Possession by Laila Ali (ink ebook reader TXT) 📖

Everyone was frantically moving here and there like total lunatics. Their heart was thumping in their chest. Only one thing was in their mind, 'there should be no mistake.' The people sitting in the grey and blueish glass cabins of the office were filled with utter terror. They all knew their single mistake would humiliate to a level they never knew ever existed. So all of them were trying their best to control the hysteric nerves and survive the most havocal 5 minutes of their life as they were informed this morning there CEO, Irtaza Haider Syed will be on his rounds. It was to tell the news here and there, their eyes came out of the sockets. His name alone erupted the fire of fear in them because all of them knew who their boss was and what power he actually had.

The rounds started after five minutes and all of the workers were trying hard to compose themselves. The hearts were beating wildly. All of them were well aware of how much a calculative and short-tempered man the CEO was and they can't afford, him losing his temper. They all remembered that incident carved in their memory when a co-worker countered the CEO and barked shit to him, he was badly beaten then fired immediately and after two days they all were informed of his death. He was shot between his eyes and most of his bones were badly broken.

Lack of discipline, unprofessional work, slacking, disrespecting him, and disobedience was not tolerated in his office. And one won't do that unless you have a death wish. He demanded complete devotion and extra hard work from his subordinates without even a single mistake.

Within 2 to 3 minutes the rounds were over and the office filled with sighs of relief. They all can feel their heartbeat going back to normal. They were utterly terrified of this man but the huge amount of the salary they get at the end of the month forced them to survive him.

"Boss, Khurram Osmani is not stopping installing spies among us," Yawar informed as soon as they both entered his office.

"He wants to cease the consignment shipping at any cost."

"Let him. When is Moosa coming back?" he asked whilst sitting on his black swivel chair.

"The first installment will be shipped within next two to three days then he will be back."

"What about the second and third one?"

"Second is at the end of this month and third in the middle of next month."

"Hmm... this work should be winded up as soon as possible then I will personally deal with that Osmani."

"Let him install spies as much as he can at the end he will be fucking begging for mercy." he chuckled thinking of the shit he will do to him when finally his enemy will be in his claws.

"He is keeping tabs on us. He has hired people which are monitoring our every activity." Yawar informed

"Let him do whatever the shit he is doing Yawar. He does not know what plans I've for him,"

"Inform me when Moosa comes back. You may leave," he ordered and Yawar left the office.

He wanted to say something more to his boss but he didn't find it important. The matter at the hands, for now, was the shipping of drugs consignment, not Asim. Yawar was keeping tabs on Asim and after monitoring his activities of the recent years he came to know that from the last 5 years he suddenly had grown rich. He and his friend Waqas were involved in raping girls but Waqas being in the police department covered up the case thus saving them both. Moreover, both of them started a business 5 years back and there is no single clue where the money to initiate the business came from.

Yawar found that Asim guy too shady. But he did not want to inform his boss about him. This matter could be handled after the completion of the project at hand.

Irtaza was sitting in his office engrossed in his work. He was going to get immense power in the whole Mafia world with the Russian and Irish mafia behind his back after the shipping of drug consignment. Even without both these mafias holding his back, his mafia was practically untouchable in the whole of Asia. But the Irish and Russians wanted to have access to Asia which they cannot get without his permission. To increase their ties they allowed him to have access in their countries and he allowed them both to have access in Asia. His power will increase by leaps and bounds if he will have access to Russia and Ireland.

He closed the lid of his laptop and rested his head on the headrest of the chair relaxing his muscles. He indeed was a hardworking and devoted man but with a completely cold and ruthless personality. Dominance ran in his blood.

He closed his grey eyes and took a deep breath. Those luscious pink bruised quivering lips came in front of his vision. He knew he was being extra harsh on her petite frame but what he could do this was him, he did not know what is being nice and soft. And that is why every single person is scared of this man sitting on that black swivel chair.

He wanted to kiss those lips again. He wanted to fuck her so hard that she can't walk for days. A feeling of burying deep inside her and thrusting harshly in and out of her made his member hard. He wanted her complete submission but whenever he kissed her she didn't kiss him back rather resist him and fight him. Her resistance against him was not sitting well with him. But he knew he had to give her some time to progress their relationship.

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Zahra's eyes were swollen red due to the crying. She keep sitting in his room for fifteen minutes and after crying her heart out she washed her face in his immaculately vast and perfect washroom and headed towards her room. Her mother was still waiting for her there. As soon as she entered she announced that she had convinced Irtaza for the marriage and she need some time alone. Her mother was not happy with the way he rejected her daughter in front of everyone but she didn't say anything and left the room. Zahra immediately called Daniyal and informed him of everything that happened with her. Daniyal was gobsmacked after listening to her. He ran out of his words nonetheless he tried his best to console her. She kept telling him how much she was scared of Irtaza but what could he do other than comfort her with his words. He felt so helpless that Zahra has to face all of this alone. He was not there to help her and Zahra felt more helpless and restrained than him because she was scared of the fact that what if Irtaza came to know about Daniyal but she kept pushing this thought away. She didn't want to ponder over it. Her love was only Daniyal. Her complete trust was only Daniyal and she couldn't let Irtaza snatch her love away from her. She knew she was his wife but she cared less, this marriage was forced upon her. She didn't believe in this marriage.