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

Chapter 12

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اگر کچھ سیکھنا ہے تو آنکھیں پڑھنا سیکھو
لفظوں کے مطلب تو ہزار نکلتے ہیں۔۔۔۔۔۔۔۔۔۔۔

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She was in his arms and in next second her world turned upside down. He was carrying her like a rag doll on his shoulders. His non-mehram touch burned her.

She can hear the opening of the door. He's taking her somewhere. Adrenaline rushed through her system and she started hitting his wall like back with her tiny fists but the man won't budge and continued to walk out of that place.

When the cool air of chilly night hit her. Her form started dreading what's coming. "P-please! Anyone help! HELP!" She screamed while kicking her legs in the air.

"Leave me! HELP P-PLEASE HELP!" She cried on top of her lungs, somehow her nails clawed and pinched hard at his back earning a slight grunt from him and then.

Spank!

He spanked her on her butt. Anisah stiffened abruptly after a jolt and her ears became numb with the stoppage of her heart. Blood rushed to her cheeks of embarrassment and disgust.

Michael smirked at her stiffness. She became stiff as statue and not a single voice came out of her mouth.

He wanted to sooth her butt with his caresses after spanking but that would probably make her run for the hills, so he controlled his urge.

As soon as he placed her in the front seat of his range rover she came out of her stiffness and her face became horrified. Before she could started screaming again she closed the door and child locked it.

Anisah was scared out of her wits when she felt him sitting with beside her in the car and within no time he roared the engine to life and was speeding.

Allah knows where this man is taking her. What will he do? Is he going to kill her in some forest or something.

"P-please! L-let m-me go!" She whispered softly while large tears escaped out of her eyes. She was scooting towards the door away from him as if he's a cactus.

"I didn't d-do a-anything. P-please! I will not e-even t-tell a-anyone t-that y-you're a m-murderer and... and h-have a g-gun." She mumbled softly with hiccups, her large honey coloured eyes spilled lakes of tears.

Michael just glanced at her innocent form for a brief second. And a small twitch of his lips from one corner indicated a small smile.

He stayed quiet and kept on driving, no sooner they reached his desired destination and he honked the car twice and some sort of large gates opening voice reached her ears and then he stopped the car with a screeching sound.

Anisah felt her heart dropping to the pits of her stomach. This is not happening, Allah will save her was the only thought racking her mind and her hands became cold when his warning of punishment with no mercy rewinds in her head.

He's going to hurt her!

Trembling she started reciting verses of Quran under her breath. Her head bowed down with body sticking to the door.

Michael stared at her for a second when her reciting reached his ears. She was reciting Surah An-nas.

"Am I a Jin (Ghost) to you?" He mumbled calmly while smirking earning a fearful gasp from her. Her eyes wide and face scared.

Shaking his head Michael got out of the car and in no time he opened her door only for her to be falling out. A shriek escaped her lips and he instantly holds her arms to steady her out.

She snatched her arms away from him like his mere touch burned her. This only made his eyes narrowed as he grasped her small frail hand in his large one and started dragging her with him.

Instantly a sharp pain shot up in her foot and she cried out. Her voice thick due to crying. "Leave m-me!"

Realizing about her wound he stopped and abruptly turned around and as if she weighed nothing, his arms went around her thighs and whoosh she was in air and the next second her world turned upside down again.

A yelp escaped her lips and the reality dawned on her. He's taking her to some place to punish her. She started screaming on top of her lungs. 
"P-put m-me d-down! Please! H-help anyone!"

His shoulder was so hard that her stomach started paining and her head became heavy. Her energy was draining away due to his man handling and her foot was numb as if lost its sensation.

"P-please...s-stop." Her body slumped and tears continued to fall out of her eyes, she fisted his shirt and can feel him moving up the stairs. His arms around her legs was like fire to her. His touch disgust her.

"P-please....!" She hiccuped. The creaking of the door opening hit her ears but the bolting of the door had her blood turning cold.

"P-please..... I'm s-sorryyyy!*hiccup* P-please... I w-will n-never *hiccup* s-slap y-you! L-eave m-me p- *hiccup* please!" She whispered while crying and hitting his back with the little strength she has.

What shocked her more was that she didn't landed on bed harshly but rather he was placing her on it softly like she's a baby.

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