"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

As the month passed, Shehryaar noticed how radiant and glowing Anissa had become. He noticed that she smiled a lot. And he was genuinely happy to see her that way: she deserved to be happy after all, he didn't give her any happiness till now. All he ever wanted was to see her smile.


And he wanted to make her happy. She was with him. She stayed with him even though things had gotten so bad between them. And she had given him so much happiness by staying by his side and working hard on their relationship. It was only her hard work and he gave her the sole credit for where they were this day.


"Shehry?!" He was pulled out of his thoughts upon Anissa's shrill voice that called him. He looked up and realized that he had been dazing.


"What do you think of this?" She said and approached him, holding infant sized jumpsuits.


"We can't know the sex of the babies till next month. For now, I was thinking of just buying neutral colours." She claimed. Shehryaar nodded, his mind occupied.


Chapter 97