Possession by Laila Ali (best authors to read txt) 📕

"How much content do we have to trade?"

"Around 2000 kg. Heroin, caffeine powder, crystal meth, yaba pills"

"And how much we will earn?"

"Roughly, 48 million dollars from the third batch"

"And the last two were of weapons. Right?"

"Yeah"

"Then what is our plan B?"

"The refugees camps on the border"

"The numbers"

"38, 46, 23, 98, 73, 42, 65 and 50 to 57. Around 35 men will be waiting in each sent by Italians"

"And I guess, this work should be done as soon as possible. We already have an enemy over there. You remember, I told you about Talibans"

"Yeah, I do. The only threat is that if after the smuggle our men get attacked because it is impossible for them to stop the trade without knowing the camp numbers, exact date and location"

"And when we are leaving?"

"On the upcoming Sunday and for four days. Between these four days, we will bring our plan into action"

"Got it. And who else is aware about it?"

"Me, Shehryaar and you" he replied.

Unaware, Haseeb who was sitting by, now also knew there plan. Rather every detail of it.

He smirked. He got it done.

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Zahra's POV

After almost half an hour of driving we reached a  building which looked a nursery. As we entered the building, a woman in her mid – thirty approached us.

 "Good afternoon, sir. Thank you for sparing time out of your busy schedule, children will be delighted"

"I need to have word with the principal please escort my wife" he told and went somewhere.

Principal? What place is this?

"Sure sir"

"Oh Good afternoon mam, my name is Arshifa"

"Good afternoon and please call me Zahra"  As I said this other people standing near her turned towards me and looked at me differently .

Arshifa took me to an auditorium and made me sit in the first row right in front of centre of the stage.

She told me while ushering me to that both Irtaza and Moosa are shareholder of this organization and today is some annual function where Irtaza is invited as chief guest.

I turned my head around, noticing the ambience of the place and I see many people looking at me whispering, some smiling and I smiled back to them.

"Why is everyone looking at me like that?" I asked Arshifa who was now sitting beside me.

"Because they all are very grateful to you, Irtaza and Moosa sir"

"Please you are elder than me, just Zahra is fine. And I don't understand why me? I haven't done anything"

"This is your modesty. We have heard a lot about you. Our school has many branches where we educate orphans and children with special needs. This association is funded by both Irtaza and Moosa sir"

My lips formed an O shape. I never thought Irtaza and Moosa would be funding an organisation like that. They both look like bad mafia guys to me which they actually are and a work like that was never expected from them. Even today looking at Moosa, I could feel dominance and danger oozing out of him, though he had helped me before but this fact should not be neglected that he is Irtaza's friend. And like attracts like. 

"Arshifa miss is Miss Zahra here yet?" A little girl asked her, grasping my attention.

"I think that's me sweetheart" I spoke up, a small smile playing on my lips. I love kids. They are so innocent.

"Ohh really! thank you sho much for coming here my friends have been excited ever since we got to know. Here this for you" she said in her cute accent and passed me the box.

I took the box and opened it. 

"This is so sweet of you. I love it .thank you!" I said wearing the bracelet that was adorned with blue pearls .

"I made this myself" she said with a bunny smile

"You didn't have to sweety" I gave a kiss on her chubby cheek. She reminded me of Alizey.

"No everytime you send us so many gifts I thought I make one for you. God have to go for my performance is first" she said and left.

"Oh...ok all the best!"

"Which gifts?" I asked looking at Arshifa

"On every occasion Sir brings gifts for all the children with your name on them. And last month on your birthday they even went to picnic because of you. That's why all of them can't wait to meet you even the staff. Now I think I've to go the show is about to start" She said as soon as she saw Irtaza approaching me and than left.

Irtaza came and sat beside me .

"I don't understand Irtaza, what's happening?" I asked him.

"7 years back I started to fund this organisation because of you. My family has a very close relation to this specially Dadi and she had told the whole staff the reason for which I began to fund this organisation is you. And since then the whole staff has been insisting Dadi to bring you here as they all wanted to meet you and now the long awaited person has came that is why they all are so happy to see you"

"Really? You did this for me?" I was awestruck. 

Suddenly I placed my hand on his. I don't why I never initiated any kind of affection or intimacy when it came to him but today I wanted to let him know that this meant a lot. I was overwhelmed to say the least .

"Nobody has ever done this for me. Thank you" I said looking straight in his eyes. He looked at me for good minute. 

Grey against brown

"Anything for you senorita" he said and kissed the back of my palm intertwined with his.

This endearment that he uses for me all the time, today felt different.

After some cute dances and prize distribution we went home.

The ride back home was even though uneventful but still felt like a bliss, an escape.

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Author's POV

They both got out of the car and went to their respective rooms. On reaching her room, she had a shower and changed her clothes. The day was tiresome but nonethless a weird satisfaction was settled in her heart. His gesture had touched her heart. He did all of this for her. For her.