# On This Night Author: Mara Vale Site: ReadNovelHub Canonical: https://readnovelhub.com/novel/on-this-night Genre: Contemporary novels ## World Three ways out. One locked door. Danah must decide whether to flee her family's judgment or trust the only man who refuses to yield. ## Tropes - Rejected Mate - Billionaire Romance - Contemporary novels ## FAQ ### What is On This Night about? Three ways out. One locked door. Danah must decide whether to flee her family's judgment or trust the only man who refuses to yield. ### Who is the author of On This Night? On This Night is written by Mara Vale. Read Chapter 1 free on ReadNovelHub. ### Is On This Night a Rejected Mate story? Yes. On This Night is tagged for Rejected Mate, Billionaire Romance readers looking for North American romance-fantasy tropes. ### Can I read On This Night Chapter 1 for free? Yes. Chapter 1-5 Free. Weekly VIP trial from Chapter 6. Start On This Night on ReadNovelHub. ### What happens at the start of On This Night? The majlis smells of Oud and cardamom, and no one has opened a window since the afternoon. I sit where I sat the last time, on the left of the Sadr, my Abaya folded closed over my knees, my hands inside the cloth. ## Chapter 1 teaser ### Chapter 1 The majlis smells of Oud and cardamom, and no one has opened a window since the afternoon. I sit where I sat the last time, on the left of the Sadr, my Abaya folded closed over my knees, my hands inside the cloth. The Shaila is pinned. I checked it in the car, twice, and again in the corridor before I came in. Hatim Al-Rumaih is not sitting down. He stands by the Dallah with his Misbaha in one hand, thumb moving bead to bead, and the room has arranged itself around that fact. Two of my cousins have stopped talking. The steward has stopped pouring. "The same matter came to this house before," he says. "It was settled." Nobody answers. My uncle studies the carpet. I know the three ways. I have used all three here. I left once, in the middle of the Gahwa, and the corridor ran longer than the wall outside. I shut myself in my mother's rooms for a month, and the month ended. I fought the majlis once, in front of a full Sadr, and I won the argument and lost the seat. Hatim turns his finjan a quarter turn and sets it down without drinking. "There is no other time," he says. "It is this night." The steward's hand goes still over the Dallah. Someone at the far end of the room shifts, and the sound is loud because everyone else has stopped. My uncle rises—not to speak, only to rise—and behind me the wing door is opened by a hand that knows the hinge. I keep my eyes down on my cuff. Black cloth, one silver button, the small drag of the seam at my wrist. I do not look up at him. The hand at the door was Khalid's, and the door was not opened for me. He held it wide with his eyes on the carpet while the elders went through one at a time, and the corridor took them, and the sound of their steps went away down it. "Sit," my uncle said from the middle of the room, not turning. I was alr Read free: https://readnovelhub.com/novel/on-this-night/chapter/1