Mafia Conquest ( Mafia Love story #2 ) by KATHLEEN HAYAT (e book reading free .TXT) 📖

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لہجہ بتا رہا ہے
مجھے چاہنے لگی ہو تم۔

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Life is content.

That's what she thinks. Life goes on, the only thing that matters is, either you are living it or passing it.

Just two months back the family received the news that Yasmeen was met with an accident, and she died on the spot. Even tho, her funeral was done by Sheikhs just like a true family member, everyone appeared strong from outside, but they all were devastated and broken on such news.

Specially Sana. She was angry at her mother like everyone else but hearing of her mother's death took her in depression. She was on the verge of loosing her baby but Sohaib was there, her brothers were there, family was there and slowly and gradually she got better and healthy again.

Even tho, nobody cried out loud but surely everyone cried secretly. Michael was crying like a baby more than the day he got to know Yasmeen's reality, as Anisah holds him to sleep that night.

Michael, Zaroon, Amir and Jhangir all were there for Ibrahim and uncle Imran. And as the time passed, things got better.

"BABE!" A loud yell was heard from the study and Anisah immediately yelled back. "WHAT?"

She's currently making Biryani (A Pakistani spicy rice dish.) as they've invited all the family members at dinner. Anisah is really busy in cooking cause she completely denied taking Michael's help and totally refused ordering food from outside and now her husband is calling her, knowing very well that she's busy.

"Habibti I was calling you." Came a deep husky voice just from behind her making her jump in her place as she got startled and big muscly arms wrapped around her belly as he pulled her back. His face nuzzled in her neck as he gave a kiss there.

"What was it?" She asked softly trying to keep her focus on the food that's on stove but his touch was a pure distraction.

"Here see this." He swirled her around making her squeal lowly as she giggled softly and hit his shoulder lightly in a scolding manner. She switched the stove to low steam, so her food won't get burned.

"Yeah, I'm all ears." She said as she turned to face him, who made her sit on the chair of the small dining table in the kitchen, and he sat beside her. Took out his phone, going through his gallery he opened the video and showed it to her.

Anisah saw, and then she gasped cause it was the video of her, when her gauze was removed, and she saw for the first time. "I'd ordered Amir to make this video before leaving that time. I wanted to be with you at that time but circumstances..." He trailed off looking at her lovingly. "But I found it today in my old laptop."

Anisah who was looking at the video with mouth agape, glanced at him and next second she opened his arms and sat on his lap. "Michael?" She spoke softly tracing his trimmed beard jaw with her delicate fingers.

"Jee Michael ki Jaan?" 
(Yes Michael's life?)

He spoke huskily wrapping his arms around her waist and smiling at her mischievously.

"How are my eyes to you?" She asked out of the blue looking at the wall ahead. Michael chuckled lovingly at his wife.

"Your eyes are mesmerizing, captivating that is holding me hostage in the swirls of honey and love." He mused as his lips leave kisses on her neck.

Her face was all red by the end of his words, and she loved it whatever he said. "Thank you Habibi," She removed his arms from around her, and he let her go reluctantly. "Now if you excuse me, I've work to do!" She spoke smirking as he stared at her shocked for a second.

She literally made a loving scene and after getting his compliment, she just dismissed him. His wife is getting extremely naughty.

She was stirring spatula as he went behind her and was about to hug her again from behind, but she turned around on cue with spatula in hand as if warning him to not dare to touch her.

He raised both of his hands in surrender and took a step back. "Easy there tigress, easy. I'll prepare the table, you cook." He spoke smoothly, she narrowed her eyes but nodded nonetheless and got carried with her work.

Michael saw her busy and his eyes landed on her plump, jiggling ass and on instinct he spanked her tight and then walked away chuckling at her response.

Anisah jolted in her place when she felt that spank. Seriously, she's getting angry now. From past days whenever he gets the chance, he'll spank her butt as of enjoyment but it freaking stings.

After a while she heard the bell, Michael opened the door and greeted everyone as they entered. Anisah was also freshly bathed as she went out of the kitchen to meet them. She greeted everyone. Asad has also come on Michael's words.

"I'm starving bhabhi." Jhangir said as he plopped down on the settee. "Shut up! You just ate a pizza in the way!" Amir spoke exaggerated after hitting Jhangir on the head.

"Behave idiots!" Ibrahim spoke sternly in a warning manner.

"They'll remain idiots forever bhai." Sana spoke up. She's seven months pregnant now.

When everyone settled in the lounge. Bell was heard again. Anisah went this time and hugged the girls that came inside, who were non other than Shifa and Riya.

Jhangir who was sitting beside Ibrahim nudged him in the shoulder, earning a death glare from him and Amir who was sitting in front gave a knowing smirk to Ibrahim and then wiggled his both eyebrows.

"Oh bhabhi!" Jhangir spoke loudly and Ibrahim's face ashen as Jhangir was waving at Shifa.

Shifa also stared at Jhangir a little shocked. "I'm hungry Anisah bhabhi." Jhangir spoke smoothly. Ibrahim presses Jhangir's foot under his boot making him hiss out in pain. Asad and Amir saw it and started laughing, looking like idiots.

Imran and Sufyan were talking about their business whereas Rabia was keenly looking at Ibrahim's changing expressions followed by teasing of others and the silent girl Shifa, who was just looking down. Rabia smirked knowingly.

Riya went inside the kitchen to help Anisah as Michael was there with the family.

"So Anisah, What can I help you with?" Riya asked looking around the kitchen.

Anisah smiled while taking out extra plates. "Here, you set them on the table." Anisah gave her the plates as Riya nodded and left to do the work while smiling.

After finishing her work in the kitchen Anisah went to check on Riya. "Riya?" Anisah called her name before entering the dining hall and what she saw there confused her.

Riya's face was red as she was wiping it cleans. And Zaroon was standing beside her with red angry eyes. "When did you come Zaroon bhai?" She asked softly taking steps towards them.

Zaroon gave Anisah a small smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Just couple of minutes ago." Without glancing at Riya he left the dining hall with clenched jaw.

This is first time Anisah was seeing Zaroon like this. He surely looked angry but why? "Are you alright?" Anisah asked concerned trying to grasp the situation.

"Yeah I'm fine. Sir was just angry that, why I left my duty early today. You know he's my boss." Riya spoke the last part in a sarcastic manner but Anisah didn't laugh as her eyes were glued to Riya's wrist on which there were angry red marks of fingers. Riya saw where Anisah was looking, so she immediately covered the bruise with her sleeve. That was clear indication to Anisah that Riya don't want to talk about it right now.

"You're fine right? I'm here if you want to share, I'm just like your sister." Anisah spoke softly and Riya smiled at her concern. "Don't worry Anisah. It's nothing I cannot handle." Riya spoke and before Anisah could say anything Riya spoke again. "Go call everyone at the table, I'll bring the food." Anisah nodded at her hesitatingly and left to call everyone.

Riya took in a deep breath, wiped the tear that just leaked out of her eye, cleaned her spectacles as she wore them again and composed herself before going into the kitchen to bring food.

Everyone was sitting in the dining table enjoying food. "Damn! This is amazing!" Amir spoke and Jhangir nodded vigorously with mouth full.

"The food is delicious bhabhi." Asad complimented and Ibrahim was in another world as he was staring stupidly at Shifa, who was sitting beside Aunt Rabia.

"So Shifa What's your age?" Rabia asked in a low voice. The girl looked down and mumbled softly. "27." Rabia nodded her head and continued her interrogation.

They all ate while talking, Michael who was sitting with uncle Imran continued to wink at Anisah whenever their eyes met, and she would blush like virgin merry.

Both the uncles and almost everyone complimented Anisah's cooking except of Zaroon, who looked weird to her.

After dinner Aunt Rabia ordered males to clean the table and kitchen as she took all the girls with her in one of the guest room. "I need to discuss a really important matter with you girls."

They all looked at Rabia confused. Rabia first made Sana sit on the couch, and then she continued. "Ibrahim likes a girl and I want to know her personally before taking a motherly step."

Shifa was having a little idea where this is going cause she's aware of Ibrahim's glances all the time. How can she not feel his intense gaze.

"So Shifa, tell me about yourself." Silence! All the girls knows about Shifa's past but Rabia don't.

"I'm 27. My parents are with Allah. I live with my sister Riya. I had done my MBA and...and I'm a d-divorcee, my marriage lasted three years. Because I didn't get pregnant, he divorced me." She completed.

"My sister isn't infertile! I've done the tests on her. That bastard was infertile and blamed the thing on my sister and rest you know the society." Riya spoke all that immediately.

Rabia looked at Shifa for the longest of the times. "Does Ibrahim know this?" Rabia asked no one in particular but Shifa nodded her head in affirmation.

Now everyone was looking at her keenly for an answer 'like when and how in the world Ibrahim knows this?'

"He confessed to me and to d-deny him I told him everything, thinking that he'll back off." Shifa spoke softly.

"When the hell did that happen?" Riya asked shocked and happy.

"What did he do then?" Sana asked.

Shifa lowered her eyes in shyness. "H-he said that he didn't care. He loves me and will only marry me."

"Wow!" Riya spoke happily.

"That's my brother!" Both Anisah and Sana said simultaneously and then started laughing.

"Let's go." Rabia said mischievously and left the room as she already got Shifa's answer through her shyness.

As soon as they all settled in the lounge. Rabia spoke up. "Imran bhai, you've given me the job of finding the suitable partner for Ibrahim. I've found the best girl for her." Rabia spoke enthusiastically followed by pin drop silence. Ibrahim tensed, Jhangir and Amir stared at Michael for help, who was also shocked.

"I think we should get their nikah done in this week only." Imran nodded his head awkwardly as he didn't remember telling Rabia to find a girl for Ibrahim.

That was it, Ibrahim stood up. "I can't. I love someone else. I can't marry the girl." Fake gasps were heard by Anisah, Sana, Riya and Rabia who were doing a marvelous acting and on the other hand Sohaib was getting worried over his pregnant wife who was exaggerating her acting.

Rabia auntie hit her hand on her forehead and faced Shifa. "Sorry beta, our son loves someone else. But I can marry you to my son Jhangir."

Ibrahim stared at Shifa, shocked and confused. Jhangir stood up abruptly and said exactly the same thing as Ibrahim. "I also love someone else."

Anisah felt awkward thinking that he's talking about her, and she didn't dare to look at Michael.

Rabia gasped but this time seriously. "Ibrahim loves Shifa, and I was faking all that drama. Now you tell me Jhangir, who the hell you love?" Rabia asked threateningly.

Everyone was shocked specially Ibrahim and Jhangir. "Oh! Mom, I was just trying to get out of the situation." Jhangir spoke truthfully.

"You chose Shifa for me?" Ibrahim asked shocked. When Rabia nodded while smirking. Anisah, Sana and Riya shouted. "Surprise!" And everyone laughed knowing that they literally planned all this when they went to have the girls talk in the guest room.

"She agreed?" Ibrahim asked with disbelief. "Yes of course she agreed because as an elder I asked for her hand in marriage from her sister, it's not like you'll ask her to marry and a respectful girl come along just like that, there's a proper procedure." Rabia lectures him.

Riya unknowingly looked at certain someone who was already glaring daggers her way, and she immediately looked away gulping.

"The marriage will be next week." Uncle Imran announced happily but Zaroon's words surprised them completely.

"As much I know Shifa, she wants a simple nikah, which can happen right now as the qazi is already on his way."

Appreciations and approvals were heard from around them but Riya was tensed.

Within minutes the qazi arrived and the boys already did the needing arrangements. Within few minutes Shifa became. Shifa Ibrahim Sheikh as everyone congratulated them.

Shifa was tensed to leave Riya alone. But Riya ensures her sister that she'll be fine. Shifa went to mansion with Ibrahim from Michael's house. Everyone then left to the mansion. Zaroon take Riya with him to drop her at her flat as it's late at night and it won't be safe for her to travel alone.

Anisah was about to wash the dishes but Michael has other plans as he picked his wife up in a bridal style making her gasp and whine, but he went straight to their room.

He entered inside his room, kicked the door shut and threw her on the bed, and she jumped up a little on the bed.

He took off his shirt, his hard muscles flexing making her clench her thighs just at the sight. As he threw the shirt away and hovered over her. His lips crashed on hers, kissing her passionately as she responded with equal fervor.

"You want me Michael?" She husked as she kissed at his earlobe.

"Fuck! Yes!" He roared making her giggle.

His hands went to his best part, her plump bosoms as he squeezed them roughly making her gasp, and then he made her sit, removed her shirt along with her bra and start sucking on her pink buds.

That night, yet again the elder members of wind blushed as they covered the eyes of the younger members, but they can still hear the moans of pleasure that resonated around and sky became crimson red while blushing like a newly wedded bride.