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

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خنجر سے کی گئ میرے پہلو میں گد گدی
یعنی ۔۔۔۔۔۔۔ رلا لا کر ہنسا یا گیا مجھے۔۔۔۔۔۔

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"Amma you must come inside with me. I can't face him alone. Please." Anisah mumbled softly but with urgency holding Amma's hand tightly as Amma was guiding her to Michael's study because the girl wanted to have a serious freedom talk with him.

Anisah has thought a lot on this matter and come up on the conclusion that she'll talk to him in Amma's presence. It will be more safer.

After having dinner in her room where she was kept. She was waiting for Amma to appear and take her to meet him and Amma do appeared after a long time. When Anisah has finished her Esha prayers. She was glad that Amma told her Qibla direction and provided her with the praying mat.

"Alright I will. Don't worry." Amma encouraged her. Amma couldn't understand Anisah at all. If she's this much scared to face him then why in the world she wants to talk to him. Amma tried to talk Anisah out of it but she was persistent on talking to him and here they are going to his study for that important conversation.

As soon as they reached the door. "We are here." Amma informed and then knocked at the door.

A curt come in was heard as Amma slowly opened the gate and helped her inside. A strong leathery scent reached her nostrils as she inhaled deeply to calm her fear down.

'Amma is with me. I'm safe.' Anisah was reciting it as a mantra inside her head.

"What is it Amma?" Came that strong, power radiating voice. The girl gulped as she felt scared just by his voice.

"Anisah wants to talk to you." Amma replied softly.

Michael wasn't expecting her visit and when Amma mentioned about the girl wanting to talk to him. He arched his brow in amusement and indicated Amma through his green hawk like eyes to leave.

Amma was hesitant to leave the girl alone but she knows she can't do anything about it. Amma tried to free her hand from Anisah's grip but it only made the girl hysteric as she immediately tightened her grip and a shocked whisper escaped her lips. "Amma.."

Amma felt extremely sad as she forcefully unclasped her hand from Anisah's and mumbled softly. "He wants me to leave but don't worry. You'll be fine. I'm waiting in the corridor for you." With that said Amma left the girl in the lion's den and closed the door behind her.

"A-Amma please..." A soft whisper escaped her lips but Amma was already gone by that time.

Anisah unintentionally clasped her hand around her veil more tightly. "What do you want to talk about?" His deep voice reaches her ear and shuffling is heard as if he's standing now.

Gulping, she mustered up her courage. "I-I w-want to l-leave." She spoke softly while fisting her kameez (shirt) in one hand.

"Leave where?" Was his simple demand.

'To Jahanum! Chalo gai?'
(To Hell! Wanna come?)

She so wanted to say this and then bang his head on the wall that moment but she stopped. Like why in the world he's interrogating her like she's his daughter.

But he's your captor! Her conscience spoke.

"Home." She stated simply but she knows he'll say some hurtful words like 'which home? Do you have any' So she continued. "I've s-some r-relatives h-here so I'll go to them." She lied smoothly.

He will surely let her go now or so she thought. His footsteps could be heard loud in the room as he approached her. Her body was on full alert as she backed away and then his footsteps changed the direction and he moved around her and was standing behind her now.

"I hate liars Habibti and do you know what I do to liars?" He spoke coldly moving towards her back as the girl immediately turned around. His endearment sent weird shivers down her body. Her face pale as she stepped back from him. "I punish them!" He hissed.

Anisah stifled a gasp. He didn't bought her lie and to top it all. He's angry but she didn't back down. "I-If y-you're a-afraid o-of t-the c-cops t-then don't. I-I w-will n-not tell them about y-you...o-only if you l-let m-me g-go."

A deep throaty chuckle resonated in each corner and a cold shudder passed through her spine as she felt his presence just inches away from her so she stepped back, clutching her veil tightly at her chest. "You're negotiating with me that's courageous but if you think I'm afraid of cops then you're wrong Habibti."

"Now for the punishment..." He trailed off as he stepped closer to the scared doll who was retreating back at his advances. He saw the desk behind her and a smirk appeared on his face. With one more step her back touched the desk and a fearful gasp escaped her lips.

Anisah touched the table behind her as she held it for support. She felt his presence dangerously close but unfortunately there wasn't an escape behind. Gulping she mumbled. "W-we c-can talk like c-civilized people."

He smirked at her discomfort and the little bit courage she was showing.

She felt his hand being placed on hers that was on the table his study desk and at the same time felt his hot breath on her cheek. Immediately she snatched her hand from under his and placed it on his chest to push. "Move a-away!" She whispered yelled as she tried to push him but in vain.