Mafia Conquest ( Mafia Love story #2 ) by KATHLEEN HAYAT (reading books for 7 year olds .txt) 📗

Chapter 9

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An eerie like silence followed, only with her heavy breathing echoing around. Panting she slowly stand with the help of the wall behind her. Her heart was in her throat because she knew someone is standing there and observing her every move like a predator.

On instinct she turned and was about to go for the door when with a harsh grip on her hair she was yanked back. A sharp cry escaped her lips as she closed her eyes in pain.

She didn't realized her veil has slipped off her head to her shoulders and the person was pulling her hair which are in a bun. Tears brimmed her eyes.

"Le-ave m-e!" She struggled but the person only turned her around roughly and gave a harsh jerk to her hair making her face the ceiling. And her tiny fists landed on a hard and broad surface.

A strong smell of lavender with hint of musky scent filled her nostrils and she knew that she had smelt it before but where.

She can feel someone's breath above her face and she coward back in fear but that man being far from decency jerked her head making her cry out in pain. "Le-t g-go!" Her tiny fists hit his broad chest as she felt like hitting a wall.

The man abruptly let her go as the girl fell down on the floor hands first, panting. She can feel him crouching down near her as she scooted back. Her eyes full of fear with lakes of tears.

"Where is Jamal?" Deep powerful voice spoke making her startled as she continued to scoot back keeping her mouth shut. Never in her whole life she heard such dominating and intimidating voice.

When the man realized she isn't going to respond, in an instant his large calloused hand clasped around her chin so harshly making her lips to pucker out.

A small cry escaped her lips as her small hands tried to remove his deathly iron grip. The man jerked her forward earning a gasp from her as he seethed. "I don't like to repeat my self girl. SPEAK UP!" He almost snarled.

She flinched and closed her eyes in complete fear. "I-I don't k-now w-ho is Ja-ma-l." She hitched. 

If possible the man tightened his grip on her, earning a sharp cry from her. "Ahhh!" Pulling her roughly towards him. His free hand wrapped around her cascading long honey locks, which came undone due to his last ministration, he gave it a painful tug.

"I hate liars!" He hissed near her face. The girl was on her knees but yet she felt extremely small in front of that unknown man. His voice was so powerful and menacing that she felt like hiding under the bed.

"I'm n-not l-lying." She cried feeling burning in her skull.

"Let go of me!" She yelled bit confidently as she hit his chest with her tiny fists to get herself free but the man wasn't even budging, holding her in his iron grip.

Letting go of her face with a jerk he grasp her left hand in his large one, the girl tried to struggle but stopped when he applied deadly pressure on her hand. "You're wearing his ring!" He seethed venomously.

The girl slowly opened her eyes, her crying seized for a bit and confusion coursed her. "No! My-my f-fiance g-gave i-it to m-me." She felt nauseous at the mentioning of her fiance but if this could save her than she would probably want to get out of this hell.

He let her go roughly as she stumbled back and he stood up. His posture menacing. "Where is your fiance Jamal!" He seethed in rage.

Anisah felt a tremble in her body at his voice. The girl closed her eyes in complete fear as the man strolled in the room, his heavy boots echoing. Wallah! She didn't know any Jamal and this person is claiming him to be her fiance. She kept her mouth shut as she was scared to say a word, tears continually flowing.

Clutching her veil tightly she kept it secured around her frame.

"FUCKING SPEAK!" He growled making her flinch and tremble. Opening her eyes with quivering lips she spoke up.

"Z-zain is my f-fiance. Wallah! I d-don't know a-any Ja-Jamal... pl-ease l-let me g-go." She speak while crying.

A menacing rumble of laughter had her heart dropping to the pit of her stomach. The man laughed mockingly.

In the next second her arm was taken in a lethal grip as the man yanked her up and her small hands landed on a hard chest. "Such an innocent face! I believed you for a second there." His voice held anger.

"What is Zain's full name?" The man asked mockingly.

Anisah stiffened in her place. She didn't know his full name. Feeling her throat drying she softly mumbled with teary eyes. "I d-don't k-know." Her lips quivered as she struggled to get out of his grip.

That did it for him. Her innocent card pissed him off and his blood boiled in fury. "I'm asking you last time. Where is Zain Jamal?"

The girl lowered her honey colored orbs as tears fell freely. "I-I...." Her lips and chin quivered as she spoke. "I d-don't k-know."

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