Sparkle of life ( Mafia Love story #1 ) by KATHLEEN HAYAT (uplifting novels TXT) 📕

Alizey felt an extreme wave of headache limping her mind like a storm as if tons of weight was placed on her. She felt heavy in her sleep like her body can't move.

With much difficulty she peered her eyes open but soon close them again when extreme brightness of sun rays hit her eyes. Slowly adjusting to the light the first thing that came in her mind was that she missed her fajar prayers. Grumbling sadly she made up her mind to finally get out of this silky soft bed, but last time she checked her bed sheets were of cotton.

Immediately she tried to sit up but felt a certain area of her stomach skin hurting and not only that her whole body felt painful, confused she rubbed her hands on her face but soon hissed out in pain, when her fingers caressed her forehead.

Ya Allah... what happened?

She removed the sheets from her body and tried to sit but was shocked when she realized what she's wearing and in whose room she is. Her eyes searched the room for his presence, but he was now where.

Her wrist felt itchy and unconsciously she slightly scratched almost screaming out in pain, as soon her eyes landed on her wrist they widened in complete horror.

On her wrist in the inner side was written a date XIX-XII-XXXIX (19th December 2019) it was written in black and skin around it was swollen and red.

Horror stricken she stumbled towards the mirror and looked at her own self horrified. She was wearing his large loose shirt reaching just above her knees. Her forehead was bandaged and one side of her face was swollen and was slightly purplish with finger marks.

As she continued to stare herself in the mirror all the memories came crashing down one by one , the call, his accusations, slap, paralysis and.... without thinking much she yanked her shirt up.

Her eyes teared up as she caressed the small swollen tattoo on the side of her stomach but not just any tattoo it was small beautiful red roses with ALEXANDER written skill fully on it.

Her lips trembled as her legs gave up, and she fell on the floor crying hysterically. Not few seconds had passed that Alex barged into the room but stopped at door frame seeing Alizey on the floor crying in front of the mirror.

Slowly he made his way towards her and crouched down in front of her. Her teary doe like eyes met his and just for a second he felt remorse after seeing the marks on her face and for doing this to her but it was soon gone as her images with Cane flashed in front of his eyes.

Slowly he twirled her strands of hair on his fingers as if enjoying her torment.

Her eyes landed on the same tattoo as hers on the inner side of his wrist, that same date.

In complete anger she slapped his hand away, and glared at him. "How could you?" She spoke with venom.

Oh! How much he likes her anger. Her fierceness! Her feisty tigress nature. "Let me see it." He said completely ignoring as he moved to pull up her shirt.

In pure rage she slapped his hand away and to intimidate him she stands on her knees in a kneeling position that now she feels like taller as he was still crouched on the floor and the next thing her hands grab his collar and yanked him forward.

His eyes were wide in shock as his face was in level with her collarbones and her small petite form was hovering his. Her lips were inches from his forehead as her breathing fanned his hairs.

"Don't you dare ever touch me again!" She seethed in low dangerous voice, her eyes blazed with fire.

Alex just stared at her as she continued. "Don't you have any shame?" She jerked him forward as her body was vibrating with rage. "You tattooed me against my will, even when I told you it's haram!" She snickered.

Alizey was expecting him to get angry or furious, but he did the total opposite, he smirked at her and in instant his large bulky tattooed arms wrapped around her waist as he pulled her body flush against his.

A gasp left her mouth as she pushed at his shoulders to get away, her struggling amused him more as his smirk intensified and the next thing, he kissed her skin just between her collarbones. 

"YOU!..ummfff..." She was about to scream at him when he shut her mouth with his one hand and other was still on her waist pressing her body against him. Due to his hand on her mouth her face was towards the ceiling and her bosoms arched into him, making him groan out loud, she tried to remove his hand from her mouth but her whole body froze when she felt him burying his face in her breasts.

Not just burying, he tilted his side ways as if creating friction and was groaning, with each groaning his hold on her tighten.

Deep crimson blush creeped up her neck, ears and cheeks, as desperate tears started forming in her eyes, she tried to struggle more and his hold tighten more.

In just mere seconds he holds her waist with both hands and had her in a straddling position, her legs on each side of him as she was sitting on his thighs. The distance caused by the changing of position was soon gone as he flushed her against him once again.

Her hair got open due to his rough behavior and curtained one side of their faces. "LET ME GO!" She yelled, her hands were on his shoulders pushing him away and in an instant he tied her hands behind her back with his tie.

Now she was completely on his mercy. All the rage drained out of her system and was now replaced with panic and fear.

"W-What are y-yo... mmmfff" He shut her speech once again with his hand and his other snaked to the small of her back as he flushed her against him once again. Her shirt rose up exposing her creamy thighs.

Her eyes were wide in horror as she realized her position and started struggling and wriggling really hard. Earning a deep growl from him. His chest vibrated with force. "STOP FUCKING MOVING WOMAN! YOU'RE MAKING ME HARD FOR YOU!"

Her body froze as ice as she felt his arousal. Her face paled as her body started trembling when his hand caressed her thigh in a sinister way. She shook her head in negative to stop him, but he completely ignored her. Her tears weren't stopping.

His other hand left her mouth to caress her exposed thighs. "P-please stop! Don't t-touch me!" She pleaded in a broken voice.

Her words only made Alex furious. He grabbed her hairs and pulled them harshly. "Why the fuck I can't touch you? I HAVE FUCKING RIGHTS ON YOU!" He yelled the last part making her cry.

"NO!" She yelled as with tears still flowing she continued. "You are n-not Muslim so this marriage isn't halal. I will never give my self to you like this." She whispered scared.