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

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She was sitting in the couch before the window as Sumaiya just went to make a soup for her. She was burning in fever since that day. She couldn't absorb the scene of Eliff dying in front of her. She was angry on Abaan too as he didn't say anything to Hamza for killing her. It was so easy for these men to kill anyone. They should call the cops instead of killing her themselves. They should punish her with the laws but they didn't. She couldn't sleep as whenever she closed her eyes the sight of blood appeared in front of her. She wanted Abaan but she wasn't calling him too.

The sound of car screeching diverted her attention as she went downstairs to check. She was surprised seeing them coming inside. Abaan and Charlie were grabbing Daniel's hands as he was finding difficulty while walking.

"You know I came here directly from airport just to eat dinner cooked by you." Daniel said as they made him sit on the couch. He tried to lighten her mood as she was looking worried seeing Daniel. She smiled a little at him. Abaan saw her with intense and deep eyes as he missed her but she didn't even glanced at him once.

"She can't make you anything. She is sick." Sumaiya said as she came with the tray of soup in her hands. Abaan moved towards Fatima as to check her fever but she moved forward Sumaiya, ignoring him. 

"She isn't eating anything since morning. Now it's your duty to feed your wife." Sumaiya handed the tray to Abaan as Fatima ignored him and went towards her room. She sat on the bed as she didn't know what was hurting her. Sumaiya said when she saw Charlie killing a man for the first time she also passed through this stage. So it would overcome soon. 

She turned her face to the opposite side as Abaan entered the room. She j ew he was coming. Abaan sighed as he placed the tray on the side table and sat her taking her in his arms from behind. 

"So what do you decide?" Abaan said as he pressed his lips above her hijab. She felt relieved but she tried to liberate herself from his grip. 

"About what?" Fatima asked in confusion wriggling in his arms.

"About my punishment. I know you are upset with me." Abaan said as he had removed her hijab, placing her hairs on one side of her neck.

"I won't talk to you " Fatima said as a shiver ran down her spine when his lips nibbled her skin from the crook of her neck.

"I didn't ask for adeath penalty. I can't live if you stop talking to me." Abaan said as he sucked on her skin as she was breathing heavily.

"How can you do that?" Abaan stopped as he turned her around to face her. She was crying as he hugged her caressing her hairs to soothe her. And she cried and take out everything which she was holding inside her. 

"It's difficult for you but I promise you wouldn't have to see more of it. I would protect you from every harm." Abaan said as her crying reduced. She looked up at him as she was spreading fingers on his white shirt buttons.

"I don't want this promise. I want you to promise you won't kill anyone from now on." Fatima said as she sat up releasing herself from the warmness of his body. 

"I-I..." Abaan didn't say anything as he was the mafia king. How could he stood killing people.

"You can't." Fatima said as her lower lip started trembling. Abaan was about to take her in a hug again when she jerked his hands away.

"I want to go to my parents."

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I couldn't recheck the chapter so kindly ignore my mistakes, if any.

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