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

•••

ہم جیسے پھول روز کہاں کھلتے ہیں!!!
سیاہ گلاب بڑی مشکل سے ملتے ہیں!!!

•••

"Huh!" She mumbled confused and scared not getting what he's implying.

Michael didn't bothered to elaborate anything to her as he moved to the bed side table and picked up the dish of food and sat on the bed in front of her. The girl moved back at his sudden behavior.

"Here eat something." He places the plate of food in front of her on the bed.

The girl just sat their like statue. Even tho she was hungry before but now even the delicious aroma of food didn't change her mind, she was scared in his presence and the thing that he knows the truth and still not letting her go is eating her brain.

"Eat!" He spoke loudly making her flinch. Michael's patience was running thin at her such behavior.

"I'm n-not h-hungry. J-just let m-me go!" She whispered with scared voice.

That's it! She hasn't eaten anything from two days, was merely surviving on tap water and to top it all has lost blood due to injury and still she's resisting to eat.

"Are you eating by yourself or you want me to feed you because girl..." He intentionally caressed her cheek with his knuckles and like flash the girl flinched back and he continued.

"If I had to feed you. I'll make you sit on my lap with my arms all around your body keeping you in place. And will force the food down your throat. Now you want that?" He asked calmly as if he hasn't sucked the life out of the girl just by his mere words.

Anisah's mouth was opened ajar in horror and her face was pale as lifeless. Her wide eyes stared from where his voice was coming.

She so desperately wanted to call him 'bloody blackmailer' but she chooses to seal her mouth shut. And she didn't know why but from the bottom of her heart she knows, he'll do it.

A frail hand came out from her sheet castle and she slowly touched the plate then she slowly dragged the plate inside her castle and the next thing her face to disappeared inside her sheet castle.

Michael stared stunned at this child like tactics. And for a second he thought that he's treating with a child. Weird! But cute!

Wait! what?

The voice of spoon clattering with plate indicated she was eating and in few minutes half eaten plate was slowly pushed out of her sheet castle and she to bothered to show her face.

Her appetite is so small just like her frame.

"Water?" He asked calmly. The girl kept her eyes down covered by thick long lashes but nodded slowly.

Anisah couldn't understand why this man was being good to her. Let it be for a second, but what does he want.

She felt the glass of water touching her lips so she immediately took it from him and drank the water completely.

Michael places the plate and glass on the bedside table and now he was staring at her.

She could feel his heated gaze on her and it made her highly uncomfortable. When all of a sudden his voice reached her ears.

"What's your name?" He asked calmly in his deep bone chilling voice.

'Tumhari mout' 
(Your death)

Her brain spoke the line she heard in one of the TV serials where the villain asked the same question and the hero replied with this but she surely can't say this to this evil angry man. He will probably kill her painfully and will slap her to death.

She felt utter discomfort when she applied weight on her injured foot and her fingers observed the stitches. 'Ya Allah they sew my foot' And tears pooled in her eyes just by the thought of needles piercing her skin and sewing it like clothes.

Michael stared at her continuously changing expressions and her tears literally made him angry. Who the fuck in their right mind cries when someone ask about their name.

"Name?" He growled. Anisah came out from the haze of her needles and stitches but his deep growl scared her even more than the fact of stitches.

"A-a-nisah...R-Rehman." She stuttered with teary eyes.

Silence resided in each corner for couple of seconds and was broken by his deep throaty voice.

"Anisah."

The way he said her name wasn't normal at all. Gulping she tried to scoot more away from him to the other side of the bed when his voice halted her.

"Why are you hiding in sheets?" He asked calmly.

Anisah didn't feel good at all in his presence. His dominating presence was suffocating her. She wanted to get away from him. So instead of replying she scooted more away from him to the other side but unfortunately the bed ended before her realization and thud... she was on the floor groaning in pain.

Michael stared at her small form tangled inside sheets and the most intimidating man couldn't stop the smile from forming on his lips.

Shaking his head the man left the room. Leaving the girl tangled in sheets on the floor.

***

"Sarkar! That guy Sameer wants to meet you. He work for 'Scorpions' and according to him. He brought some information regarding David's upcoming raid on our penthouse in Lahore."  One of his man Asad informed him in respectful voice.