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

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نہ عشق با ادب رہا، نہ حسن میں حیا رہی
ہوس کی دھوم دھام ہے نگر نگر گلی گلی۔

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He slammed his lips on her soft ones. Her eyes widened in horror and her body became numb for few seconds as her mind contemplated what's happening.

As soon as his lips moved on her, a chilling shudder passed her body as she instantly tried to push him but no avail. He was holding her firmly and his lips were moving in a bruising manner.

Large desperate tears escaped her eyes as she tried her best to wriggle out of his hold but his grip was that of steel.

A painful yelp escaped her mouth when he harshly bit her lower lip and sucked on it. He was eating her lips.

As he left her mouth for a gulp of breath. The girl shrieked out. "S-Stop p-plea—umphhh"

His lips smashed on hers again, not letting her speak as his hand moved in her thick silky locks. Clasping his hand around her hairs, he pulled on it harshly making her arch into him.

The girl groaned painfully as she hid her lips inside her mouth, making him growl as he yanked her hairs more harshly earning a muffled cry from her as she was still hiding her lips in her mouth.

Growling his harsh kisses tainted her jaw. His hot breath felt like fire on her as his beard caressed her skin, making everything more rugged. "P-please s-stop!" Anisah cried out.

But Michael was gone far in the daze. Her plump luscious lips tasted like cherries. Her shirt fall down from one of her shoulders as it was loose. Her milky skin, that swan like neck was turning him crazy.

His kisses trialed down to her neck as he bit her there. He was in complete daze of wanting. His body needs her and only her. He needs to take her, that was his only thought.

Her struggling died down slowly and when her body sagged. His eyes shot up to her face to find her unconscious.

"FUCK!" He cursed out loud. Staring at her unconscious face for the longest of the times. He slowly picked her up bridal style and left the study.

Her hairs falling back as her head was dangling back. Her swan like neck and collarbones were visible to his evil eyes as he left his study.

Amma gasped as soon as she saw the condition of the girl but before Amma could come any close. He spoke. "Amma you can go to your quarters."

Amma instead of his order tried to come closer to the girl when he gritted through his teeth. "I said leave Amma!"

That was it. Amma stared at him with wide eyes as this was the first time he was yelling on her. Glaring at him, she spoke. "I hope you won't touch her!" With that said, she gave the girl a last sympathetic look and left.

Michael gritted his teeth in anger. Amma can't stop him from touching her. If he wants to do something, he'll do it. No one can stop him.

Reaching the guest room where the girl was kept. He slowly entered the room, closing the door with his foot. He slowly placed her on the bed.

Backing away he stared at the doll figure beauty. Her long honey locks spread across the pillow. Cheeks stained with tears. Tip of the nose completely red with swollen red lips. His bite mark completely visible on her lip and neck making him sadistically satisfied.

Her always veiled body was unveiled and her beautiful curves were inviting his beast like never before. The soft rhythm of her breath. The slow rising and falling of her chest ignited him.

Her body was that of a doll. Fragile and hot. Cursing under his breath. He covered her goddess body with the sheets for the sake of his own sanity. Even tho the clothes were loose and still he was going crazy.

He stand there staring at her face for the longest of the times. Taking a seat on the couch beside her bed. He sat down.

She must have to accept this, she can't leave this place not now, not ever. He'll make sure of it.

First time ever in his life, he's attracted towards someone to this extent. She's doing things to his body, just with her innocence.

She's like a quest which he'll conquer.

He's always one of the dominant, rough male with his flings or one night stands. He didn't know what softness is. He didn't know what love is. He can't control his beast when he's near her.

And the leader of his men. The great alpha male is unable to understand how to react with this girl. After she's far to different from his usual flings.

Michael Sheikh is lost to understand, how to treat a girl to whom you're attracted. All his life, he worked hard for the position of the leader and after then on wards. He always got what he wanted and now he wants her. His life wasn't a bed of roses. It was more like bed of thorns. Which made him into a man he's today.

He can't take that dominance, authority and rage of power out of his system. It's in his blood.

She is right, if she considers him jungli janwar (wild animal) because that what he is and that is what he'll ever be.