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

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دل ناداں کچھ تو حوصلہ رکھ
خدا جو بھی کرے گا بہتر کرے گا۔

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             "Fuck!"

Michael cursed loudly as he slammed his fist on the wall so harshly that his own knuckles started to bleed.

Not any of the three men said a word as they stared it him.

"That bastard Ali Agha kidnapped Ibrahim!" He yelled loudly as he punched the wall again.

Zaroon ran a hand through his hair in frustration as he felt like killing those bastards. Amir and Jhangir were tensed at that news.

"What does he want?" Zaroon asked seriously as he was aware that Ali Agha never do such stupid acts without any purpose. He was a one fine cunning bastard.

Michael closed his eyes for a brief second as he breathed in deeply. "He wants me dead." He spoke calmly as the storm was still brewing inside of him.

Silence followed in the surroundings as no one dared to speak a word. If Ali Agha thinks it's easy to kill Michael Sheikh then he is in fucking hallucination.

"What will we do now?" Asked Jhangir in tensed voice. They didn't want to lose their one brother on the life of the other.

Michael turned around facing them as his eyes were cold now and his posture intimidating. "I'm going to save him. If Ali Agha wants me dead then he'll have me." Michael spoke so calmly in his cold voice that Jhangir felt chills in his spine at his cold tone.

"But bhai-" Amir tried to reason but one glare from his side stopped him mid sentence.

As the silence followed they got the hint that the conversation is over.

Anisah was shifted into the haveli in Michael's room. She can still remember the day when she had touched him for the very first time and felt his body as she considered it to be canvas on the wall but it ended up in her utter embarrassment when she realized it was a man.

She smiled softly at the thought as she inhaled his scent from the sheets. She was told that their house is under construction as it got badly damaged due to fire and Anisah has to stay in haveli with the family for a couple of weeks, and she didn't mind it at all.

Last night Michael brought her here and then left immediately saying that he needs to do some urgent work.

Anisah isn't stupid to toss it off. She knows very well someone tried to kill her in her own house. She was drugged and then was left to burn alive but luckily Michael came and save her.

After knowing Michael this much, she's hundred percent sure that Michael will look into the matter and will surely try to find out whose behind it.

The mere thought of it that someone almost killed her in her own house was terrifying. This clearly meant Michael has a lot of enemies.

Sometimes she thinks what he does for living. Even tho she knows he handles their family business but it's not only that. Her man is dangerous that is clear as light, and she has also seen the glimpses of it when he kidnapped her along with Shazia and Jameel. But every time this thought emerges in her mind, she pushed it away not willing to think about it all. Maybe this is childish of her, but she didn't want to accept it.

Anisah was scared senseless after that incident of fire but after Michael consoled her she became relaxed.

Now just to forget about that incident, she kept her mind focus on the euphoria of getting her sight back. Dr. Riya has told her that they'll remove the gauze in a week. The time prolonged due to her excess crying which was about to cause an infection but gladly that didn't happen but it did slow the process of healing but nonetheless she'll be able to see in a week.

She has thought a lot about it and secretly she has planned that the first person she'll see after the removal of gauze will be none other than her Michael. She wanted to see his face as the first thing, so she could keep that memory in mind forever to cherish.

She smiled thinking about her thoughts as she freshened up and went downstairs for breakfast with help of her cane.

Everyone was already on the breakfast table. When Auntie Yasmeen notes Anisah's presence, she immediately went to help the girl. "Why are you coming down alone dear? Where's Michael?" She asked softly as she guided the girl to the dining table.

Anisah smiled at her loving nature. When aunt Yasmeen and uncle Imran got to know about the incident last night they were hysteric as the threw millions of worried questions at them but nonetheless they hugged them both and thanked Allah that they got saved.

"He went for some work." She replied softly as she sat on one of the chairs with the help of Yasmeen.

"What is wrong with our boys? First Amir, Jhangir and then Michael and Allah knows where that Ibrahim is gone from yesterday!" Aunt Yasmeen spoke with pure concern dripping from her voice.

"They're not kids Yasmeen. They can take care of themselves so just relax." Came the chill voice of aunt Rabia as in she's in a bitter mood but Anisah ignores her remark towards Yasmeen as she thought that Rabia is always like this, bitter. Allah knows how a cheerful joyous man like Jhangir is her son, literally."

They were eating there breakfast in silence as uncle Imran and Sufyan talked about certain deal but other than that women stayed quiet mostly because both Anisah and Yasmeen didn't want to hear any bitter remark from Rabia.

On cue heavy footsteps are heated and it felt like and army is coming in the haveli but happily it wasn't any army but the Sheikh brothers.

The footsteps didn't approach in the dining room except for one as they all stayed in the lounge.

A Salam was greeted by Jhangir to everyone as they greeted back.

"Michael bhai wants everyone in the lounge." He spoke, his voice serious which felt unfamiliar on Jhangir.

A dread like feeling filled Anisah as aunt Yasmeen helped her, and they all went to the lounge immediately. A frown etched on elders' forehead as they prayed for everything to be fine.

As soon as they gathered up there a voice spoke up. "Please y'all should sit." It was Zaroon's voice as told the elders to sit. Aunt Yasmeen sat on the sofa along with Anisah. "Ya Allah, please don't let it be any bad news." Anisah heard aunt Yasmeen mumbling it under her breath.

On cue uncle Imran spoke up. "Where's Ibrahim? He should've been with you guys." His voice concerned as his forehead was scrunched in tension as lines appeared on his forehead making him look older.

"Ibrahim is kidnapped." Michael broke the ice as a horrified gasp were heard from everyone.

"No!" A shrill no escaped from Yasmeen's lips as the woman stood enraged.

"Do you know, what are you speaking young man?" Yasmeen asked enraged as she stood in front of Michael, making him look down not meeting his mother like aunt's gaze.

His one action spoke a thousand words as aunt Yasmeen was about to fall down with dizziness when Michael immediately hold her in his arms as uncle Imran yelled. "YASMEEN!" And everybody gasped as they moved forward.

Michael immediately placed the crying form of Yasmeen on the settee. She was looking as the life was just sucked out of her in a couple of seconds. She was crying by now on uncle Imran's shoulder as she kept on shaking her head in negative.

"Not my son, Allah please not my son." She kept on crying as the lines on uncle Imran's forehead deepened, and he looked broken.

Michael couldn't see his family like this. His heart felt like shredding into pieces as he looked away.

"What will we do?" Asked uncle Sufyan concerned.

Michael can feel aunt Yasmeen's and uncle Imran's eyes on him, and he knows he is their hope and their savior.

"I will bring him back." He spoke with utter confidence and sincerity that at that moment Yasmeen knew, he will bring her son back.

Aunt Yasmeen stood up as she hugged him tightly and started crying on his shoulder. Michael never got to feel the love of mom for a long time, even tho Yasmeen treated him like her own son but this was beyond happiness as he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her back like a child yearning to get all the affection from her mother. At that moment he felt strong because deep down he knew her prayers are with him.

"Don't worry aunt, I'll bring my brother back." He told aunt Yasmeen softly as the woman cupped his face. "You are my strong son, go bring your brother back but in no way I want to lose my one son to get another back. I want both of my sons back." She spoke strongly with trust in her eyes as he patted his head, like mother do. He felt extremely emotional at that moment but controlled himself.

Then his eyes landed on the small frail form, who was facing him but biting her lower lips, and he knew she's trying to control her tears.

"We'll be outside waiting." Zaroon said as Amir, Jhangir and Zaroon went outside and elders to left the lounge as they knew Michael would like to talk to his wife.

Michael took two steps, and he was in front of his doll. Two of his fingers put pressure under her chin lightly as he made her face up towards him.

On cue her chin wobbled and her lips quiver making his heart to swell in her love as he kissed her forehead passionately.

"I-Ibrahim bhai i-is in d-danger?" She asked softly with trembling lips.

Michael caressed her rogue honey strand behind her ear. "Yes Habibti." He told her softly.

"A-are y-you going t-to s-save him?" She asked softly with wobbly chin, ready to cry any moment.

"Yes doll." He spoke smoothly as he cupped her face from side and the girl immediately leaned her face in his hand like a small baby making his heart to flutter at her innocence.

"You w-will b-bring him back?" She asked softly as Michael observed her almost crying form.

"Yes biwi (wife)." He cooed softly as his thumb caressed her cheek and draw circles on her soft baby skin.

"You will c-come b-back t-to me?" She asked with wobbly chin and on its own the words left his mouth.

"Insha Allah, Habibti." That was it, the girl immediately wrapped her frail arms around his muscular build as she hugged him but before she could start crying. Michael warmed her not to making her to bite her lower Lipton stop her tears.

"P-promise me you'll save Ibrahim b-bhai and c-come back to me." She tried to tell him sternly but it came out rather pleading.

"I promise, meri jaan (my life)." He promised softly as he tightened his hold on her body.

Anisah hiccuped and moved back from him. Michael chuckled at her cute hiccup.

"Dekho maine tumhe abhi se yaad karna shuru kardia."
(See I've started missing you already.)

He teased and out of blue his lips landed on hers as he kissed her passionately. Anisah was taken off guard, but she immediately responded to him with same passion.

Anisah broke the kiss as they both panted. Her cheeks turned red beetroot and her lips swelled.

Michael so desperately wanted to see her honey eyes.

"My prayers a-are with you. May all the harms stay away from you. May you succeed. Go like a water and come back like a wind." She spoke the words with so much love and for a second Michael felt like she's sending him on a war.

His heart thanked the lord after so many years for giving him this precious angel as he kissed her forehead one last time.

Aunt Yasmeen was continually crying as she sat on the prayer mat, praying for her sons in front of her lord. She cried and cried.

Her cries didn't make Anisah's heart at ease, it only made her worried to deepened as her heart sank more just by thinking about it.

Slowly the girl stood up from the bed and made her way to aunt Yasmeen as she sat beside her and then hugged her from the side.

"Auntie please d-don't cry." She mumbled softly as she hugged her aunt tightly whose crying seized a bit as she stared at the girl.

"If you k-keep on c-crying t-then I won't be able to stop my tears." She spoke softly as she laid her head on aunt Yasmeen's arm just like a child would do.

"They took my son Anisah." Auntie cried out as she started crying again, making worry to seep in Anisah's heart.

"M-Michael will save Ibrahim bhai, and they'll come back." Anisah spoke confidently as she tried to make this statement clear not only for aunt Yasmeen but also for herself.

She must stay strong for him. He will come back to her.

"Insha Allah." Aunt Yasmeen spoke as she still kept on crying.

When one person is trying to tell his heart that everything will be fine and nothing will happen wrong and at the same point another person is crying and being scared. It really effects the first person's confidence of positively as all the wrong scenarios also started to play in their head.

Anisah didn't want it. She wanted to keep herself positive thinking about all the good things. She believes that they'll come back. But the lack of hope in Yasmeen auntie's voice is killing Anisah alive.

"Auntie stop crying, you're making me loose hope!" Anisah spoke bit angrily with trembling lips as she tightened her hold around Yasmeen auntie.

Aunt Yasmeen stopped crying as she realized the situation of the young girl. Anisah is absolutely right. This small frail girl is trying to be so strong and confident. Her words show how she beloved Allah that everything will be fine, and she's scaring the poor girl with all her cries. Where on the other hand it has to be her, who should behave maturely.

"I'm sorry." Aunt Yasmeen mumbled softly as she hugged the girl back making her speak up immediately. "Please don't say that." Came the soft voice of Anisah as they both hugged each other. Both waiting for their loved ones to come back to them safe and sound.

"Anisah." Aunt Yasmeen spoke softly as she called the girl. Anisah moves a bit back, so she can face Aunt Yasmeen. "Don't tell about this to Sana." Yasmeen told her softly as she very well knew it's better this way. And she prayed wholeheartedly that her sons come back to her all fine before the news of his kidnapping goes out.

Anisah nodded her head in understanding as she knows that Sana was better off not knowing about it. She won't be able to take such horrible news. She won't be able to cope with so it's best to keep her in dark about this whole scenario and just pray for Michael and Ibrahim bhai to come back soon before the news could reach in Sana's ear. She'll be devastated.

Uncle Imran was sitting in his study. His head rested on his two fingers as he massaged his temple. The deep tensed lines on his forehead was a clear give away, how concerned and disturbed he is about the situation. His heart years for his son as a tear escaped his eye. He prayed that his son will be fine because if anything to happen to him, he will not blink an eye before killing each and every one who's behind it.

Uncle Imran then went to mosque to pray his zuhr prayer there as he prayed for the safety of his family and sons.

Anisah was in her room, folding her prayer mat when she heard loud wails. Her brows scrunched up and her heart fell in the pit of her stomach, thinking something bad might've happened.

She immediately with the help of her cane went down almost about to trip in the stairs due to her wobbly steps as she made her way to the lounge from where the voices were coming from.

It was Sana.

She was crying loudly speaking incoherent words as she heard Sohaib's voice as he tried to calm her.

"You lied to me!" She cried accusingly and Anisah from deep down knew she's accusing aunt Yasmeen for it.

"It's not like that." Aunt Yasmeen tried to reason as she sat beside Sana on the other side and cupped her face softly but Sana just shook her head. Crying loudly.

"If it wasn't for Aunt Rabia, nobody would've told me." Sana cried, Aunt Yasmeen glared at Rabia who just looked as if she did the most right thing in the planet of earth.

"Don't cry Sana. Michael will bring Ibrahim back." Aunt Yasmeen spoke softly to her crying daughter as she wiped her tears softly. Seeing her daughter like this, her own resolve was on the brink.

"Why this is happening?" Sana cried out making Anisah to bite in her lips as she slowly made her way to the girl. On cue Sohaib stood up from his seat and told Anisah to sit there beside Sana.

Anisah sat beside her and then softly took her hands in her own. She felt Sana's gaze on her. "You shouldn't cry Sana, we need to stay strong for them." She spoke softly trying to make her sister like friend to understand the situation.

It's not a time to break and cry as if they've already lost but it's the time to stay strong and pray because everything is in Allah's will, and he'll surely bring them back to her.

"Ibrahim bhai and Michael aren't alone. Amir, Jhangir and Zaroon bhai are also with them." She tried to make Sana strong because she can't bear to see her friend in such condition and her words were somehow affecting Sana as her crying seized a little but not completely.

"I pray that person die who kidnapped my brother." Sana cried out as she tried to wipe her tears. 

"I can't bear to lose my brother Anisah." She cried out again as she hugged Anisah, who hugged her back as she softly patted her back to calm her down.

"You shouldn't have done that Rabia." Aunt Yasmeen spoke angrily to aunt Rabia who made a fake hurt face as if aunt Yasmeen's words are like ice on her wounds.

Anisah realized where this going as she softly mumbled to Sana. "Let's go to your room." Anisah's voice calm and soft as she helped to cry Sana up. Sohaib was beside Sana in a second as he holds her shoulders and started walking towards the stairs.

Anisah face where aunt Rabia was supposed to be standing. "You shouldn't have told her about this auntie." Anisah spoke in a soft voice as she didn't want to hurt her, but she just couldn't keep it in and not to speak.

Her words somehow tempered aunt Rabia to great extent as she took a deadly step towards Anisah. "Don't speak to me like that girl. Just don't forget your limits, you gold digger!" She yelled harshly on Anisah's face as she immediately left from there in anger. Her heels clicking loudly on the posh floor.

Aunt Yasmeen was stunned at Rabia's such behavior. It was extremely rude and unethical of her. She will definitely have a word or two with her.

Aunt Yasmeen immediately came in front of a shocked and stiffened Anisah. "Don't take her words to your heart Anisah. Rabia is out of her mind right now." Aunt Yasmeen spoke the first part softly but her voice became angry in the last part.

Anisah shook her head in negative as she faked a soft smile. Not uttering another word, she excused herself from there as she slowly with the help of her cane started moving upstairs and then to Sana's room.

She softly knocked on the door and Sohaib opened the door. Sohaib knew it would be better for Sana to spend some time with Anisah as Anisah will calm her down.

As soon as Anisah was in the room. Sohaib went out of the room and closed the door behind him.

Anisah can hear soft sniffing as she went and sat beside Sana on the bed. "Don't cry." Anisah told her softly.

"I can't help it." Sana cried slowly as she wiped her tears, but they kept on falling.

"Don't cry, you're making me feel like crying as well." Anisah spoke softly as she tried to make Sana calm but the girl was adamant on crying rather than praying to her lord.

"Will they hurt him?" Sana asked with big tearful eyes as she was continually crying.

Anisah didn't know what to say on that. Only Allah knows what they're doing to Ibrahim bhai but that didn't mean they should lose hope.

They should stay strong and keep their thinking positive because after that's all they can do.

"We should keep our hopes high." Anisah tried to make Sana understand her point of view.

But Sana just kept on crying. "Will they kill my brothers?" Sana asked wailing her eyes out.

That was it. The pressure Anisah was holding from morning came all crashing down as her own eyes teared up and the to familiar stinging appeared in her eyes as she started crying with small sobs.

It made Sana's crying to seize as she stared at crying Anisah. "He went to save Ibrahim bhai. I d-don't know i-if-" A sob broke out from her throat. "If something h-happened to h-him I w-won't be able to live." Anisah cried out making Sana all worried.

Sana was so much engrossed in Ibrahim's bhai kidnapping that she didn't think how it will affect Anisah when her husband has gone to his save his brother risking his life.

"I'm sorry, they will come back to us." Sana spoke softly this time, her posture was like Anisah's that was minutes ago and Anisah's posture was like Sana's minutes ago.

Anisah couldn't stop crying as she felt the burning in her eyes increasing. "I was trying so damn much not to cry but you made me cry SANA!" Anisah's spoke the last part angrily making Sana worried as she started mumbling soft sorry.

After few minutes Anisah calmed down but her gauze was completely wet. Sana removed the gauze softly as she put the medicine which is prescribed eye drops in Anisah's both half opened eyes, and then she placed a neat clean gauze around her eyes.

They were so tired with all the crying and tension that they didn't realise when they dozed off. They woke up at dinner time.

They freshened up and went downstairs as everyone sat on the dining table but no one had much of an appetite as they just sat there.

Anisah wasn't feeling fine, her heart was in turmoil as after every second her heart sent prayers his way.

On cue, they heard footsteps and then a gasp of aunt Yasmeen was heard that made Anisah panicked as she immediately stood up. Praying for his safety in her heart again and again.

"What are y'all doing here?" Asked the worried voice of Uncle Imran.

Anisah couldn't understand who is here, why there's tension surrounding them.

"Michael didn't let us come." Came the all to familiar voice of Zaroon making the dread to creep up in Anisah's body as she felt light-headed all of a sudden. But she maintained her composure as she wanted to know everything.
She can feel darkness paving its way in her senses as she heard Zaroon's last words before unconsciousness consumed her.

"He went alone!"