Mafia's Dawn by Petillant Alba (free e novels .TXT) 📖

It's almost three days since Aima had come home with that nurse but she was the one who was performing the duty of the that nurse since she was very busy in her phone in day time and in seducing the monster in night time.

Fatima had to cover her ears with the pillow to stifle the moans coming from outside her room. She cried hard that night when she encounter them both together in that filthy situation but after that she didn't shed a single tear as she now knew the nature of her husband .

He was not her husband just a monster who made her his captive just to hurt her sometimes physically but mostly emotionally.

For her emotions were her strength through which she could do all good deeds, by feeling the pain of others ,but that monster proved her strength a weakness as she didn't do anything except having an emotional attachment with him.

She didn't tried to get emotionally attach with him but admitting him her husband her heart failed and get attached to him, even bearing all the pain given by him. But after that night she lost all her hope and there was only one feeling one emotion left in her heart for him and that was just, hatred.

Before she was just scared of him then she had sympathy for him as he was suffering pain for her sister but after that when she thought of having a life with him after that incident when he made breakfast for her, the concerned look, was evident in his face that was the first time she felt her heart flutter at his proximity , that was the first time she thought of falling in love with him but that love was soon replaced by hatred because if his actions.

She was going through pain because of that deed which wasn't done by her. Sometimes she thought that he had no heart but then he proved it after showing his cruel side.

She was moving Aima's arm as the doctor which came before that day , to examine her and prescribed her to move her body parts as it was important for coma patients or otherwise there skeleton starts to deform and they become paralyzed for rest of their life .

Fatima didn't want that young girl to endure this much pain in such young age. According to Eliff she was two years younger than Fatima that's why she was taking care of her like a little sister.
 

She didn't come in her room whenever Abaan was around . She only came when he wasn't home . Neither Clara didn't do anything whenever she come in the room as she had a relief that someone is performing her duty nor she paid any attention towards her.
 

"Can you give me that towel?" Fatima said to Clara but didn't get any response as she was engaged with her phone completely ignoring her. Fatima rolled her eyes at her as she stood up to take that towel herself . 
 

"Don't you think that you are un fit for this family and especially for Abaan." Clara spoke up as her phone battery died. Fatima halt in her steps as she was taking the towel then looked at her with an irritating look knowing she must be talking nonsense. 
 

"I mean you should take a divorce from him and enjoy your life. You both are totally opposite with  each other. " She said eying her from head to toe with annoyance as she didn't like her modesty at all.
 

" And who are you suggesting me what should I do or what should not because last time I checked you were a whore who is a nurse too but good in hitting others husband. " This was the first time in Fatima's life when she was fighting for herself . 
 

Everytime her father was there for her to help her out to fight for her to scold other children who made fun of her to shut them up as she couldn't do that because she was a shy girl since childhood. She couldn't make much friends because if her shyness . Her parents were only the best friends she ever had. She had some friends in college but they didn't like that her parents was. Her father also treated her like a princess despite having not very much money but still she was their princess. For them she was the most beautiful girl in the world just like every other parents who think their children are the best at least for them they are. 
 

Her father always tried to teach her about raising her voice but she ignored it because she thought that her parents would always remain by her side but she was wrong , she was alone now, no one beside her. 
 

"You bitch. What do you think you are a filthy rag . I don't give a fuck about your words because every night there is only me with him not you. I can give him that which you can't. " She said with a sinister smile. Fatima gulped the lump of tears in her throat but still tears appear in her eyes.
 

"I can't give him what you can because only your type of woman can do this." Fatima answered her back not wanted to use that filthy word , a whore , again.

" What you are saying me ? " She stepped forward as she was boiling with anger. 
 

"I don't want to get in a fight with you . I am just here for Aima's better health. " Fatima said while walking past her but she didn't let her do as she came in her way.

" Don't have courage to fight with me. That's what I was saying a coward and fragile girl like you doesn't look appropriate with Abaan. He is the most dominant personality in the mafia. " She said with a venomous smirk on her face as she was in full mood in getting a fight with her because she knew that she wasn't worth for him and he didn't pay much attention to her. So she found that girl in a miserable condition but her thoughts were proved wrong as she felt a stink on her cheek.

 

She looked at  Fatima in a fierce manner who just slapped her causing her face to tilt at one side due to that sharp slap.  She couldn't control the urge of slapping her. She wasn't a coward she just not want to get in trouble with her who had no piece of mind.
 

"You FUCKING bitch !!" Clara roared as she jumped on her and jerked her away causing Fatima to stumble on her feet and she fell on the floor. She was going to slap Fatima but stopped as the voice echoed in the room.