Mafia Conquest ( Mafia Love story #2 ) by KATHLEEN HAYAT (historical books to read .TXT) 📕

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یہ زندگی بھی عجیب ہے نا۔۔۔۔۔؟؟ صا حب!
اک دن مرنے کے لئے پوری زندگی جینی پڑتی ہے۔

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A sharp pain radiated off of her forehead and her whole body aches and is stiff. Hissing she tried to move but her back felt stiff. Slowly she opened her eyes but still met with dark. The only way she knew it was morning was the darkness is occurring less dark as compared to the night darkness.

Her hand shot up to her forehead and she hissed in pain feeling dried blood there. Slowly everything of the last night events sink in and bitter tears formed in her eyes.

The room was deadly silent which meant she's alone.

She slowly touched her aching arm which he held in his death grip and winced in pain. The mere touch is causing her pain. She knows it must be badly bruised. Then her hand touched the cheek where he slapped her. It was swollen.

When her Chachi used to slap her, she would feel pain but the man who slapped her was far from painful it was completely brutal.

Her eyes welled up more recalling his inhuman behavior. Allah knows what this man wanted from her. Even when she told him she didn't know where that Jamal is. He kept on pulling her hair mercilessly.

She must get out of this place!

Clutching her veil around her form, she covered her head and slowly with the help of a wall she roamed the room and again observed her surroundings. She found the restroom and did her routine. Her stomach grumbled and she bit her lips when hunger hit her.

Closing her eyes for brief second she opened it again and tried to console herself. "It's okay Anisah, you are strong remember the times you beard when Chachi made you starve, consider it one of that awful time. It will pass. Allah will help you." With that self motivation she wiped her tears.

The door to her room creaked opened and the girl dashed to the closed door of the restroom where she was in and applied pressure on it with her back so the person won't be able to come in.

Her eyes were closed and sobs threatened to escape her lips but her heart almost stopped when she heard a female voice coming from the room.

She felt the other person rattling with the door's knob. "P-please." A soft cry escaped her lips.

"Open up bacha (kid) I won't hurt you." The woman spoke softly and Anisah was hesitant but felt a ray of hope emerging in her. Wiping her tears she opened the door slowly waiting for the impact of slap or something but was met with soft hand on her elbow.

Opening her eyes the girl bit her lip as she hold the woman's hand. "P-please h-help me." She mumbled softly and in reply got nothing as the woman walked her to the bed and made her sit.

After few seconds of staring at the crying innocent girl the woman spoke up. "Beta (Child) I can't help you. Here," She made Anisah touch a dish as she placed a spoon and fork in her hand and she continued. "Eat this. I'll come to collect the dishes." With that said the woman stood up and Anisah too lurched up.

"P-please Auntie h-help me e-escape. T-that man, he'll k-kill me." She whispered crying. There was a silence for few seconds but then the woman left the room and her heart sank hearing the locking of door.

Numb she felt. It was like no one is human anymore.

Wiping her tears she softly sat on the bed feeling fear for herself. Her hunger long gone due their cruelty.

She wanted to cry in sujood (prayer) but unfortunately she didn't know the qibla direction. Crying she sat on the floor beside the bed and did the Zohar prayers, even tho she didn't know what time it is. She then cried and cried to her lord for peace and escape.

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"I want him alive in front of me in the next eight hours!" With that said he cut the call. His voice was calm yet deadly.

After a relaxing shower he changed into khaki Armani suit, hair in a bun, sharp eyes with thick beard. He was looking dominating and power oozed out of him.

The haveli was buzzing with life, after all it was Sana's wedding. Men and women were chattering in hall and kids run around. The haveli was decorated heavenly looking like a newly wedded castle. Waiters were serving starters and everybody waited for the barat to arrive.

But it never came.

Uncle Imran had a heart attack on hearing the news of the groom not coming and abandoning his daughter on her wedding. Yasmeen was crying. Amir and Ibrahim took Uncle Imran to hospital.

Storm was brewing inside Michael. "This was bound to happen after her kidnapping. No one will accept her." Rabia spoke up making Jhangir to yell out. "Don't start mom!"

"Look, Imran is in the hospital and we can't have these guests leaving like this it will be a disgrace on our family's name. We can make Afzal marry Sana." Rabia spoke out with fake concern making Yasmeen gasp.

Michael's jaw clenched in anger as his eyes landed on the numb crying bride. His sister Sana.

Uncle Sufyan spoke up. "Stop this Rabia." Rabia continued. "Trust me we should marry her with Afzal it will save the families name."