PRISONER LOVE BY MAVAMPY 18+

CHAPTER 1

"Sinners Judging Sinners for
Sinning differently ”

ZAIN MALIK
Present day

The police patrol the area.” Mr Sheikh remarked, “So how will the truck reach us ?” Mr Sheikh is dealing with us for the first time, so he had no idea of my power but that would change after this deal. We were sitting in a soundproof room at the Russian restaurant, ‘Moscow Munchies ’ negotiating a drug trade business deal.
“Stick to your promise and you will get your merchandise.” I swirled the whiskey glass on the table with my fingers as I spoke. I was reading Mr Sheikh’s mind by watching his every move. Mr Sheikh appears loyal on the surface but if he dares to doublecross us, he knows the consequences.
“Surely you know our rules, Mr Sheikh.” Kami inquired from Mr Sheikh, who was sitting beside me. It is obvious that he must have known otherwise there will be some fool who would deal with us without knowing our rules, because everyone knows how dangerous we are, and what is the fate of breaking our rules and who once joined us is either prosperous or dead.
“Our illegal work also has some rules. If you do not agree with them then you still have time to turn back, otherwise, no one will be able to save you after that .” I explained as I puffed on my cigarette because cheating and lying were not in my dictionary and if anyone dared, he wrote his own death.
“Don't worry Mr.Malik, you will not have any trouble with us. This is my claim.” Mr.Sheikh extended his hand with confidence and said, but there is also a rule in my principles that I do not shake hands with anyone because I think that by shaking hands the next person gets a chance to know you and knowing Zain Malik is far away, no one can even imagine.
"You can go, Mr.Sheikh, the meeting is over.” I said putting the cigarette into the Ashtray. I saw Mr.Sheikh and his two members exiting the room from the main hall where the tables were placed, soft lightning, royal blue velvety furnishings, big crystal chandeliers and luxurious decor. A perfect View. I was watching Mr.Sheikh leaving when I saw a girl ‘Sanaya’, my younger sister, who was sitting in front of me with a boy doing some discussion. But who is this boy? I couldn't see the boy's face so I got up from my chair and stood up to look and as soon as I saw the boy's face, my jaw tightened, my fists clenched and my chest burned with anger. When I saw Ryan Choudry sitting with Sanaya. What the fuck, what is Sanaya doing with Ryan? I immediately left the meeting room and went towards Sanaya.
“Cosa ci fai qui, piccolo diavolo?” I said calmly, controlling my anger because I never get angry with my little princess, this is my little devil who always gets herself into problems and no doubt in the end blames me for those problems. But today seeing her with Ryan, I feel like I've given Sanaya a little more freedom because there was never born more traitorous and stupid than Ryan.
“Fratellone, come sei qui? Lo, quella…”Sanaya quickly got up from her chair seeing me. She was very surprised and scared to see me because she knew who she was sitting with.
“Non è l’ora della tua lezione?” I raised an eyebrow and said, I didn't look at Ryan because if I saw that asshole, he wouldn't make it home alive.
“Ti spiegherò, fratellone” Sanaya came to me and held my hand, her hands were cold and trembling.
“Relax, Zain, we were just talking, am I right Sanaya?” Ryan leaned back in his chair and looked at my sister with his blue dirty eyes. You'll die, Ryan! You will! How dare you look at my sister.
"How dare you take my sister's name?” I immediately grabbed his collar and made him stand up.
“Leave him ,Zain. Calm down .” Kami came from behind and started pushing me away from Ryan but I wouldn't let him go, he will be punished like his brother for looking at my sister.
“Everyone is watching. Zain, if the matter reaches uncle, it will be a big problem.” Kami pushed us both away but I didn't let go of Ryan’s collar.
“ I don't care who is watching and how far it goes, all I care is that he's trying to use my sister for revenge,” I said angrily to Kami.
“Fratellone, per favore, vattene da qui.” Sanaya's voice was shaking like she was about to cry.
"Stay away from my sister and my family or you will regret it.” I left Ryan's collar and gave him a warning and Ryan knows very well that I mean what I say.
“Time will tell who repents and who doesn't.” He smirked and adjusted the collar of his navy blue shirt. I took a step closer and said, “And I will write your time, Mr. Choudry, Remember.” For some time we looked at each other with murderous eyes.
“Zain, we are running late.” Kami interrupted my thought and said, I held Sanaya’s hand and exited the restaurant towards the parking lot. I unlocked my car.
“Non c'è niente come quello che pensi, fratellone. Non sono così stupido." She held my hand and started looking at me with her big green eyes. What does this innocent person know, how cruel the world is? How many shackles there are in the world that scratch innocent people.
"Non dovrebble succedeere niente del genre, diavoletto , altrimenti la fine sara pessima.” I said softly and squeezed her cheeks, which made her start smiling. It was as if my whole world lit up with her smile, and all my anger and worries disappeared after seeing her joyful expression. My little devil, she has no idea just how precious she is to me, and how much I love my little devil.
Kami mocked Sanaya as he walked towards his car, “Poor choice, Sanaya” No matter how old these two are, they will not stop mocking each other. I know my sister likes him but he treats her like his sister. Although he knows that Sanaya likes him. And they have no idea that I know.
“Like yours, idiot” She rolled her eyes and said, Sanaya is no less than Kami. They both are idiots. Sanaya because she has chosen to fall for him in the whole world, and Kami for being blind to her charms. Well, I don't want to get into these headaches.Then Kami sat in his black Mercedes, and so did we. He took the left as his house is in the Basmanny district, while we took the straight as our house is in Krylatskoye. All the way, Sanaya kept my ears cooking with her crazy songs. Then we reached our house, which is less of a home and more of a pain for me. The watchmen opened a big black gate, adorned with an ‘W’ written in the center.
We passed through a large backyard and entered a large white magnificent mansion. Indeed, no matter how magnificent and big this mansion is, I have never found peace here. Our house is among the most expensive mansions in Russia. People yearn to be here but I never found peace here. Especially when I see Gia Barone, my blood boils at the sight of her.
I parked my car, “Per favore, fratellone. Non dirlo baba,” She requested getting out of the car and looked at me with her big innocent eyes like a kitten.
“Non te lo dirò, ma prima promettimi che starai lontano da Ryan.” In return, I asked Sanaya for a promise because it is for her safety. Ryan can go to any extent to take revenge on me, and I will not let Sanaya be his target.
“Promessa e grazie, sei il miglior, Fratellone.” she smiled and promised. ‘ciao ciao , fratellone.’ She got out of the car and was going inside the house. She looks exactly like my mom from behind with long black silky hair that reaches down her mid back like hers, her big doe eyes which mesmerizing shade of olive green framed by thick lashes that made her even more captivating. She has a slim toned figure that betrays her athleticism but her eyes are like Gia Barone. She is a mixture of my mom and her mom Gia, my stepmother. Which I hate.
I put my glasses on, reverse the car and get out of the mansion. Despite its beauty, it is a ruin for me. My father has put everything into this house to help me forget but I'm held back by my past. In search of peace, I have made my own separate residence where I and my solitude live.
After two hours, I reached a secluded forest where my little house is, where I have built my quiet life away from my reality. No one can disturb me in this old cottage. I parked my car and entered inside the cottage. I turned on the lights and went upstairs. As I entered my bedroom I looked at the picture of Pretty Girl, which I have hung on the wall above the bed so that I could see her picture, get up, sit down, sleep and wake up. I know it's crazy but I love my craziness. I lay down on my bed, opened the mobile gallery and started looking at the pictures of a pretty girl.
“ It's been five years, 11 months and 21 days but I still can't find where you are ?” I didn't leave any place, I went to your home address, I looked for you in your neighborhood, but nobody knew anything. Nobody knows where you are.But I won't give up, even if it takes me a lifetime, I'll keep looking for you and now I'm starting to enjoy looking for you because it's making me even more crazy.
You have become my stubbornness, my obsession, my insanity. My obsession with you is growing with each passing day. Just pray for the day you will be with me because that will be the last day of your freedom. I'm afraid that just the thought of you drives me crazy. What will happen to me when you are actually In Front of me?” I was looking at her pictures, which is my favorite. All pictures are my favorite but the one where she is smiling and distributing the cake. And I'm also thinking that in these five years, how much more beautiful you will have become and I love your name ‘Amara’, beautiful like you. “Fuck you will drive me crazy. I can't wait any longer, I must find you at any cost and bring you to me very soon. I don't know if it's love or just obsession but I know for sure that you are mine and belong to me and soon you will be with me.”