"Don't please," she sobbed, shaking badly. The fear of her situation was slowly sinking in. "Please let me go, I want to go home." She cried.
He smirked and cupped her face. She immediately stiffened upon his touch and stared into his Smokey grey eyes. "You are home, tara, this is your home now, by my side." He spoke firmly. She saw the determination in his eyes and her eyes widened with shock.
"No!" she shrieked and tried to push him away but he didn't budge. Before she could retaliate, he had caught her wrists in a vice-like grip with one hand and locked them down  while with the other hand, he firmly griped the back of her neck, his fingers digging into her scalp, making her whimper. "Refuse me again tara, go on, I fucking dare you." He hissed, his eyes blazing with rage, the grey had darkened. 
But she wasn't one to give up so easily. "Let me go..." she tried to shout but was immediately silenced by his lips crashing against hers into a fiery harsh kiss. 
Meet Anissa Ghalib, a young doctor, possessing a strong, kind and confident character. She's a known beauty and has a very high moral sense and regard. For her, family is everything and she would do anything to protect her family.
So, what happens when a certain grey eyed crime boss claims her as his?
Shehryaar Ghulari, the cold and ruthless mafia leader of the country's most dangerous Mafia; He's a powerful man who gets anything he wants. He's cold, brutal and absolutely inhuman, a borderline psychopath. For him, morals and ethics hold no meaning, Family is nothing. He rules with tyranny and loves every bit of it. 
What will happen when the country's most powerful and dangerous man becomes indebted to a certain doctor?
It starts with a twisted malice, obsession, murder, lust, politics, darkness, sacrifice and love.   
A story where Innocence clashes  with culpability.
Simplicity with sophistication.
Bloodlust with conscience. 
Lust with Love.
Good with Bad.

Mafia Indebted

She felt nothing. There was just darkness surrounding her although it was a bright day outside. The sunlight filtering in the room was proof.


There was so much locked inside her and now she wasn't even trying to keep it all in. She had to remind herself again and again of why she did what she did.


Without even realizing it, her hands crept to her stomach. The slight pressure from the weight of her hands caused pain to radiate but this physical pain was nothing compared to the pain that was in her heart.


She heard the soft click of the door and she knew who it was. He wouldn't leave her alone. He was always there whenever she opened her eyes. So she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.


She felt the place beside her dip as he sat perched beside her.


His presence radiated warmth yet she could feel none. All she felt was disgust and repulsion. She felt him touch her lightly on her face, from her cheekbone his finger caressed down to her jaw.


Chapter 72