Mafia's Revenge
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A story where revenge turns into a sinister obsession.
Burhan kidnapped Alizeh to take her life to avenge on his dead father. But he couldn't succeed. Every time he attempted to kill her, her scarred breaths and whimpers drew him towards her only for him to end up marrying her but with just one purpose- ruining her completely.
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"For me, for you and for our love," He whispered, giving life to the match stick. The dim glow slightly illuminated the darkened room. The reflection of the fire visible in his green eyes.
The smell of alcohol and acid was flooded in the room. She was on the floor, trying to crawl away from him. Her fearful doe eyes flickering between the match stick and his devilish eyes.
"Please, no." She uttered in a barely audible voice, shaking her head in negative. She knew he was going to fire up the room.
The next second, the burning match was thrown on the floor. The acid quickly picked up the fire as the rise of an inferno began. His tall entourage now completely visible as the fire continued to create light in the darkness.
He took small, calculated step towards her only for her to crawl away from him in an utterly panicked state. But before she could go behind further, he reached her, squatted down to her level and threaded his finger in her locks. Jolting her head forward, he stared directly in her eyes.
"Alizeh." he pushed aside a strand of hair away from her face, "I want to make love to you," He whispered with a note of finality, and placed his lips on hers as the fire continued to light up the room around them.
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