❛ The Dark love of Mafia's ❜
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Secrets which are hidden.
Some secrets are burned and some are buried beneath their feet, some are present and in front of their eyes yet unknown to them.
Some are hiding the truth.
While some w...
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ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅɪᴇ ᴍɪʀᴀᴀᴀᴀᴀᴀ
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"Miraaaaaaaa- Don't run", I ran faster hearing him, my breath turned heavy as i managed myself on the last stairs and ran straight where a big glass partition was, crossing the partition i reached the living room where many big sofas and chairs were placed.
When I felt his steps near i hopped on one of the chairs and turned to throw a quick glance at him but a low gasp escaped my lips when I found him standing close to me.
when did he reach this close?
He was standing half naked wearing a black simple trouser down there while I was standing on the chair wearing his black shirt which was touching my upper knees.
His icy eyes fixed on me as he stared at me for more than a minute and finally grabbed my small hands as compared to him in his large ones.
"Noooo", I shook my head rapidly as i realised what he was going to do next, my eyes widened when he touched my nails which were a little longer than usual.
"Farisss-nooo-pleaseeeee", I pleaded when I saw him tracing his fingers on my nails, this man will not leave them before cutting them into normal size.
What actually happened was- he woke up earlier then me and when he saw his back in the mirror he had a mini heart attack and then this husband of mine observed my nails and confirmed that the deed was done by none other than my nails, when I opened my eyes feeling him creasing my fingers, i thought something romantic was happening and when I opened my eyes i almost had a heart attack looking at my husband with a nail cutter-
"Have some shame Faris- you are a Mafia King and still can't bear some nail art of your wife on your back??"
Snatching my hands away from him i snapped at him as I gripped on the soft fabric of the shirt, my eyes were drilling hole into his soul but that was just my assumption because the next second I was yanked harshly by him and my chest touched his bare chest, I was just in his shirt.
