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

That was the end of Michael's patience as he snarled inhumanly. "SHUT IT! I don't want to hear a single advice from anyone!" He glared at Rabia as he slowly moved to his crying sister.

Her teary eyes met his and she hugged him while crying "b-bhai!"

"Jhangir! Make the guests leave right now. I don't give a shit about anyone. I will never make my sister marry a fucking driver for family's name!" He growled while caressing Sana's head.

Jhangir left immediately to do as told as Rabia looked scared of him and he continued. "I will definitely found out how the groom side got to know about Sana's kidnapping just an hour before the wedding and I'm going to make that person pay!"

Rabia was sweating and Uncle Sufyan took her away. Nodding at the crying Yasmeen auntie he took Sana to her room. Making her sit on the bed. He sat beside her. "Don't cry kiddo." He patted her head softly.

"That guy lost the diamond and trust me kiddo you'll find someone far more good than him." He spoke softly trying to comfort her.

Sana sniffed. "Papa! Bhai how's pa-pa." She whispered.

Nodding at her he replied. "Ibrahim called, Uncle is out of danger now." He assured.

"Why bhai? Why t-this is happening to me." She cried and laid on the bed crying on the pillows. Her sobs echoing in his ears making his blood boil in fury and vengeance.

***

Anisah jolted awake when she heard two gun shots being fired one after the other. Her heart started beating erratically. Clutching the veil tightly she scooted closer to the wall beside bed and cocooned herself.

The atmosphere was cold indicating it's late night. Anxiety was eating her alive when the door burst opened with such force. She thought it will come out of its hinges.

Gasping she abruptly stood up. From the bottom of her heart she was praying it to be the woman who brought her food but luck wasn't on her side when the echoing of boots reached her ear.

Dread creeped in every fiber of her body and her eyes teared up.

He's here!

He stopped just a step away from the trembling girl. He hasn't even said a word and she's crying with trembling.

"You might know. Today was Sana's wedding." The man spoke calmly but his deep voice held revenge.

The girl was aghast to know that this man knows about Sana but she kept her mouth shut.

"You must be happy to hear this but Sana's barat never came as they got to know about her kidnapping. They abandoned her." He hissed.

"W-What?" She stammered. Her face showed confusion and than pain and she shook her head in negative. "N-no." A sob was threatening to escape. "You're l-lying."

The girl palmed her face in despair and cried for Sana. This is cruel, her loving friend was abandoned on her wedding. "Allah why?" A soft cry escaped her lips.

The man was astounded to see such behavior from her. He wasn't expecting this. His eyes caught a scar on her hand. It was a severely burned mark but it was healed. The scar was there. Unintentionally he hold her hand in his large one hers looked so small and the man examined the scar.

Like lightening she snatched her hand away from his grip and yelled. "Don't t-touch me!"

Michael raised a perfect brow and in no time he was just inches away from her. The girl gasped and moved back into the wall.

Intentionally he slammed his palm on the wall beside her head earning a whimpering gasp from her.

A cold metal like substance touched her temple and the girl tried to move back in the wall. "You know what is this?" He spoke coldly, pocking the thing on her temple.

When she stayed quiet he spoke up. "It's a gun!" A terrifying shudder escaped her body and her teary eyes widened, when he continued. "I just shot your aunt and cousin Jameel with this few minutes ago." He said gliding the head of the gun to her cheek.

His words made her numb. He killed her Chachi and Jameel. She should be happy or more like at peace but no she was terrified out of her wits. He going to kill her too.

His hot breath fanned her forehead and she realized how close he is. On their own her hand shot up to his chest to push him but he wasn't even budging.

If possible he got even more closer almost touching her. She was feeling his dominating aura. Panicked stricken she hit his chest with her tiny fists and in seconds her frail wrists were taken in a deadly grip by his one hand and slammed on the wall above her head.

A sharp cry escaped her lips and her body arched. "I will not kill you. Not yet!" He whispered near her face making her close her eyes tightly. Few honey strands adorned her face as his gun caressed and pocked at her plump pink lips lustily.

"P-please!" A soft cry escaped her lips and she turned her face aside and hid her lips inside her mouth. But her veil fall to her shoulders and her sawn like white neck was on his view and he slowly caressed her neck with his gun. Her whole body was quivering and shuddering, she was trying to struggle.

"Lajawab." 
(Priceless)

He breathe, caressing the thudding vein in her neck with his gun. A soft cry escaped her lips as he loosened his hold a bit but not enough to let her go.

"Tell me about it. How you planned to kidnap Sana?" He asked calmly moving a bit away from her but not leaving her wrists.

"W-wh-a-t" She croaked out confusion coursed through her features. "I-I d-didn't." She whispered softly not understanding anything at all.

"Please l-leave m-me." She cried. She was looking extremely innocent and naive. He felt like every word coming from her mouth is true.

Her ring scratched his hand as she was struggling. Taking it out of her finger he examined it and mocked a laugh. "That bastard of your fiance gave you a fake gold ring."

The girl didn't said a word. That Zain didn't gave the fake ring it was her aunt who changed the ring with fake one and kept the gold one for herself. Anisah easily identified it due the weight variation but she could care less.