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

Chapter 43

             

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کچھ نہیں لکھنا بس سن لو
قیامت ہے میرا محبوب۔۔۔۔۔

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A soft calming breeze rustled the leaves. Early dawn still in its nurture as light grayish clouds covered the rosy sky, the redness of the sky looked like a soft blush on the newly wedded bride's cheeks.

The girl stirred slowly in her sleep as her eyes started to flutter open for a second she lay still and her body felt extremely drained out. Last night's event invaded her mind and a deep blush appears on her skin as she tried to move. But hissed our in pain when she felt that soreness between her legs.

She recalled how painful it was for her, to such extent that wanted to back off, but he didn't let her as he coxed her into this.

The girl felt the bed beside her empty making her heart to fall due to uncertainty. But just on cue the door of the restroom opened and his footsteps were heard.

Anisah didn't dare to face him. She was to shy to do that. She realized, she's wearing only his shirt. She tried to move but her soreness was too much. She recalled his words earlier when he said she won't be able to stand if he would've done that.

And now recalling all the times, when she thought he did bad to her, make her feel stupid.

She really didn't want this. If, she knew it first. Heck the pain was so much, she was willing to give up the pleasure if you've to pass that much phase of pain.

She can still hear his satisfying grunts when she laid there in pain. But she will not lie that after sometime she started enjoying. And he was right when he said it'll be rough for her instead of him being a lot of gentle.

Her cheeks were flaming red and hot. How naive of her to thought that making love is easy.

"Perhaps you recall what appears last night Habibti." He stated in his deep husky voice which made her a lot more fuzzy, she immediately shook her head in negative.

She tried to move but the pain didn't let her as she tried to control it. In no time Michael was beside her.

He crouched down beside her as he kissed her temple making her all more bothered with his closeness. "Are you sore baby?" He asked her softly, holding her chin in his fingers. Her coy long lashes lifted up slowly and with pouting cherry lips, she nodded.

"I-It's all y-your f-fault." She spoke with small anger and pain in her voice. Making Michael to scrunch his brows in concern.

"What was I supposed to do rather than being gentle. You're so small and I'm beast. But trust it will not hurt that much in second time." He cooed softly placing a rogue strand behind her ear.

She knew he was right but his last line made her eyes to widen. "Don't even t-think a-about s-second t-time!" She told him sternly as he chuckled at her.

"Oh, there will be a lot more than second time." He told her with hidden mischievousness making her glare at him as his arms went around her body, and he slowly picked her up bridal style.

"W-What are y-you d-doing?" She asked hesitatingly, he wasn't wearing any shirt as he shushed her and carried her to the restroom. He has already filled the tub with warm water and bubbles for his precious doll.

He softly placed her on the slab and started to unbutton her shirt. But she immediately stopped him with wide eyes she asked. "What are y-you doing?"

"Just taking my shirt back." He stated simply making her eyes to widen more if possible as she holds his large hands to stop him.

"Relax Habibti. You're going to bathe, so you must remove this shirt." The girl gulped as she holds her shirt from the front and shook her head in negative while facing down.

"It's not like, I haven't seen your body." He spoke mischievously near her ear making her shudder as he bit her earlobe.

She gasped as she softly placed her hands on his chest to stop him from coming more closer. His lips kissed her neck and jaw as they started to went down. The girl panicked thinking that he'll do it again. So she did what came in her mind.

She pinched hard on his chest and one or two hair from his chest came out making him growl out in pain as he rubbed his chest.

"You little vixen!" He spoke sternly with a hint of pain. "Now I must make it equal by pinching you as well." He stated boldly as his hand went to her shoulder and the girl immediately wrapped her arm around her bosoms. "No!"

She said in warning as he smiled at her tactics and picked her up again, slowly. Trying not to hurt her as he placed her in the lukewarm water along with the shirt.

The girl gasped first and then flinched as water touched her there and then after couple of seconds, she relaxed and slowly placed her head back on the edge.

A pure blissful sigh escaped her lips as she felt a lot better in the water. She felt him wetting her hair, but she didn't stop him as he took shampoo in his palms and started massaging her scalp softly. His fingers did wonders in calming her pain as she hummed in bliss.

Michael was in sweats as he has rolled them up, and he was sitting beside the edge.

The girl was enjoying it as she slowly placed her bare wet legs on the side of the edge and lowered more in water.

Michael gulped at the sight of those glistening legs. They looked just...control, he told himself as he washed her silky soft hairs smoothly, and then he started massaging her neck and shoulders and the girl literally purred in response as her eyes rolled back in pleasure.

It felt so good.

She slowly opened the top three buttons of her shirt as she lowered the shirt down from her shoulders, baring it to his eyes as she touched certain part of back and indicated him to do it hear.

The man smiled at her tactics and obliged nonetheless. As soon as he massaged her on her upper back. She mulled in pleasure making it hard for him to perform the task at hand.

As his fingers and palms massaged her. She literally jolted few times and kept on mulling, arching and twisting.

Making the tightness to grew in his boxers.

If he stayed one more minute. He didn't know if he would be able to stop himself from jumping on her.

"I'll go and prepare breakfast Habibti." He told her softly as with much restraint he left the restroom with speed after closing the door behind.

Anisah smiled comfortably as she slowly removed her shirt and toss it aside. She bathed slowly as she felt a lot better now.

His words from last night ringed in her head. How he was praising her beauty. Telling her now and then that how beautiful she is. That he felt the most luckiest person on earth.

The way he kissed her body, the way he touched felt beautiful shudders down her body.

"You're exquisite Habibti."

He had called her this last night and unknowingly her heart warmed up as she regained a lot more confidence in self for being beautiful. In just one night he made her believe how beautiful she is and it meant a lot to her.

Michael was preparing their breakfast as couldn't help but replay last night in his head again and again. It was magnificent and magical.

He had his perfect share of women before but not any of that thing matched this. This was most beautiful moments of his life.

The way her soft body felt against his. Her small whimpering moans. That so fucking responsive doll like body of hers. Damn! She will the death of him.

He heard footsteps as he saw his beauty dressed up in red floral dress came towards the kitchen with small steps. Her wet hairs were open and without a veil. She looked just so beautiful with that glow on her face.

He slowly went to her and picked her up in his arms bridal style making her gasp as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

He softly kissed her cheek making her blush as he softly made her sit on her chair. As he served them the breakfast.

Anisah couldn't help but feel like a princess at his so much care. He knows she's having difficulty in walking, so he not letting her walk. Prepared that relaxing bath for her and man that massage was good that she can have that her whole life.

He placed the freshly made pancakes in front of her as the girl smelled the delicious food. "Here you go baby." He said softly as he placed orange juice beside her plate.

"If you keep treating me like a princess then I'll might think about a second time." She spoke in a teasing voice making him stare at her with love spilling throw his green pearls.

His eyes turned dark when he saw her nibbling at her lower lip.

"Fuck me!"

A whole week passed full of love and warmth as they got so close to each other. The last few days were full of the best moments of her life. She couldn't thank Allah much for all these beautiful blessings.

Never in her life she thought such happiness will engulf her being and never in millions years she can think that her kidnapper who scared the living day lights out of her will become this soft, gentle and loving towards her.

She couldn't help but relish those moments as they were now heading back to their home. The memories she got here were soulful and breathtaking. It will be a new start for their life. A new beginning, and she can't wait for it.

They reached back to Pakistan in evening as a car was already waiting for them. They headed back to their home as Michael dropped her off and left to have a small look at the things at office.

Anisah understood his concerns as she went in and engulfed by the motherly hug of Amma and then Hina. They both welcomed her lovingly as they told her to take rest.

But Anisah just freshened up did her Esha prayers and went down to have dinner. She requested Amma and Hina to have dinner with her, and they happily obliged. The glow in her face was visibly speaking that the innocent girl is happy.

They had their dinner while talking her trip and Hina didn't any chance to tease the poor girl making her blush furiously.

After dinner Anisah went to his now their room as she laid down on the bed. She knew he will be late for sure, and she was exhausted. So as soon as her head touched the comfy bed, she drifted into sleep in no time.

In morning, she woke up as the sun rays hit her face making her roll to the other side only to hit a familiar hard muscular chest. The girl like a kid wrapped her arm around his torso and cuddled with him. Inhaling his musky cinnamon scent that became her favorite for life.

The man groaned as in no time his arms bulky arms wrapped around his doll, pulling her closer as he softly kissed her forehead making her smile.

She after few minutes tried to wriggle out of his grip, when she was fully awake, but he wasn't leaving her at all. "I need to use restroom." She told him softly but the giant of a man only hummed in his sleep squishing her into him.

Anisah shook her head as she smiled after a lot of pestering she got out of his grip. She went to the restroom did her routine, showered and changed into beautiful plain Shalwar Kameez. She let her half wet hair down as she came out of the restroom.

She was wearing her bangles when she felt his presence behind her. She softly placed her hairs aside on her shoulder and kissed her neck from behind making her breathing to hitch.

She still behaves like a virgin merry, and he loved it.

"Get ready Habibti cause we are going out and no questions." With that said, he went to the restroom.

Anisah stood there confused for a second but nonetheless she obliged to his words and wore her large veil around her form.

In no time Michael was also ready as he holds her hand firmly, and they intertwined their fingers together. He guided her down and straight out as he informed Amma that they'll eat breakfast outside.

He parked the car in front of a cozy restaurant as they had their breakfast there. Anisah kept on asking where he'll take her, but he didn't say a word. Other than you'll know soon.

After breakfast, he started driving the car towards the desired destination. And in no time they reached there. He guided her inside as she can hear people walking and few talking.

Her brows scrunched up as he walked her to one of the cabins and the girl almost squealed when he picked her up from the waist like a doll and placed on her something hard type of bed.

"W-where a-are we?" She asked confused. Michael sighed but holding her face in his large hands, he placed his forehead against hers.

"We are in Hospital Habibti." He informed her softly making her more confused then ever.

"W-Why? W-What's w-wrong?" She asked confused, but then she gasped and her small hands hold his face softly as she mumbled with concern. "Are you hurt?" She asked hurriedly.

Michael smiled softly as he took her small soft hands in his and then placed feathery kisses in her palms making her coy and beetroot as she warned softly.

"Michael!"

"Jee jaan-e-Michael?"
(Yes Michael's life?)

He asked her lovingly making her blush bright red. On cue the door creeped opened and the both slowly parted.

"Oh, look what we have here my favorite the one and only Anisah." Came the joyous voice of Zaroon making Anisah's eyes to widen for a second, but then she smiled and mumbled a soft Salam and he replied.

Zaroon eyed the irritated Michael to whom Zaroon just dismissed first, but then he gave him a manly hug and Michael smiled as he patted his back. After that brotherly moment, Zaroon turned around to show a beautiful lady doctor standing there and beaming at them.

"This is Dr. Riya the best eye specialist of our hospital." Zaroon introduces but that doctor girl literally disregarded Zaroon and went to the confused Anisah as she stood beside her.

Zaroon glared daggers at the young doctors head making Michael to smirk as he observed the scene with his hawk like eyes.

"I'm here to do a checkup on you. Come with me." She holds Anisah's hand softly and by that time Anisah was somehow aware of what's happening, but she faced Michael for guidance as he softly holds her hand and spoke softly.

"Go with her Habibti. I'll be right here." He told her softly and with an encouraging kiss on her forehead he let her go as the girl smiled softly and went with Dr. Riya.

"Oh man, Are you the same mighty Michael Sheikh or my eyes are betraying me?" Zaroon teased enjoying this unbelievable soft side of Michael.

Michael just scoffed at him, annoyed. "Dr. Riya Huh!" Michael arched his brow making Zaroon shock, but he covered his expressions in mili second making Michael's smirk to deepened.

"Don't you dare start! It's nothing like that." Zaroon warned him in a cold expressionless face.

Michael smirked. "You know I'm not dumb!" Michael stated tauntingly making him roll his eyes. They sat on the chairs talking about business as Zaroon gave him the head ups of the happenings.

Twenty minutes passed as they heard footsteps. They both stood up from there places as Dr. Riya came back Anisah. Michael instantly hold Anisah's hand as Riya let it go and sat on her chair.

Michael helped Anisah to sit as he himself sat as well and Zaroon stayed standing beside Michael. As they waited for the young doctor to say something.

"I've done a thoroughly check up of her eyes and if Allah wills she can see again." Dr. Riya told them softly as a smile appeared on all their faces and Anisah's eyes started to tear up.

"She's also healthy and ready for the surgery. We will perform vitrectomy. The surgery removes the jellylike tissue behind the lens of the eye and replaces it with a saline solution. Whenever y'all say, we are ready to proceed with the process." Dr. Riya told them happily as they smiled.

Anisah couldn't help but cry. She lost the hope of seeing again when her parents died. They were her only support system. She thought, she'll remain like this forever but Allah is so great full.

The man she came to love is the one, who is helping her to get her sight back. She would never be able to thank him enough. He thought so much for her. She's truly blessed to have him in her life.

She felt his large hand holding her small one, giving it an assuring squeeze as the girl broke a soft smile.

"We can start tomorrow." Zaroon spoke happily with twinkling eyes making Dr. Riya to stare at him for few seconds, but then she gets out of her haze and straightened.

"Very well then, I'll talk to my colleagues about it and Mr. Sheikh you can bring your wife here at sharp 12 pm." She told them professionally with a soft smile.

They nodded their head. Michael was thinking about it from the time when she told Zaroon that when she was kid, her doctor said she can see again and there were chances that she can see now as well. So he called Zaroon and asked him to book an appointment with the best doctor and now here they are.

Anisah was crying softly now as Zaroon and Dr. Riya left the room discussing certain facts. Michael at once pulled the crying girl on his chest as he softly patted her head.

"Why are you crying Habibti? You should be happy." He told her softly as she shook her head in negative. She moved back to face, and then she mumbled softly with her pouting lips and teary eyes. "I'm h-happy. T-these are h-happy tears." She explained him softly as the man chuckled at his innocent wife.

"You're so lucky Habibti. You'll be able to see my handsome face." Michael joked softly as he caressed her cheek and wiped her tears making her to hit his chest playfully.

That night Anisah prayed to her lord as she thanked him for every blessing she was getting. She cried as she thanked her lord.

Michael was working late in office that night as the work was so piled up due to his small trip. But he was there for his wife in the morning.

It was him he woke her up and took her to the hospital. But before going to hospital they went to haveli to meet everyone. They all welcomed them and teased them to red tomatoes regarding their honeymoon.

When Michael informed them about her surgery. Auntie Yasmeen was over the moon as she hugged the girl and gave her lots of prayers. Everybody gave their silent prayers to the girl. Michael was glad that the boys weren't home. Otherwise, they would've teased him to death.

After that they departed to hospital. Anisah was nervous as hell. She was reciting Quranic verses to calm her heart down.

Michael guided his wife towards the room and guided her to the restroom where she changed into patient's gown. The girl softly sat on the patient bed as he holds her face and kissed her forehead.

"Just know this Habibti. I'm here for you." He ensured her softly as girl nodded with a soft smile.

She softly took his large hands in her small ones as she gave small cute pecks on his each hand one by one, and then she let go turning all beetroot.

Michael chuckled and his heart warmed up for his doll. His eyes landed on her red cherry lips as his thumb grazed her lower lips and on cue the door opened breaking their small moment.

Dr. Riya cleared her throat before walking in as she took the sight. She couldn't help but admire this beautiful couple. A hot might alpha male husband and a soft, naive beautiful wife. What a deadly combination. She spoke MashaAllah softly under her breath.

As she told her to lay down on the stretcher. Anisah felt her nervousness increasing but as soon as she felt Michael holding her hand. She relaxed a bit. They took the stretcher to the operating room and that is where there hands were parted as girl was taken in and Michael stood outside with his heart in his throat.
             

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