Chapter Thirteen

5 months later

It has been six months since Layla and Mika'il have been living together. It has just been romantic scenes all around.

Layla was beginning to fall for him. Mikail had seen the signs and had been pushing harder to get her to trust him, while her love for him developed.

The once vile devil, had become a soft spoken and caring demon. He no longer behaved ubiquitous, he had mellowed down greatly, but for some eerie reason, Layla missed the old vulgar Mikail. How he would yell at her for hurting herself and how he would spank her for a little mistake she made.

He had invited his friends Omar, the prince of Turgistan, Eldar, the prince of Persia and his pregnant fianceé and the other boys.

"Habii?" He called out to Layla who was making some food for him.

She turned round to meet his eyes. She looked more beautiful after these few months. She no longer cried and when she did, Mikail cried with her. She never liked to see him cry, so anytime he begun crying, she would quit her tears and try to console him.

It was funny how their relationship was. It was an eerie but happy one.

"I'll be expecting some guests later today. They're my childhood friends and their royalty. So I want you to look your best hun, which you always do" he teased.

She giggled and nodded as she served him his lunch. She walked to the kitchen to wash the plates, she suddenly felt dizzy. Her nose begun bleeding and her body had become numb. She could hardly see or say a thing.

She lost her balance and suddenly fell heavily with a loud thud. Mikail, upon hearing her fall, run like a mad horse and picked her up and rushed her to their room.

He picked up her medicine box and injected her with it and she suddenly felt relief. She said a small 'thank you' to him before struggling to get up.

Mikail lay her down and asked her to rest.

"Why does it happen this way?" He asked her miserably. The emotions on her eyes said it all.

"I was suppose to die when I was younger, but I didn't. The last time I went to the hospital, I had 6 more years to live" she confessed as painful tears escaped from her eyes.

He hugged her and said reassuringly.

"Walaahi (By Allah) Layla, nothing is going to happen to you. If anything happens to you. I swear, I'm going to destroy heaven and earth to get you back"

She looked at him shocked and smiled slowly.

"Why are you behaving like this? " she asked him.

He shook his head and smiled at her.

"As I said, the other time, soon the truth will be known"

She smiled and winked at him. He was surprised to see her wink. He never saw her do that. He couldn't help but wink back at her. They both giggled as he helped her to the closet. She picked out an extraordinary looking long clingy green dress with a black lace sleeves and wore a pair if black heels and a black hijab. She chose green because it was her new favourite colour, because of someone who had stolen her heart.

Mikail also wore a white V-neck shirt with blue ripped jeans and a pair of white Jordans.

He looked irresistibly charming. He held unto Layla's hand gently and whispered;

"You look good Greenie "

She blushed at that and smiled

"You look better Aqua man"

They both burst out laughing. They were having such a good time together. They sat down watching a show when the door bell rung, followed by a handsome looking 7 foot tall man, barging into the room with a pregnant 5 foot 2 beautiful lady.

"Mikail! " the man roared as he rushed to hug his childhood friend.

"Eldar!" Mikail roared back as he patted his friend at the back.

"Asalmu Alaikum AlGamal( beauty in Arabic) " the fine man greeted Layla.

Layla smiled exposing her dimples and responded.

"Walikum Salam Shaqeq(brother) "

He looked stunned by her voice.

The lady standing with him rushed to hug Layla.

"My name is Layla. What's your name hun?" She asked excitedly.

Layla looked stunned, they both had the same names.

"Wow, you're my name sake? My name is Layla too" Mikail's Layla said happily.

"OMG!! We should be sisters. That would be fucking great! I mean this bitch ass niqqa won't mind would he?" Eldar's Layla glared at him.

He raised his hand in surrender and said

"Nope, I won't mind".

The two Layla's laughed as Eldar and his Layla complimented about Mika'il's Layla's doll like looks.

" I'm surprised that I didn't take notice of you at the hospital. How did such a beauty end up with, Mr. Never Sleeping Mikail?!" Elder said playfully.

Mikail glared at him, as Layla laughed. The other guys ;Ali, Ibrahim, Farhan and Jamil also arrived. After everyone drooling over the two Layla's ,especially the home girl:Dameyah herself,

Eldar's Layla pulled Mikail's Layla to the dining hall and they both begun their chitchats.

They spoke at length about their childhood and how they met these men.

Both their stories were forced love stories.

"It was a forced love story that I will never regret" Eldar's Layla said.

Mikail's Layla smiled at her and nodded as she thought about Mikail. The day he told her about being a Mafia leader, she blacked out.

~~~Beginning of Flashback ~~~

"Who are you please and why do you want me at all cost?!" She asked him as she cried into her thighs. Mikail had served her a good slap which left her feeling ill.

"If I ever told you, you would run away from me " he said casually.

"A-are you a j-jinn? Or a d-demon? Or maybe an evil spirit?" She asked while she was panicking.

He chuckled and said

"I'm none of them. I'm all of them"

She gulped. She didn't understand so she asked further.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm the Devil amongst men. I'm a sinner. A wicked soul.  An evil demon and everything vile in life. And you my lady, are my pursuit".

She gulped as the last few words he spoke gave her the coldest chills of all time. Even colder than the ocean that sank the Titanic.

" I'm a Mafia Leader and I'm in love with you ,my angel"

She fell to the floor. She heard nothing and saw nothing. She couldn't feel the tears in her eyes.

All she could see, hear and feel, was darkness.

~~~~~End of Flashback ~~~~

"Name?" Eldar's Layla called out to her fellow name holder.

Layla snapped out of her trance and asked what was going on.

"Mika'il and Eldar's other childhood friend has arrived." She announced.

Layla got up and helped her fellow Layla, walk to the living room.

The man they saw was beautiful. He looked at them for awhile before speaking up.

"You dumbasses, have really gotten yourselves,some really beautiful chics here" he complimented.

But the naive Mikail's Layla looked round in search chics.

"Um... Sorry but I don't see any chicks around " she said.

Everyone gaped at her, as she blushed embarrassingly. Everyone burst out into laughter

"You're officially my new best friend and my favourite little sister!!" Eldar screamed as he jumped on her. They both fell to the ground laughing, while Mikail growled loudly at him.

He walked to Eldar and vicious pulled him off his woman. They couldn't help but burst into laughter, once again.

Mikail held her tight and sat her down on his lap. He dug his face in his neck and nibbed on it. Layla was feeling quite uneasy about what he was doing.

The topic shifted to Omar, the other friend. He let go of his true love ;Ilham,because his father threatened him. Mikail's Layla looked stunned when she heard how the men spoke passionately about their women. She always thought that they were players, but they seemed to be in love with their women.

So was Mikail in love with her? She asked herself.

"Ilham was a doctor and a surgeon. She risked her life to save me twice. I took her virginity and failed to make her happy. She almost killed herself when she slit her wrist that day Jamal told her about me and that girl I was bethrothed to.

Her last words when she slit her wrist were

" sorry for falling in love with you" and while at the hospital, her last words were

"I hope you find your happiness in her" Omar said tearfully.

Dameyah(doll) aka Mikail's Layla shed a few tears for him before saying.

"You don't give up easily, if you love somebody. If you've been thinking about her, I'm sure she's been thinking about you too.

Just Trust The Process. Wait On God. Everything will be alright. If she's the one for you, you'll see how the tides will change.

Just believe in Allah".

Her words touched Omar's core.

He couldn't help but hug her lightly, earning a growl from Mikail, who hugged her tightly and kissed her on the cheek. Obviously placing emphasis on the fact that she was his and only his.

Omar looked optimistic about getting Ilham back. Eldar explained how he blackmailed his father, to reveal some of his secrets, if he threatened to come near him or Layla and that threat worked perfectly.

But he had to keep heads up to protect her and their little one. They spoke a whole lot about each other and about the new mafia.

" The Red Alliance seem to be  feuding with my mafia in particular. So I think y'all should concentrate on your family and your rival mafia 's." Mikail said.

It was true, since the Red Alliance had it out for his mafia in particular. He didn't want to risk having to be blamed for anything that could happen to any of his childhood friends and their loved ones.

Suddenly Layla's phone begun ringing. All eyes turned on her. She excused herself and walked to the kitchen to receive the call.

"Hello Baby!!!!!" She heard Munaiya's voice yell.

She gigged and answered

"Walikum Salam to you too girl"

"You never gave me your number, because you're happily married now eh? Anyways, I, Munaiya don't care, I'm going to disturb you till casket. Anyways I wanted us to go to the mall to shop for my upcoming birthday party " she giggled playfully and announced.

Layla , giggled too and  answered in positive ,they both spoke for quite a while.

She knew that Mikail was behind her. She knew his Cologne.

"I know you're eavesdropping on me Jammy" she said without turning back.

He chuckled and hugged her from behind. She felt awkward that way.

"Giving each other nicknames already eh?" Munaiya who was still on the phone teased.

Layla giggled and turned to face the green eyed, beauty of a man, who still had his hands around her waist.

"I'll call you later hun. Consider your digits saved" Layla said.

"Hm... Go continue fucking him hun and tell me everything later girl" Layla blushed at that. Mikail smirked. It was obvious that he heard that part.

"I'm not sleeping with hi-" Layla was cut short when the 25 year old bulk of a man snatched the phone from her hand and hollered into it

"Very soon, you're going to be an Aunt, Munaiya" Layla looked shocked as Mikail smirked at her and hanged up the call.

'Such a pervert' she thought as she rolled her eyes

"Soon baby. Very soon " she rolled her eyes and pouted.

He was seeing her pout for the very first time.

He hugged her tightly and kissed her on the head. Oblivious of their guests staring at them.

"They look so cute together don't they?" Eldar said making everyone laugh.

They walked to the hall while Layla made them some Italian dishes ,spicy lasagna with spicy chicken nuggets.

After they all had a bite, they all turned to her and smiled.

Eldar's Layla commented first " Geez, I thought I was a great cook. This is the best lasagna ever" she hugged Layla tightly.

Omar came next "Ilham was a great cook, but you are the best" he hugged her too.

Eldar said, "Not only is she beautiful, her cooking is beautifully amazing" that comment made everyone laugh.

The rest of the boys were just busily gulping up the food, that they didn't have time to compliment. She knew the loved it.

Mikail just licked clean his plate and said

"My mom was a brilliant cook , but my wife...words can't describe"

Layla surprisingly hugged him at that compliment. Mikail hugged her back.

"Thank you for the compliments huns" she acknowledged.

"You've not told us your age yet Layla" Omar said to Mikail's Layla.

She sighed and said

"I'm 17"

They all looked shocked except for Mikail who patted his girl from behind.

"Wow, that's young. I'm 18" Eldar's Layla said, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Dameyah( Mikail's Layla)  smiled at her softly as she took the dirty dishes to the kitchen.

Dameyah felt sad. She sobbed, as she washed the dishes. She begun thinking about her dead mother, her father, her dead brother, the life she was living in now as a contract wife at such an early age, and all that was happening to her.

"I'm sorry baby" she heard Mikail's voice behind her. He enveloped her in a bear hug. She smiled slowly as she continued washing the dishes.

He slowly let go of her and went back to the hall. After washing, she came back to the hall. They spoke for a while, before they decided to leave. Layla collected Layla's number and they both promised to call each other later in the evening.

They all gave her a hug, before leaving. Mikail growled at every man who hugged her. She waved them goodbye as she retreated to hers and Mikail's room.

Mikail came round few minutes later. He had a small blue parcel in his hand. He sat near Layla on the bed and gave it to her gently and walked out, but not without giving her a peck on her cheeks.

She opened the parcel and the first thing she saw was a card  that had

"A symbol of my unending love for you Muhabun ❤"

She dropped a tear when she saw a beautiful ring in the box.

It was the world's most expensive ring and he got it just for her.

She couldn't help but cry, when she saw the next gift. It was a dancing woman and it was obvious that she was the one. That day, she was at his welcome party, he saw her teach Munaiya belly dancing.

The little doll looked exactly like her. Everything was perfect. Her hair was exactly the same as it was supposed to be. Her body was the same figure. It was magnificent.

Mikail came in a few moments later and knelt before her. He took the ring from her and slid it slowly onto her ring finger.

"T-this is too much Mikail. Why?" She stuttured between sobs.

"Layla, if you care to know, I love what I'm doing very much because I do care about you. I believe you know that by now." Mikail said

Layla was silent. She knew exactly where this conversation was leading to. When she locked eyes with Mikail, LOVE in block letters was written lucidly on his face. She turned away coyly.

She turned to look at him again, Mikail put his finger on her lips, just as she was about to speak

"Hushh!! Don't say a word, or you'll spoil the magic of the moment"

"I love you Layla. With every fibre of my being " he said passionately.

Her tears went from tears of sadness to tears of love and joy. She hugged him tightly.

It was obvious she returned his love. But she had to wait for the right time to tell him. She was battling with her emotions.

He kissed her on the cheeks tightly and she reciprocated it.

He grinned widely as she giggled. They both sat together and soon dozed off.

Their love for each other was obvious now.

Now that my love is reciprocated, you have me all to yourself. Do to me what you desire, I'm here to submit to you and only you! My husband and My friend.

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The Mafia's Princess. Dedicated to my favourite sugar pie @Kathleen Hayat