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Mafia Indebted

"Don't please," she sobbed, shaking badly. The fear of her situation was slowly sinking in. "Please let me go, I want to go home." She cried. He smirked and cupped her face. She immediately stiffened upon his touch and stared into his Smokey grey eyes. "You are home, tara, this is your home now, by my side." He spoke firmly. She saw the determination in his eyes and her eyes widened with shock. "No!" she shrieked and tried to push him away but he didn't budge. Before she could retaliate, he had caught her wrists in a vice-like grip with one hand and locked them down  while with the other hand, he firmly griped the back of her neck, his fingers digging into her scalp, making her whimper. "Refuse me again tara, go on, I fucking dare you." He hissed, his eyes blazing with rage, the grey had darkened. But she wasn't one to give up so easily. "Let me go..." she tried to shout but was immediately silenced by his lips crashing against hers into a fiery harsh kiss. Meet Anissa Ghalib, a young doctor, possessing a strong, kind and confident character. She's a known beauty and has a very high moral sense and regard. For her, family is everything and she would do anything to protect her family. So, what happens when a certain grey eyed crime boss claims her as his? Shehryaar Ghulari, the cold and ruthless mafia leader of the country's most dangerous Mafia; He's a powerful man who gets anything he wants. He's cold, brutal and absolutely inhuman, a borderline psychopath. For him, morals and ethics hold no meaning, Family is nothing. He rules with tyranny and loves every bit of it. What will happen when the country's most powerful and dangerous man becomes indebted to a certain doctor? It starts with a twisted malice, obsession, murder, lust, politics, darkness, sacrifice and love.   A story where Innocence clashes  with culpability. Simplicity with sophistication. Bloodlust with conscience. Lust with Love. Good with Bad.

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Chapter 60

Anissa woke up with a start. Her eyes stared at the ceiling ahead and her head was aching slightly.

She tried to recall what had happened. All that she could remember was that Ainnie started screaming.

And after that, she saw some flashes of light break in her mind. She saw the exact same man, whom Ainnie called as Zameer, tied to a chair. His face was ashen and eyes filled with fear as he stared at her.

Ainnie? Who was he? She inquired and as usual, she got no response. She tried to look around for Ainnie but couldn't find her.

She was shaken out of her thoughts when she felt the bed move. Opening her eyes, she got locked into the steely grey gaze of Shehryaar.

She assessed him. He looked different. There was something off about him. She couldn't tell what but she just knew that something wasn't right.