Mafia Conquest ( Mafia Love story #2 ) by KATHLEEN HAYAT (historical books to read .TXT) π
He didn't believe in love, considering it to be nothing more than a weakness. His life revolves around two things death and lust.
But everything changed, when she stumbled in his life, he wasn't supposed to see her, yet fate played its strings. He was drawn to the beauty with mesmerizing honey colored eyes and breathtaking smile.
She was the only soul so innocent and pure that became his temptation and obsession.
He knew she was forbidden for a man like him, yet the desire runs deep when the denial is stronger.
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The dinner went swiftly as none said a word and soon the maid came to clean the table. In kitchen the women were sitting in the small dining table sipping tea. Sana kept on rambling about the dresses as Yasmeen and Rabia laughed at her enthusiasm.
"Auntie can you bring Anisah tomorrow, I haven't met her for so long." Sana told their middle aged maid, Shazia, who've been working for them since last five years and had a niece, who's been a good friend of Sana as they are of same age.
"Sure!" Shazia replied cheekily as the women kept on talking about the dresses and jewelry.
The very next day Michael was back in front of the same mosque where he has seen that beauty a week ago. The man was unable to takeout her pious portrait out of his mind. He wanted to see her again, just once to calm his mind that the girl was real and not a mirage.
He stayed outside the mosque in his car staring at the railing, but she never came and the Prayer came to an end as people left the mosque in a crowd and soon the crowd so faded into their lives.
Sighing the man cursed at his own self for coming here like a lame idiot just to tell his conscience that she wasn't a mirage. How ridiculous wastage of time that was. It didn't matter to him that she's real or not, but one glance was all he asked for.
Shaking his head the man roared the engine to life and made a U turn as he was passing by the gates of the mosque. One last time he looked at the gate.
There she was, covered in a black loose maxi with a nude hijab covering her hairs and modesty as not once the girl looked up at anyone, her eyes casting down. She moved with steady slow rhythm as she's a flower and one wrong step will break her.
The man slowed the car to a turtle's pace earning loud horns from behind but he didn't give a flying shit about it.
His green hawk like eyes stared at her intensely as he couldn't make much of her features. The girl moved with such softness that the wind twirled around her maxi as she softly caressed the wall beside her as she walked, softly caressing the flowers as a soft smile tugged her features. She softly caressed everything that came in her touch as if she was sensing through them, talking to them. Her steps slow and tender.
When all of a sudden a man bumped into her. Making the girl fall as her hands landed on the floor saving her face.
A rage stormed in his hawk like eyes as he wanted to strangle the man that bumped into her, but before he could do anything. The girl got his attention as she searched for something on the floor. Her hands touched a white like thing. She slowly stand while opening that stick like thing and that was nothing other than white cane. His eyes widened in shock.
She's blind!
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