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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.

Beenish Shaheen · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
102 Chs

Chapter 94

Anissa's eyes flew open, her senses going into overdrive. Without thinking, she quickly sat up only to end up feeling dizzy and collapse back into the pillow. She groaned as her head begun to spin. Her hand went up to her forehead and she massaged it gently, wanting the pain to go away.

But was it her head or her heart that was hurting? She knew the answer.

The moments, before she blacked out, flashed in her mind and bitter tears welled up in her eyes.

Me? Pregnant? But how? She thought as she inhaled sharply, her tears rolling down her temples. It hurt so much to think about it that she felt like her heart would stop at any moment.

Why? Why Allah? Why would you play such cruel tricks on me. She thought spitefully as she looked at the ceiling. She could've never thought that something like this would happen to her.