly!

That night, he mercilessly tortured and raped her while calling her all sorts of names. All her pleadings, screaming and cries were to no avail. She has forgotten the saying that, "Men are like wolves, and struggling to stop them from getting what they want will only make them stronger!".

With a warm and charming smile on his face, he kissed her neck and then her forehead before withdrawing from the bed. He has gotten what he want and never cares the mess he got her into. He regards her as nothing but someone good in bed. She was nothing to his eyes nor does he has any feelings for her. She was just a slut, wretch, a whore and a nymph of darkness to him!

She wasn't good to be his wife and will never be. He has lost trust in her. But why should he even divorce such a hot wife? Someone that satisfies his sexual desire to the brim, even thou he hates and despise her so much? You could clearly see that through his eyes, the plain hate!

Hamza took his car keys and left bleeding Amina in the blemished bed, with a rampant smile plastered on his face, a distrustful look and a heart filled with hatred! He never turned even for once to glance at her nor has he regret what he did to her.

A sharp pain welcomed her abdomen immediately she tried pulling herself to a sitting position. That, hence made her to scream so loudly.

She was helpless. She wished Hamza could just come back, get hold of her tightly, sat her down, ask for her forgiveness and promise her a happily ever after. But that was just a wishful thinking!

Where was her loving Hamza? Where was the handsome and caring man she married? Could it be karma that took it course on her? She wallowed in her thoughts.

Minutes later, she mustered some potency despite the undying pains and withdrew from the bed to the large mirror adorning their bedroom. The person she saw reflecting back at her figure was a different one. A far more different person. She has became darker and thinner. She looked like one who has been infected by an STI. Her beauty was never there. Her elegant smile was forever gone.

With teary eyes she began thinking, "Where was the pretty lady in her? Where were her beautiful orbs? Was she really the one? Has a calamity stucked her. The rude Amina Muhammad Bugaje was never here, it was a different version here. The irresistible and charming Amina was far gone". She sobbed quietly.

Had she known, she would have never been bad in her life from the beginning. Men used to bow down for her, but today Hamza has been a pain in her neck.

She remembered. Everything about her spoke elegance, charming and class. But where were these now? She was different from her peers. She was the apple in her parent's eyes. She was left to her thoughts.

Then she gently returned back to her bed. Sobbing and thinking of her life in the past. She has regretted alot. She wished she could change everything in the blink of an eye. But it was too late. Karma has really downed on her.

"Life is dynamic. It is subjected to change!" Amina thought. Now she could clearly see what her dearest Mother had been trying to install in her. Had it been she has for once heed to her Mother's words and warnings, life could have been far better for her. But it was too late for her. Now she could clearly recall the days she missed prayers for partying and clubbing. The days she disobeyed her mother. It all came back to her. But it was too late for her to change........

Her name is Amina Muhammad Bugaje and here's the story of me
Her life, family and everything you might ask about her, and how She ended up with such a horrible man like Hamza.

She was beautiful and Irresistible but what was her character?
She is Amina Muhammad Bugaje. The Nymph Of Darkness.

Yours Truly
F M BELLO 💖

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