I sat poking at my plate of cake with my fork, taking tiny sips of my coffee trying to seem interested in the conversation taking place. It was late, people were leaving. There was just one other table next to ours occupied, two men murmured while cigarette smoke clouded the table. The one facing me was a thin lanky boy wearing specs, his face was in the dark, I couldn't place his age but he seemed to be in his teens. The one with his back turned towards me was broad, almost muscular, his huge head had a closely cropped haircut, and he sat slouched laughing a thick throaty chuckle. A moment later, I heard the broad one calling the waiter for a check, I knew that voice. As they both turned around to leave. My heart skipped a beat as I took a fleeting look at the broad tall one, I couldn't look away...his hair was much shorter than I remembered and he'd grown an untidy stubble...but there was no mistaking who it was. The dark eyes shining with mirth behind thick bushy brows, the wide forehead; perfect olive skin and dimpled cheeks; my heart thumped. I couldn't believe my eyes. I wanted to squeal? Yell? Jump? The joy I felt was hard to express by any feat that came to my mind, I awkwardly got up and ran towards the exit, with my voice stuck behind a lump in my throat. He was almost near the exit when I screamed his name, my voice breaking off in the middle...

(Mafia Series#2) [Previously known as "Sold to be His"] He advanced towards me and grabbed my arm painfully. I hissed under his hold and tried to pull my arm away from him but all in vain. "Who are you?" I asked, sacredly. He squeezed my arm which was causing pain in my arm. It would leave a buries for sure. He chuckled darkly and pulled me to him which made me hit with his chest. He quickly moved his hand from my arm to my waist and pulled me impossibly close. I looked at him in uncontrollable fear. I felt his other hand move on my back and felt something pinching on my arm, painfully. I looked at him with wide eyes and tearful eyes which were flowing through my eyes, that were slowly closing. "Your future!" I heard him saying in dangerous voice as my eyes were closing without my permission. I tried to open them but failed and let myself sunk in the darkness. - - - Izzah, a beautiful and talented doctor. Always there to help and support anyone in the hours of need. But what will she do when she is sold to a mafia man? Daniel, handsome and dashing mafia man. Who hates lies and don't know the meaning of love. But what will he do when Izzah enters in his life? And why he kidnaps her and bought her? - - - Status~ Started: 15/06/2019. Completed: 28/09/2020.

A collection of short stories which are cliches, euphoric, dark, crazy and what not. Make yourself comfortable and share this gamut of emotions with me. You guys will fall in love with these stories and the characters. Peace x - Maha lashari #2 in Pakistan 16/11/2019 #4 in muslimlovestory 16/11/2019 #1 in Pakistan 24/11/2019 #1 in Desi 27/11/2019 #1 in Urdu 13/02/2020 #3 in travel 28/12/2019 #1 in Muslim