Mafia Kingpin: A Dark, Thrilling Organized Crime Romance

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§ ALIYAH §

I barely made it to the end of the street, before I started wobbling and lost my balance, struggling in my heels. I sighed, exhausted, wondering why the hell I'd decided to wear these shoes tonight of all nights. It was no use. My feet wouldn't be able to carry me any further...

Abid would catch up with me.

It was inevitable.

I clutched my chest with my hands, my heart hammering against it. By now, the sweat on my face had been mingled with my tears. My heart almost stopped beating as I heard Abid's voice behind me.

"ALIYAH!" he screamed. "Don't fucking run away from me!"

I screamed, jolting back at the suddenness. I could feel my heart being ripped apart. I didn't know what to say, or what to fucking do.

Nothing would be able to rectify this situation.

Abid folded his arms angrily, a stone-cold expression on his face. He slowly took steps towards me, and I froze to the spot in fear. He was bound to be angry with me. He had every right to be...

The only thing I was scared about was how he would project that anger.

"You better have a good fucking explanation for this," Abid said quietly, his voice dropping to barely below a whisper. "For all these years..."

Abid shook his fists angrily, thumping them both together, and tears continued to slide down my cheeks.

"I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!" Abid roared. "I put myself through all that torture..." He broke off his sentence, taking his head into his hands. "Drained myself mentally thinking that this was all my fault..." He slowly tilted his face back upwards, as he stared into my eyes, rage boiling over his face. "AND I SEE YOU SHAKING YOUR ASS IN THE FUCKING CLUB?!"

Abid screamed again, cornering me, and punched the wall hard behind me. I jolted up in fear, as he punched the wall again, his knuckles now swollen and bloody.

"Do I scare you, Aliyah?" he whispered.

"Abid, I – I can explain!" I said desperately.

"OH YOU BET YOU FUCKING CAN!" Abid roared.

"I - I..." I tried.

"Not here," Abid spat bitterly, cutting me off my sentence. He took a deep breath in. "Trex is in the club right now, so unless you wanna catch a bullet, I suggest you take me to your apartment."

"O - Okay..." I stammered, taking a deep breath in myself. Abid still cared about me. He still loved me... I could see it in his eyes. He cared enough to keep me alive. He cared enough to not want me to be left for dead again...

Abid began storming out of the street, making his way to the car park. I followed suite, my heart hammering against my chest the entire time, wondering what the hell this night was going to unfold.