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Volume II [Chapter 18 : I'll haunt you]
Amayra
I couldn't sense myself for a while and moved my hand abruptly on my belly. My whole body got completely numb, sensing the blunder that was almost near to destroying our happiness in a second. I stood still, breathing heavily.
"Are you okay? Ha? Are you hit actually?" Abraham's hands came together, cupping my face as I nodded. His voice was shaking and he was scanning me well.
"I'm fine," I gulped. He pulled my wrist and took me in a deep embrace. We absorbed the moment, trying to handle the shock.
What if he was not there?
What if he didn't handle me?
I would almost lose the most precious t
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Mr. Mafia, On Your Knees Prologue
Abraham "Tell me, Amayra. What do you want me to do with you? I'll do anything except for letting you go from here", I whispered into her ears, her arms wrapped around my neck, legs tangling to my waist, her warm breath touching my skin like a gentle breeze every time. "Will you leave me or not?", her eyes scorched like fire as she clasped my neck and pulled me closer. "How can I leave you if you keep driving me crazy like this?", I smirked at her, pressing her lips gently with my thumb. "You'll be paying hard for it, Abraham Harris", she placed her index finger on the pressure point of my neck. "Just a stroke and you die" I knew she was one of the toughest wrestlers with more than ten black belts in her kitty. She would lead me to death anytime if I teased her more. She was capable to push me away and walk away from my
Mr. Mafia, On Your Knees 1. The night
Amayra"Fuck", I yelled, spitting out the stupid vodka on the bartender's face. He got stunned by my action but remained silent. Who wanted to mess with the granddaughter of Shashankveer Mehta?"Is this what you call a tough shot?", I barked. I had already four drinks and I wanted more. However, this stupid club was not up to my standard."Amayra", Lizel jerked me. "You've had enough. Are you forgetting that tomorrow is your engagement?"I wrapped my hand around her neck and picked up another drink. The bartender guy was still shaking in fear as I could fire him anytime."Liz, are you forgetting that today is my bachelorette party", I giggled, finishing the fifth drink. "Fuck engagement and fuck marriage. I'm just gonna enjoy this night", I threw my hand and cheered aloud. "Yoho""You're totally drunk now, girl", she muttered. We joined our gang on the dance floor."Amy is in the mood today, no?", Rinny
Mr. Mafia, On Your Knees 2. Virginity Lost
Amayra"Don't behave so naive. You know what I mean", he said, coming close to my face. Yes, I fucking knew what he meant but was I even ready to do that? Never in my life, I kissed a guy. And here he was approaching me to fuck?"Come on, tell me. If you say YES, I'll proceed. If you don't allow me, I'll walk away", he looked deep into my eyes.I felt the urge inside me to do it. I fucking wanted that. What did I even do with that virginity now? I wouldn't be getting a virgin husband, of course. What did this even matter to me? I was pissed, I was screwed, I was frustrated. Moreover, I needed that too.Throughout my life, I lived only for my dada. I never thought of my happiness. I ended up thinking about the consequences and outcomes of my deeds and the influence of my actions on my dada's life and his image.I prohibited myself from messing up with guys because I knew I had no right to fall in love with the person whom I
Mr. Mafia, On Your Knees 3. Would be fiance
Amayra"Ma'am", Lily exclaimed as she ran after me. I ran faster towards the mansion, handing over my purse and cellphone to Lily."Where were you? Chief was so tensed the whole night for you""Oh, God! Lily, I know this. You don't need to rant this on my face", I shrugged, stepping inside as the guards bowed to me."I'm sorry, ma'am", she muttered. I didn't know how dada was gonna react. He would kill me today.As I reached inside, I found the mansion beautifully decorated. Dada had assigned more than a hundred workers to decorate the whole mansion. Eveline and Mark were checking on the workers and handling the decoration. They were the chief servants, according to them as they had been living here for two long decades. I had also seen them from childhood. I could see some piles of flowers and gifts at every corner of the hall.Dada was nowhere to be seen. Though my head was pounding and I needed a strong coffee or anything
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Mr. Mafia, On Your Knees 5. You have five minutes
Abraham"It's a complete loss for me, Abraham", Zakir leaned back to the couch, pushing the briefcase full of cash."Did you open the briefcase yet?", I grumbled, bending towards him. "Come on, Zakir. Open and look inside"Zakir's eyebrows drew together as he held the briefcase."I hope there's no bomb inside", he lifted an eyebrow suspiciously as I smirked at him, taking a sip of the beer."Your father should have come here instead of you, Zakir. You're still behaving like a kid", I bent towards him, locking my fingers. He frowned, gazing at me.I hated dealing with those kids who were afraid of my offers. He grumbled while looking at me and opened the briefcase. I smirked. I knew how to tackle these young adults. They couldn't tolerate a word that hurt their ego. Zakir was the son of my long time business rival who was trying to be a business partner after ending the long term enmity. However, his father Azaar wasn't willi
Mr. Mafia, On Your Knees 6. Why did you take my virginity?
AbrahamWhy did you do this to me?", her voice cracked as I gaped at her. "Don't act as if you don't know anything, Abraham. Stop fooling around", she sarcastically smiled at me."What are you talking about?", I shrugged."You were with me last night", she proclaimed with an accent of confidence. My gaze iced on her with a sudden encounter. "I hope you don't have a habit to lie, Abraham. I know you were the one", she pointed at me, screaming out at the peak of her voice. Her eyes were filled with outrage, burning continuously. "You are the one to sleep with me. You are the one who took my virginity just to get me framed. Right? It was your fucking plan against me?"I was not expecting this so soon. Yes, it was me who had taken her virginity. However, I knew she would find it out soon."Why?", she grabbed my collar and pulled me close to her as our chests stumbled upon. "I want the fucking answ
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- Mr. Mafia, On Your Knees Volume II [Chapter 15 - Old Insecurities]
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- Mr. Mafia, On Your Knees Volume II [Chapter 13 - Sweet little engagement]
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