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Forcefully Yours (Mafia Love Story)

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"Why don't you leave me?" I shouted, trying to mask away the fear that filled inside of me this time. "Oh Darling I wish I could." He smirked, almost leaning onto me. I could still feel the authority in his husky arrogant voice. "Don't you fear All...

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12| You Will Regret This

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I have a question 🙋 
Who's your favorite character amongst all my stories?
A| Humza
B| Omar
C| Humdaan ♥ 
Even though I know your answer, I just wanted to ask. 
Junaid Villa
O M A N
11.30 am
(thanks to Zohhaaa for she helped me in choosing the location. 😘 )

                            

                                I didn't want to wake up as yet but certain voices of yelling, wailing and fighting from a mere distance weren't letting me sleep
                            
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            

                            

                              
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I didn't want to wake up as yet but certain voices of yelling, wailing and fighting from a mere distance weren't letting me sleep.
"Don't you dare talk to me like that. Humza will throw you out of the house b****." I heard a female voice. His name was enough to wake me up. 
I was up in no time. 
"You think you have got him wrapped around your finger but you are wrong. He was there with me consecutively for 4 nights." I cringe back in disgust and abhorrence. 
I didn't want to eavesdrop but it was quite loud and booming, I didn't have to do much in order to listen. 
Getting up from my bed, I traipse out of my room after wrapping a hijab loosely around my head. I was rubbing  and kneading my eyes cause I was still sleepy. 
The morning was cold and wintry, the chattering of my teeth was audible too. I suspire deeply before following the voices. It came from the vestibule. I cascaded down the staircase. 
It was a scene to watch. I finally saw all his mistresses. They all were pretty and fetching to be honest and then there was me, a potato.
Why am I even comparing myself to them?
As I stepped in. All eyes splinter to me and I wanted to run back in. Malika stood alone while all the others stood at one side, they were having a cat fight. 
I ceased myself from laughing. Malika's gaze was sharp and piercing. "Anaabiya come here. I need to show you something." Bibijaan's voice boomed. I knew she wanted to rescue me. I followed her into the kitchen without a word and as soon as I did, their rants resumed. 
"What's happening?" I giggled. 
"Better stay out of it. This happens once in a month atleast." Maliha titters along with Me.
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