Married to Mr. Mafia by Nusrat Jahan (books for 10th graders TXT) 📗

Chapter 23

“Never underestimate the power of Dua (supplication).” – Anonymous
 

If you haven't prayed than please pray this book can wait but Salah can't

 

Khalid Mirza  p.o.v

I watch her serving juice to the guest. I clench my fist turning to the counter to " you go and serve them juice " I ordered one of the staff.

This is the reason I didn't want her to come to this dinner. I didn't want her to serve like a maid. It's boiling my blood to watch her doing all these chores but the thing I am not understanding is why it's bothering me so much....

She is a maid here ... I announced her to be a maid here , I wanted to take revenge from her father , that's her job that's why she is still alive right ! 

I gulped the drink in one go , a burning sensation erupted inside my throat , it's harder than I expected .

" Baby.... " Myra's high -pitched voice rang in my ear .

" Go away Myra " I growl slowly.

" Baby....I know your mood is off because of that maid but I know how to fix it " she caresses my thigh sexually .

I glare at her hand rather than her face , grabbing her hand. I jerk away harshly .

I lower my eyebrows " I don't like to repeat Myra when I say go away that means  GO AWAY " baring my teeth I push her rudely .

She looked here and there as her face flushed in embarrassment. I didn't care either. I didn't feel bad but it bothers me so much when I see tears in Tesoro's eyes .

Her innocent hazel eyes filled with tears not leaving my mind for a second .

Dammit why the hell I am thinking about her .

I took another shot glaring. I don't know where .

AMIRA SULTAN p.o.v

" Hey " I turned to the man " come here " he signed with his finger .

He just came half an hour before as I observed he is Mr and Mrs Anderson son.

I sigh pressing my lips. I didn't like the way he called me , he scanned me from head to toe but I smirk internally . Sorry dude I am wearing something that will never please your eyes .

 

" Yes sir " I smiled politely even though inside I already kicked his family jewel. The moment he came all he was doing was staring at the girls in the house first Nafisa , then Myra but unfortunately for him , he couldnot stare at me .

My abaya is a protection from the eyes of men like him . 

Taking juice , he dismissed me 
 

Myra p.o.v

" Hii beautiful " a Handsome guy came , he has been staring at me for a long time now ,which is making me uncomfortable.

" Hey ummm can you help me with something " 

He stepped closer than was necessary. " I want to go to the washroom , can you show me " his eyes fell on my lips then dropped on my lower body which made me extremely uncomfortable .

" Sure  " with a fake smile I drag my feet to the direction of the washroom .

" This way  " I bowed my head slightly pointing my hand toward the door , he nodded stepping ahead I was about to turn when he called me out .

" The door is jam " he tried to push the door " I furrowed my brows .

I walk near him " let me check " he steps aside as I try to check the door . I glance sideways to make sure he is standing a few feets away . Surprisingly with one click the door opened, making me frown . 

" Here you g- -" before I could turn he pushed me inside forcely and I fell on the floor with a loud thud .

" Ahh... " I groan holding my elbow. I look up to see him smirking evilly .

He cracked his knuckle lowering to my level " ahh... I have been waiting for this moment all evening " his disgusting eyes roam all over my body making my soul shiver in disgust .

" Do- don't you dare , or else I will tell Khalid " I threatened him while dragging myself away from him .

" Aww... " he tilted his head " do you think he will care about a mistress ?? " his mocking voice pierced my heart .

Mistress….. 

" He had a wife , but still he is having fun with you then why can't I do the same " his words make me want to throw up .

He is right ! He won't care about me . He never cared. It was me who clung to him even after he got married . I thought he would marry me but instead he chose to marry Amira .

" Don't you dare come near me " I tried to back away .

" Ahh.... " I scream when he pulls my feet covering his body over mine .

" I am going to have so much fun today " he smirks, pulling both of my hands over my head, trapping me .

" HELP !" I shouted in desperation struggling in his tight grip .

" Your knight in shining armour won't come darling " he whispered, kissing my earlobe. I shiver in disgust .

" She doesn't need shining armour you idiot " my eyes widened at the voice as Amira shot his head with a pan so hard that he clutched his head in pain , he rolled over beside me groaning in pain clutching his head .

Quickly I stood up and stamp on his groin once again as he yelled. I can see his veins popping out on his forehead in immense pain. 

" Women are not objects whom you can use whenever you want , you disgusting creatures" to my surprise Amira stomped on his stomach one last time . I was so shocked , nodding her head my way , she held my hand hurriedly and left the washroom .
 

Amira Sultan p.o.v

She leaned on the nearest wall , she was trembling in fear , so am I . I couldn't believe what I just did but I don't regret it a bit .

" You okay ?" I ask softly . I can understand what she must be going through mentally . No girl deserves to go through something like this . Some men are so disgusting they just treat women like an object to please themselves. That's why Allah s.w.t command women to cover themselves and not go near non - mahram because our lord knows his creation more than we know ourselves .

" Why did you save me? " she barely whispered in surprise but I heard her .

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