The Mafia's Deception

Chapter 3

I grew up watching Animations and Happy ending movies. Never had I thought my life would be a twist. I'm pushing down a drawer to the wall changing the decor a little bit, but this thing doesn't seem to budge.

"Need some help?"

"God!"
I almost went into frenzy.

"Would it hurt to knock zainab?"
I seriously don't know where i borrowed that guts

Her gigglings filling the room making me feel relaxed.
"On the count of three we push." Nodding my head at her.

"One..two..three!"

I growled as we made it to the wall.

"That's was something else." I said panting.

"Oh shut up. Better think of how you'll convince Amar." She sneered.

I inwardly dreaded that. My lips forming into a thin line.

Should i walk out of this room, proceed to the hallway then to his office with a knock on the door and say 'Hey Mr.Amar...My name is Safiyah and i think you've abducted the wrong person.'

That is so lame!

And far as i've been in this prison, i'm getting used to how things are now. I wake up early every morning preparing his work outfit; the usual. Black Armani Giorgio suit with a matching black tie,a white shirt and white vest,his newly polished shoe, His Micheal Kors watch next to his Lamp stand and a dark shady. I quickly proceed on his breakfast. Toasted bread, a sunup fried egg with baked beans aside with a cup of coffee hot and preferably black. I make sure I don't bump into him. He usually comes home late from some business meeting I completely have no idea about. But its obviously illegal. That's what this mafia business is all about afterall. When 22:15pm sets in, I quickly prepare his dinner. I noticed he loves light meal like beef soups. After setting his dinner, I prepare his night outift. Just a freaking sweat pant. I've never seen him in that though but with the help of Zainab and Jane who luckily like me now, I was able to know all this things. But not once has my mind ever drift away from Bilal. I missed my baby. I missed Mrs. Knight and I missed my friends. I know they'll be going bananas about my whereabouts but I'm hopeless about getting out of here. The mafia boss is now my Master. I belong to him.
"Zainab. We'll be needing some groceries. We're out of some necessities." I told her as we left for the kitchen.
"oh! We'll go shopping then." She lightly said it.
I looked at her completely deadpanned. "what!?"
"Do you have to keep jeering me?" I tried to look hurt. Mark my word "tried"
"I seriously don't understand"
"you know I'm bound to live here forever. But that doesn't mean you should make a mockery out of me. I've accepted my fate" my tears were at bay and I'm struggling to keep them at the brim of my lid. I'm exhausted from crying. "I'm weak Zainab. I'm weak"
With that, she brought me into her embrace "shhh. Fiyah. You're the strongest person I've ever known. And I'm sorry for everything that's been happening to you...knowing I'm related to him. I'm sorry for everything believe me. You're the sun that keeps shinning even in the snow"
I giggled.
"what now?, first you were crying now you're laughing.... I cant figure you out lady." She shook her head.
"your last line is lame." I continued laughing.
"Well glad at least it made you pop out those dimples."
I still can't believe this manic Angel is related to that Manic Devil. Being with her is warm, lively and funny. But just the thought of Amar is apprehensive.
"Fine I'll go shopping with jane." She pouted as she left. I proceeded on cleaning the kitchen a little bit. "and oh Fiyah. Your hair looks better down."
"shit!" I quickly put it back in ponytail. I could hear her gigglings.
Being kidnapped by the Devil wasn't all that completely bad.

Amar's Pov

There is something about Sakeenah that seems a little.... Different. She wears her hair in a ponytail she usually loves it cascading down. But nonetheless, she's still the same girl I fell in love with years ago. We're from different classes and that has caused a lot of damages in our lives.
It's been a week now and I haven't set eyes on her. I knew she's doing what was assigned of her because with my tos and fros from work, my stuff and everything are in tact.
But i missed her wild self.

I was interrupted by the commotion happening down stairs. Today I'm in a fairly good mood. We made a deal of 25,000 cocaine. But on good business deal usually boost to a 50,000.

"Derick, why all the chaos?" I made my ways downstairs slightly unbuttoning my shirt. "Boss. We caught a spy in one of the garages. And we believe he's from the Swenda group. But he's fucking proving headstrong."
I looked down at our newly founded culprit, but for God's sake he looks 15 or 16.and he looks scared as fuck. Well this is not the first time I got this kind of reaction. "what's your name kid?" I asked. He looks enervated, I knew Derick and the other won't just caught him without throwing a fist his way.
"L-luke sir."
"okay here is what we'll do luke, I'm going to have my lunch down there" I pointed to the dinning room juxtapose to where I stand " I'll meet you there and I wont let my men touch a hair on your skin. But that's only if you''ll choose to cooperate. Deal?" I arched my brow

He looked at Derick before responding "Y-Yes sir."
My gaze fell on Derick "To the D room."

What a day to continue!

I walked to the Dinning room only to find not even cutleries on the table. What I felt was beyond elixating. I could have shouted and woke even the dead if I call on a maid, but I walked to the kitchen suppressing my Anger. Just when I was about to speak, I met the back of a young girl who faced the window pane. Wearing a green knee-length robe with fushia pink apron. Her white porcelain legs exposed and I had to fight the urge not to run my hand on them.
Fuck!.
No one needs to tell me its my Sakeenah standing there in all her glory. But what deflated my temptation was her hair was tied in a ponytail. I hate that. I took in her whole appearance once more time before I quake her deep thoughts.
"Why the fuck is my lunch not ready?!"
I heard a glass cup shatter into pieces. I know she didn't hear me walk in, but I knew something was bothering her
"S-sir... I ....didn't hear you walk in." her beautiful emerald eyes held fear, I hate that look knowing I'm the cause of it. She hates me so much but I'm selfish. I can never let her go. Not in my lifetime. As she knelt down to pick up the glass I was afraid she'll get herself hurt. "let go off the glass. I'll get Brie clean it up."
She looked at me and wants to protest but I only walk up to her and raised her on her feet. She quiver in my hold.

Fuck she is so vulnerable.

"when I talk sweetheart...."
I locked my gaze with her and I could see myself get lost in her eyes. Her lips quivering as she looked straight to my eyes before lowering her gaze.

Get a hold of yourself Amar.

"I don't repeat!". I finished off. She looked up to me again. I slightly held her tighter. Fuck it!
I let my lips have its way with her. I could taste how different she is. Our lips syncing in a beautiful union. I don't know how long I've held her but I'm not ready to let go. Her legs wobbling but I was quick to grab her for support. She's different now but that just increase my urge to make her mine. I love this tame Sakeenah not the wild one that would fight for dominance. She's submitting to me. She moaned and that was it. I just want to take her right here... "Amar...P-please....stop." she pressed her palm on my chest. But that just fired my desire.

"Sir.."

Shit!

Derick just had to come in. And I'll have to thank him later maybe give him the Audi 8 he's been asking me of. I curtly get off her.
"let's go Derick"
I walked out of the kitchen swiftly whispering strings of profanities.

what the fuck just Happened!

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