CHAINED BY ARAB MAFIA(Ongoing)

chapter 2

"Hello baba" I said into the receiver. " as salaam alikum Honey" my father replied.

"How are you and how's college going" he said coldly.

"Fine I guess last semesters gonna start soon after summer"

"بيتا,أريد أن أتحدث (I want to talk to you)

" about what?"my voice getting stiff every passing moment. My heart raced against my chest as anxiety started to take over me.

My father was silent " about what?" I repeated through my gritted teeth I clenched my jaw tight.

He sighed and said " I want you to spend your summer with us your brother and I , here in Doha." He announced.

I was frozen for a brief moment and confusion fuzzed my mind.

"Its just honey, we miss you a..and its your summer break it'll be easy for you to come here" he carried on

"I cant" I said flatly " ive got loads if homework to do this summer and its my last semester aa..and"

"It would make your mother happy if you could just visit your homeland for the last time before settling in new Orleans" he added.

Ha! I knew it. Always bring my dead mother into his mess. Tears began to well up as I thought about her. how much she loved and sacrificed for this man, my father and how shamelessly he traded her life to save his own ass from the terrifying gangsters he took loan with.

she tried to stop him from gambling, was always to his side fulfilled her promise of being there for him in his health and sickness but this mosterous human whom i still gravely have a soft spot in my heart gave her away and they killed her sending her dead body the next day. the insidious memory flashes before my eyes and I was no longer in this conscious world until my father spoke again.

"Please honey, I just want to hold you in my arms for the last time" he interrupted he sounded miserable " your brother Yusuf misses you too please I beg you come back for the last time..I would never abandon you nur" .

I thought for a second.. I knew I had no choice i have to know hows my soon to be 18 year old little brother Yusuf doing "okay baba I'll come to visit you guys but I wont stay long"

"Yes its enough for us honey" he replied sounding relieved.

I canceled the call and silently lay on my single bed covered with lilac satin bed sheet. I really had no choice my father had his convincing ways.

Checking the dorm room clock I shrieked and jumped to my feet "shit my boss is really gonna fire me this time" I muttered under my breath. i quickly checked myself in the mirror I looked simple in pink floral sundress with flats and my chestnut hair tied up in a lose bun taking my bag I swiftly jogged my way to the vintage book and vinyl store..my working place.

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"I know I'm sorry mr.saleh I promise I wont be late its just I was caught up in my school work" i tried to explain to my so called boss. Its been almost 3 months since I've been working here and damn this place is no good but my boss here pays me real good amount of money.

"Always excuses nur this is enough..you're done and please call me your boss" he said in his deep indian accent.

Mr. Saleh was a unusually handsome man in his late 40s with long luscious raven locks and striking hazel eyes..but his personality sucked a real level of degree..and the worst part is that this old man sorta has a crush on me..prehaps to be more clear he had lust for my body. the ways he's always oogling at my breasts and my ass make me wanna punch in his sunshine.

"Oh please no I'll do extra hours and extra work mrs saleh just please dont fire me I'm in desperate need of money" I said startled.

He raised his left eyebrow and disgustingly licked his lips "I'll reconsider only if you have a proper contract with me in my office" without thinking I agreed.

"what contract mr.saleh" i confusingly asked i could see he was getting annoyed now but he waved his hands dismissively and went back to his small cabin office at the end of the store. the store i worked in was abnormally huge and was divided into different sections for disimilar books and vinyl records.

Happily I started my work by first arranging the vinyls collection by alphabets.A Girl named mary worked here too but she had a different shift so today it was just me and Mrs saleh working.

around 4pm a matte black SUV stopped in front of the store i was checking the cash register box when four big heavily build muscular man dressed in all black entered the store. taking a deep breath and mastering up all my courage i asked in the most friendly voice "good afternoon sir how may i help you?". all of the men ignored me and head directly towards mr.saleh's cabin. not a second later a a man in his maybe late 30s entered, He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. I guess he must get used to that, the sudden pause in a person's natural expression when they looked his way. he had a naturally tanned complexion and his gray eyes seemed to held fury and rage.he had a spine chilling aura and something seemed boisterous about him.

this must be the boss i thought but who the hell are these people and what the hell are they doing at an vintage books and vinyl store. clearing my throat i asked " excuse me mister what can i help you with? you guys must be mistaken its an vintage book store" i tried to stay as calm as possible. the man with gray stormy walked towards me with grace. " whats your name (habibat alqalb)sweetheart? the man said in his deep lustful voice i was confused for a moment ..then just as i was about to answer someone screamed in agony as if in excruciating pain.

"mr saleh" i shouted and made my way quickly to his cabin. my eyes went horrifyingly wide and my jaw drop open at the sight in front of me, no words seemed to tumble out of my mouth here in my plain sight mr. saleh sat on the cabin floor clutching something to his his chest and cried uncontrollably around him the blood was splattered and an object which resembled a finger. mr saleh's finger i gasped as i saw a man dressed in black clutching a huge butcher knife wet with fresh blood. i wanted to run but my knees felt weak and wobbly.

"ru..run nnur" mr saleh said shivering. i was panicking hard and i know i couldnt leave him like this with these monstrous men."nnoo, go away far aaway" he said.this was it. i looked at him for the last time and then i ran out of the cabin suddenly i felt hard grip on my forearms, i looked up and saw the gray eyed man i started to thrash as he dragged me out of the store. i screamed violently and without warning i scratched the man's face and he let out a pained groaned and crouched down clutching his face taking the opportunity i ran like i have never ran before i heard several gunshots but i never looked back i sprinted never stopping.