Mafia's Dawn by Petillant Alba (phonics story books .TXT) 📗

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FATIMA'S POV :

He was holding me by my waist and lead me towards a group of people in which Sufyan was also standing , chatting with a grey haired old man.

"He is the one ,with ,we want to sign a deal" Abaan said leaning near my ear . I glanced at the old man, wearing a blue suit and talking with Sufyan with a humble smile . He seemed like a very polite and decent personality to me.

"Hello Mr Williams " Abaan said in his deep husky voice while grabbing me by my waist.

"Hello Mr Junaid . I am honored you invited me on your wedding . Take my heartiest congratulations on your marriage." Mr Williams spoke while forwarding his hand for a hand shake which Abaan grabbed with his slight  signature smile on his face . As he barely smiles!

" I am glad you came . Meet my wife Fatima " Abaan said while glancing towards me while I  were seeing them with hesitation as I were not so good in gatherings.

"H..Hello" I  spoke up with a hesitant smile.

" Hello Fatima , I am glad to meet you." Mr Williams said in his thick british accent. " Your wife is so beautiful and sweet . Take care of her always" he added. I  lowered my head while blushing , mumbling a small thank you.

" Indeed she is beautiful .  She is mine and I know pretty well how to  take care of my things " I  looked at him when he said this finding him staring at me with intense emotions , he started staring in my eyes as I  lifted my head up and made a eye contact with him for the first time .Then he settled his gaze on my lips which were quivering  slightly due to his intense gaze . He was leaning in but halted when heard sounds of clearing throats from Sufyan and Mr Williams.

We immediately straightened up our postures . I again lowered my head knowing I had become a beetroot by then .Abaan called a waiter who was passing by and grabbed a glass of red colored drink for him. I saw Mr Williams and Sufyan through my red net veil ,trying to suppress their smiles which made my cheeks more crimson. I  just wanted to run from their to my room and hide my face in the pillow.

"You know Abaan is very possessive about his things whether it's his business or his family." Sufyan said signaling to Abaan with his hand in which a glass of yellow coloured drink which's name I  didn't know, was present. Abaan glared at him after gulping the whole glass in one gulp. I didn't know what they all were drinking but I  was feeling very thirsty  due to that creepy situation so I stopped the waiter who was passing beside me and grabbed a glass of white coloured drink as I  thought it must be a cold drink. I was about to drink that when Abaan again leaned near my ears causing my earlobe to gain red colored as I could feel his heated breath on my ear.

"You didn't tell me that you drink too , impressive " I looked at him with confusion. Then, after few seconds, it occured to me that what I was  going to drink. I would have dropped it if Abaan didn't grabbed it from my hand. He took it from me and stopped the waiter . After taking a glass from him he handed over to me and I took it with a guilt in my heart thinking what he will think about me now? He already hate me and now it will increase his hatred...

I took a sip of my mango juice to soothe my emotions while Abaan drank that glass of alcohol which he grabbed from me. How can he drink this?
Then I looked at everyone with glasses poured with different types of drinks. Everyone was drinking . I sighed thinking that it's normal for elite class .

"Excuse me" I excused as they started talking about business stuff in which I had no interest. I looked into his steel blade eyes to get myself free from his grip on my waist. I faced him then slightly remove his hand from my waist .

"T..thank y..you" I mumbled and ran away from there as quickly as I could.

I went towards Eliff and Amna who were standing beside the dais talking with each other. I stood beside Amna and let out my breath which I didn't know I was holding. They were the only ones I felt comfortable around. I started talking with them . Different people came and greeted me. Eliff introduced me to everyone as I didn't know anyone.

" Hello lovelies" I was talking to Amna when I heard a chirped voice behind me. I turned around to find the source of this voice followed by the view of a blonde  woman with tons of make-up . She was barely wearing enough clothes. She was wearing a violet coloured  off shoulder skirt which was barely reaching her mid thighs perfectly showing her curves. She was indeed beautiful , but a little bit showy.

"So you are Abaan's wife hm" she said while eying me from head to toe. I nodded uncomfortably under her scrutinize gaze.

"Umm by the way I didn't find anything which compelled him to marry you but congratulations" she greeted me with scarcasm . My jaw dropped after hearing her I mean who she was remarking me with rude comments.

"W..what ..who are you?" I asked her as I was boiling with anger but didn't know how to express it.

"Ahh" she fake  gasped. " Eliff dear you didn't introduce me to her" she said to Eliff . I looked at her.

" Umm she , she is.." Eliff looked puzzled . I looked at her with confusion.

" I am his ex girlfriend , but he still come to me whenever he wants to , you know for that stuff" she said with a hint of proudness in her voice. I felt a pain in some corner of my heart after hearing her.

" You never heard about us ? We are the most loved couple in social media." She said making a thoughtful expression. I knew she came here just to tease me. Tears start appearing in my eyes but I tried to control them.

"N..no I don't use social apps" I said in a meek voice. My throat got dry suddenly.

"Oh that's fine. I expect this from you. By the way I just come to warn you that Abaan never stops on one girl he keeps changing girls every week but he spend weekends with me only. So don't gather too much hopes about this relationship." She said in a venomous tone and with a wink she went back. I stared at her back. I knew about our relationship , about his hatred towards me but there was a little hope in my heart that might be I could change his feelings for me. But now it seemed so difficult. I looked at Eliff whose head was lowered as she was guilty not telling me about this side of my husband.

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